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I miss the wbtb alarm but end up thinking about lucidity and how nice it would be to have one just after pressing the final snooze.

In the neighborhood where I see a family friend talking about something, then someone calls another DC and we head back home. As I get out of the car I look around, my awareness goes up and I realize this is a dream. I can relate the place I am at to a previous dream (near where I was standing when examining the plates possibly after that) and wonder about my awareness then. After giving it some thought, I become convinced I had a lucid moment at some point in the dreams before. A nearby DC tells me it was indeed a lucid dream. That makes me feel even worse that I wasted a lucid moment and didn't do anything.

"If you have a lucid dream, then do a task rather than just lose lucidity" I think angrily to myself. Ok, time to do that right now. I remember the hole task and hastily put my hand in my pocket, trying to get hold of something. I feel a small round object and concentrate on the floor ahead as I throw it forward. This time (compared to couple of days ago) it produces a nicely sized somewhat transparent dark hole. I stare at it for a bit longer and then cautiously jump in. I end up on the ground laying on my side in shallow waters at approximately the same dream scene. The water has some strange properties - it's in partial existence and feels different. I get up and look around. The snooze wakes me up.

So I'm at my grandmas house for the entirety of the dream. Some family is here with me, both my sisters, my mom, and my grandma. I keep tonguing this little thing that I feel in the bottom tooth right before the wisdom tooth. It feels like it'll come out loose each time but its hard to budge. The whole time I'm thinking it's a piece of food or something. Then finally I feel it snap off and I feel 2 solid shards of something and instantly know what it is, it's pieces of mercury filling and I panic and spit it out into my hand so I don't accidentally swallow them. The main shard is larger than the little secondary bit. I run and show my family and I'm worried because I feel like mercury vapors are now going into my system. Then I start to eat for some reason, and then this girl who I don't know and don't know why she's in my grandmas house yells at me that I shouldn't be eating when I broke the mercury and that all the food touched it and went into my stomach. I panic and start to feel sick and contemplate making my self throw up the poisoned food in me, but I don't and instead try to shoot water in my mouth to clean it all out. Then my family leaves, they have to go somewhere for a little bit and I'm left there alone. For some reason I can't stop fixating on my teeth in the bathroom mirror, I look to see the tooth where the mercury broke off, and notice how disgusting and rotted all my teeth are. I become confused as to why nearly all my teeth now have mercury fillings because I thought I only had two. (In waking life I only have two and remembered this in my dream). There's brown spots and the teeth are yellow and sickly. I go and walk into the dining room area and stand there anxiously waiting for my family to come back, I feel like I need their help in the matter. Then while waiting I feel the upper tooth next to one of my big front tooth's become wiggly and I try to bight it back into place but then I hear this crackle noise that I knew meant the root just cracked out of the gum, then I just let it fall into my hand, I look at it and it's shaped weird I notice and it had two sharp thorn looking things that i guess were the roots, the tooth is brown and yellow and seems to be swollen. My mom comes home and I show her the tooth, she is disgusted by it rather than wanting to help me, she squeezes the tooth for some reason and I hear a crack and she drops it to the counter with disgust and says it's disgusting. I look at it and see she cracked the tooth open and it was completely filled with brown stuff that feel out of it that looks like beef jerky pr something. I just leave the tooth there and go look in the mirror again, because my mom left again. I look to see the spot where the tooth had fallen from, but I don't see any spot without a tooth, and then I realize that there must've been a tooth behind the tooth that just fell out, it relieves me. I examine it in the mirror, it's not aligned with my front teeth but I don't care, its smaller like maybe it'll grow in more, and its bright white and healthy. Then I feel a group of teeth on the bottom about a row of four of them feel really wiggle, and I try to bite them back into place, bite the roots back in, but they just wont, I hear that crackles noises of the roots forever displacing, so I let all four teeth fall into my hand. They're all yellow, I put them on the bathroom counter top and look in the mirror expecting a big spot on my gums with no teeth and also all the other teeth being disgusting, but then I'm shocked to see in the mirror all my teeth there, and they all look healthy, vibrant white, in alignment, I'm so shocked and pleased to see such thing I almost wanted to cry with joy, and I think to myself, my teeth have never looked so nice like this and that I shall want to smile to people, to everyone. The teeth felt strong, not on the verge of falling out like the other ones.

From the classroom to jungle

I was in school, sitting in classroom with other people. My English language teacher made us test from relligion. I took a pen, and looked at the test. Suddenly I got teleported into a jungle. I was surrounded by huge trees and smaller plants.

I started to climb one of the trees. Looking around while going higher all the time. When I reached the top, I saw a beautiful view. I jumped down and landed safely on the leaves. Next I started to run around and hug all the trees.

Before the first WBTB was a pretty dry and unclear semi-lucid. I recall something having to do with an evil dream character making spikes appear and killing my cats and family. I became partially lucid, to the point of not caring because I knew for one reason or another that what was happening was not a part of reality.

-WBTB-

The second dream was really long. I remember my friend S's comic characters being involved. (But I cant give names or tell what they did at the risk of spoiling his comic. Not that I remember much of it anyway.)

...

I was in a neighborhood with one of my college suite-mates. Someone started yelling that we should look at the sky because he saw a jet figher plane. I looked up and saw a small plane fly over followed by a whole squadron of big, slow moving green bombers.

Someobody was shouting that the United States was under attack by another country. The bomb bays on the planes opened and bombs started falling out. I said to my suite-mate that we should try to find a shelter or basement to hide in.

But before the bombs hit the ground they all began morphing into all of these different random things. One of the bombs turned into Santa's Sleigh. Another one turned into a Unicorn. I just remember a lot of colors, and all of the bombs-turned-random things shot off in random directions.

Somebody started getting really excited because they thought that it was the spiritual awakening where magic had returned to world, and all that they had foredcasted and all of the things that had appeared from the bombs were the changes in the world that they had brought about.

I did a nose-pinch reality check and became lucid. I told the dream character I was sorry, there wasn't some kind of spiritual awakening, but rather just my lucid dream. The dream character got really mad with me.

...

I was at a train station, but there was no train tracks. This little futuristic pod came along where the train tracks should have been. The door opened indicating I was supposed to get on. But when I tried to walk in closer the door closed partway and a force field projected through it.

The voice of the DC from earlier started talking and was apparently very mad with me for ruining everything for him and telling him that it was just my dream. He told me that I wasn't allowed onto the train until I had an imagination again.

-WBTB-

The third time I fell asleep didn't yield any dreams.

Non-lucid / Lucid / Awake

#1.
I'm walking down some stairs, talking about a friend of mine. I say she's very bossy and annoying and when I look behind me, I see she has heard everything.
A little while later, the same thing happens. I talk about the same friend, say she's annoying and then I find out she's walking in front of me and has heard everything.
She takes me outside to look at an almost empty parking lot. At first I think she's gonna talk to me about what I said about her, but surprisingly enough, she doesn't. I'm mad at her but I don't know why.

.#2
I'm in a big hall, crowded with people, when suddenly Justin Bieber approaches me. I stay cool (I'm not a fan but he is pretty famous and shit) when he talks to me. He says some perverted shit and I get angry. Then he tells me he wants to have sex with me and normally, in a dream, I would agree to have sex with him but I'm still angry and tell him to go fuck himself.

#3.
I wake up in my bed and instantly know it's a dream. My bed, however, is very warm and comfy and I just don't want to get out. I look at a mirror on my desk to see if I can summon something scary because I'm in the mood for some scary stuff but it doesn't happen.
I pull my blanket over my head and just enjoy being in my bed. Then I realize I'm wasting my time in a lucid dream so I jump through the window.
The detail outside is incredible! The streets look just so real and so does the sky. I'm amazed and decide to find Castiel (from the tv show Supernatural). I approach two boys to ask them where Castiel is, but they run away. Before I can run after them I wake up.

Super long time in bed, but most of the first half of the night passed in unrestful half-sleep with many wakings without dreams

22:30 hand-written affirmations and intentions about lucidity, one page
23:00 2mg melatonin
00:00(?) bedtime

+(f) climbing hills, vacant popcorn vendor stands

+ big political press conference, thankfully our room was blocked off from the thronging masses via a line of podiums

+ in a large room with many doors, see a leg right by me, see hair on it, notice it's a naked girl, dive in & sexy time for a bit, she loves it & I love it[*], then I realize the doors are all open, go to close them, people keep coming in, I keep pushing them out, they're really insistent and I really struggle to get them out and close everything and this continues until the dream ends/transitions

Spoiler for (*) details, explicit 18+:

as I realize that there's a naked girl lying down next to me with legs spread wide, I immediately move between her legs and place my mouth on her (ahem): I don't bother with teasing her inner thighs first, just dive right in. As I go in for the first time I sniff to detect her scent but I don't detect much of anything. She moans in pleasure at the contact, I really go to work on her. At one point I raise up both arms and squeeze each breast while continuing to eat her, she continues to moan and I feel an erection building

+ I'm clarifying with the (courier?) that the tickets I'm buying will arrive in time before the show, if the won't make it what's the point, courier assures me that there's time (the concert's in 2 weeks?), well that's OK then

+ playing ping-pong with my dad, he's doing quite well, every one of my serves from right to left goes long, I want to do overhead smash tennis-like-serves but the ceiling is so low that I can't even raise my racket over my head, I get in a serve from left to right that is low and fast and nicks the edge of the table on its way past my dad

+ (DO at start) they're digging the trenches for a massive defensive wall for the city, tall enough to repel any invasion, I see the trenches and they don't look all that big; riding up a massive ski lift up a long hill, the lift structure is made from massive (bicycle-like) chain links: the going-up part and the going-down part are on one structure but still separate, I'm closely observing the mechanism, I'm afraid that I may get trapped at the top and get hurt or have to go back down, (I get off ok?)

+ I'm pushing a long (toy?) miniature train (which is two trains parallel to each other) up an incline track, every few inches there is a little wire barrier that causes a sound (chime) to ring as the train passes it, I think this is to synchronize your dancing rhythm with your partner's (!), I'm keeping the two trains in sync well, at the top at the judging station the train cars all come apart (bad!) and I think I may have to do it over again

+ packing my tent, sleeping bag, and some poles into a large bag to place on top of my backpack, everyone else is packed I'm lagging behind, zipping up my sleeping bag the zippers don't work well; I see my favorite big rock that is slightly hollowed out like a bean-bag chair, comfy for sitting in, wait, or is that just a guy wearing a boulder costume?; some team sport competition; amusing sight: one of the teammates periodically is seen in a tiny red car having sex with a girl (2-3 times during the dream see this) the car is bouncing and squeaking to their movement;

+ arrive to a dinner party, someone brings out an elaborate (huge clam-shaped?) soufle-thing that suddenly starts to inflate and drip all over the table; climb up some stairs, hey did some kids open the presents that are for my kinds?, climb back down and there are some yellow bananas on the step below me; re-enter dinner party place there's a group of kids I'm leery of, I see the table and know they're waiting for me for the dinner

awake several times in late morning, make it back to sleep via breath concentration and neck chakra visualization/meditation, late morning dreams vague

11:30 get up

Morning of April 24, 2015. Friday.



In a less physically defined state, I am “remembering” my completion of the most recent education progress report. Everything seems as is in reality except that I am aware I have added an mp3 file on the companion CD. It is the recording of Roger Miller’s “Walking in the Sunshine” which I heard very often in my childhood. I pause and think on this for awhile. The CD is already made (false memory) so I cannot remove it if I need to, because it begins to dawn on me that I should not have this recording in the report since I had not written and recorded it (typical goofy in-dream “logic”). Over time, I mentally “fix” this and the CD is as it should be.

Ritual: WTB 12:45am, woke 6am and felt rested enough to do a solid WBTB and WILD attempt. Read LD books for an hour then returned to bed at 7am. I took bacopa, L-theanine, alpha-GPC, and even ventured to add a little galantamine to the mix, breaking open a Galantamind capsule and adding half the powder to my alpha-GPC solution. I lay on my back and counted, also deciding on my intended tasks: muto herbam and my lucid dare. For the hell of it I added in a short mantra on the off-counts: inspired by the DC's weird question last night ("Who is your mantra?") I was using the name of an intriguing DC from a prior dream. I started losing the count quickly and after picking it back up a few times, drifted off somewhere in the 30s. Eventually I woke back up, used the bathroom, and checked the time before lying down on my left side to sleep. It was 7:30am. Woke up at 8am with dream.

WILD: I quickly started to feel promising bodily sensations, able to move in ways I was sure weren't "real." At one point I felt my husband's face very close to mine, thought I could feel his breath against my face, and was afraid this distraction was going to wake me. Feeling a bit rude, I pushed him away. After that he got up and I hoped he had understood my reasons—recognized that I was in the middle of a dream attempt—and wasn't annoyed. Of course in retrospect, I'm sure that none of this actually happened; not only does the geography of the bed make it physically unlikely, but my husband was still fast asleep on his side of the bed when I woke up to write this report.

As soon as I felt I had full bodily control, I started trying to get out of bed. I threw caution to the winds because I've started to suspect that a lot of the barriers to transition are self-imposed. So I got out of bed as soon as I could manage it, and although I felt awkward at first, moving very herky-jerkily as I tried to walk out of the room—a bit like a marionette whose puppetmaster is still figuring out the right use of the strings—I soon got back into the feel of it.

I walked into the kitchen, where my attention was caught by what looked like a big wad of gauze or lace, about 18 inches in diamter. In shape it resembled those scrunchies you use in the shower, but it was much larger and made of lacy white gauze with silver sparkles. The texture was wonderfully detailed, more distinct than anything else in my field of vision, so I decided to pick it up and use it for my first experiment. The simpler of the tasks I had planned was to practice a bit with transformation and with plants, so I held the gauze in my hands and commanded, "Muto herbam," envisioning the form of a long-stemmed red rose.

The material was resistant at first, so I repeated the command a few times and intensified my will. Eventually it shrank compliantly into a red flower, but the blossom appeared to be that of a tulip, so I continued staring at it sternly until it manifested more layers of ruffled petals. I studied it to make sure it was a proper rose and not just an ambitious carnation, and when I was finally satisfied with its form, I lifted it to my nose to smell it. It actually did smell like a rose! This impressed me all the more because I so rarely have any olfactory impressions in my dreams. (Then again, I guess I don't spend much time sniffing things.)

I wondered if I should leave the house to perform my next task. I'm still working on my lucid dare, which requires me to find an camp of elves in the forest and join them in making music. My initial impulse was to leave my house and look for the forest, but that hasn't worked well before, so this time I thought I would to try a different approach and transform the environment around me rather than bodily leaving it. I looked around the room for another plant suitable for my experiment and was pleased to discover a spindly sapling with lots of thin twigs tipped with narrow yellow flowers growing in a pot. I went over to it and commanded "Rego herbam," commanding it to grow into a tall tree. Nothing happened at first, but eyeing its numerous twigs I had another idea for how to use it.

The sapling was slightly taller than I was, so I backed up against it and pulled its flexible branches around me to create the visual impression that I was surrounded by a thicket, once again commanding "Rego herbam." The trick worked! The twigs filling my field of vision became a real thicket in which I found myself hiding on a hillside, trying to remain unseen as I peered down at a large camp of about two dozen people occupying a cleared basin just below me. I hoped they were elves! But they didn't seem merry, and I didn't hear any music. They were dressed in muted earthtones and went about their business grimly.

I can't remember if I actually observed the camp being raided, but by some means I understood that this was a camp of rebels whose people were being oppressed and frequently captured and sold into slavery by the inhabitants of a nearby castle. I was aware that had several been taken away recently, and decided that the best way to ingratiate myself with the camp would be to rescue them. So I transported myself into the castle dungeon and began to search for the captives.

The first door I opened led to an empty room, though it definitely looked like a classic dungeon, with rough-hewn and filthy stone floor and walls. Returning to the corridor, I saw that there were lots of identical doors, and I didn't think I had time to try them all, so I let instinct guide me to another door across the hall. At first this seemed promising: there was very little light filtering in through the tiny windows high in the wall, and in the shadows I thought I saw four figures manacled to the walls around the room. As I walked in, planning to free them, I found that either my eyes had decieved me, or the dream had shifted: the manacles were there, but this room was just as empty as the last. It made me wonder if what I had seen were the ghosts of past prisoners.

As I went to leave the room, I was startled to discover that the door was now half-blocked by a chest-high mound of stone rubble. I started to climb over but it was too steep, and afterward the blockade looked even higher, taller than I was. If I didn't act soon I would be completely walled in! So I mustered my concentration and simply pushed through the pile of rocks. The stone felt very resistant and I had to use all my strength, but finally burst through into the hallway. I was surprised how exhausted I felt after this feat. Given that it was a dream, it shouldn't be any harder to move "rocks" than anything else, but I felt completely spent. While I paused to regain my strength, I heard people approaching from around a corner to my left. There was no time to get away, so I simply held very still in the doorway and concentrated on being invisible to them.

There were three people in all. One person passed by without giving any sign of seeing me. Two others followed, walking together, and to my consternation they stopped at the door, right in front of me. Although they didn't seem to see me, something appeared to have caught their attention (the dislodged rocks?) because one of them pulled out a handheld device and started waving it in my direction as though scanning something. I wondered what would happen if they tried to walk through the doorway. I still seemed to be invisible, but would they be able to pass right through my body? Or would they bump into me? I decided not to risk it, and I was also a little worried that the scanner might detect my presence, so I reached out and grabbed one of the people with each hand. I willed them both to fall unconscious, and they slumped to the ground. The one to the left was a woman dressed in "business casual," while the guy to the right appeared to be a uniformed security guard. I immediately knelt down and hastily stripped the latter of all the tech I could find on his body: earpiece, cellphone, and a few other little widgets that I didn't recognize. I thought I heard another person coming down the hall, so I transformed into a bird and flew out one of the small barred windows high up on the walls.

The castle was on a gently sloping hillside, and I was now flying over a wide rural landscape. At the base of the hill was a wooded region, and far beyond that I could see the curve of the ocean shore. I figured I would still be able to find my way back to the camp, since I had just come from there, so I let memory or instinct guide me. Meanwhile I focused on making sure I was flying properly, since I haven't spent much time in bird form. I alternated between flapping my wings and holding them stiff and outstretched so that I could glide on the wind. I felt like a large bird of prey, and I was clutching the tech I had just stolen in my talons.

I flew over the forest until I saw a clearing below that looked familiar. Descending felt very realistic, because I was circling just like a raptor would, wide at first and then in a narrowing spiral until I landed. To get the attention of the people in the camp, I decided that I should not be an ordinary brown eagle, but a white eagle. Apparently this drew a little too much attention, because on the way down I discovered that someone was shooting arrows at me. I decided I could use this to make my entrance particularly impressive, so at the very moment that I touched the ground I not only turned back into a woman, I also grabbed an arrow that was about to hit me right out of the air.

Earlier I had not made sure whether or not the people in the camp actually were elves, and now that I look around at closer range, I see only round human ears. I approach a couple people who are talking authoritatively, like leaders of the group. One is a capable looking woman with short, dirty-blonde hair. I ask her if there are any elves in the camp, thinking to myself that if I do find some, I'll give them the tech I stole as a friendly gesture. No one can specifically point to any elves, so I ask, well, who was shooting at me? I figure that if there is an elf, it might well have been the one lobbing arrows. The woman points across the camp. Following her gesture, I notice a slight figure huddled on a bench, completely wrapped in a dark grey blanket.

I walk over and lean down in front of the figure, trying to gently tug the blanket aside to reveal its face. It seems shy, hiding its face under the blanket like this, but I soon discover the reason. As I begin to reveal its features, they are the last thing I would have expected. The head is made of molded transparent plastic, with a suggestion of human features on the outside and circuitboards within. It is an android!

The android has a high, almost childish voice, and evidently feels very bashful about its unusual appearance. It tries to prevent me from pulling back the blanket, protesting, "I look repulsive."

I completely disagree, and tell it so: "No you don't. You look amazing." It reluctantly lets me tease aside the blanket to reveal its whole head.

At this point a man walks up to us. He looks to be in his forties, balding, a bit stocky in build, and with rounded features, kind of resembling Rob Corddry. From his dress and demeanor, I immediately intuit that he is the creator of this android. I realize that he would be the ideal person to give the tech I stole from the castle guard.

"I have something for you," I say without preamble, and fill his hands with the little pile of objects.

He looks delighted. "This will be really useful."

We start chatting a bit about the android, and I ask if he knows where to find any elves. He's not aware of any in the camp, but I overhear a snippet of conversation from people standing nearby that I think might be relevant to my question; one of them mentions a place called "Junkyard Bay" and I resolve to check it out.

"What's your name?" I ask the inventor. I feel a bit silly always asking this of DCs, but I like to know.

"Dira," he says. That's how I assumed it was spelled, but from the pronunciation it could just as easily be "Deera." He asks mine, and I tell him.

Dira is looking at me like he finds me really familiar, but can't figure out where he knows me from. "We haven't spoken before this? No beer? No comfort?"

I am perplexed by his laconic queries until I realize that he's asking if he might have met me in a bar or a brothel. I might have been offended at the implications if I weren't so fascinated by his distinctive manner of speaking, so unlike my own speech patterns. How could a DC, a projection of my own mind, demonstrate linguistic traits so utterly unlike my own, to the point where it took me a moment to make sense of what he was saying? It was one of those moments that make me wonder if my reductionist assumptions are correct, but I'm not ready to go down the path of madness without better evidence than this.

I shake my head, since I'm pretty sure I've never met him in either dream or waking life. He asks my name another time, and I repeat it. I've been using my WL name, having forgotten my former resolution to use an alias with DCs.

Dira starts explaining something about the locals: "What's particularly important for the native Ukaran communities is the..." there was more, but it was complicated, and I was still trying to figure out what was going on.

"Ukaran?" I ask, to make sure I heard correctly.

"Yes, the Ukaran and the Utankaran."

I had the impression that he was implying that the Ukarans were the people in this camp, and I'd already seen the problems that they were facing—oppression and human trafficking on the part of the people in the castle. I wondered if the oppressors were the Utankarans. The similarity in their names suggested that they were closely related but (in the manner of such things) probably deeply opposed social groups.

In my dream my childhood friend appeared. He was my closest friend. We were kids again in an above-ground train station. We rode the trains and they twisted and turned all over the world, there were stops in China and under the ocean. A lot of the stops were in or above jungles, the rest I can't remember. I was having fun until I heard the utterance of "Tanzania". Before I knew it my friend was gone, on another train and I didn't even say goodbye. I guess he went to Tanzania but in the dream I assumed we had lost each other since the trains were getting to all parts of the world within minutes. All the people around were dark figures, all wearing dark winter coats while me and him were tanned wearing t-shirts like it was summer. At this point I woke up, my last memory was the sight of his buzzcut leaving my life.

I awoke crying soft tears. The dream progressively reminded me today that those days as kids spending endless summers together were over a decade ago. The good old days were destined to be short-lived, my dream only stretched out the ruins of a blissful childhood.

1. I was inside of a series of Catacombs. Many of the walls here were covered with wooden planks oddly enough. I was all by myself, and I seemed to be inside of a game of Call of Duty Zombies; and this was the map I was playing on. I was in first person though so it all felt real. As I walked down the catacombs I was very cautious. Nothing could be heard except for, every few minutes, I would hear the moaning of a zombie. There were many tunnel systems in these catacombs, and in every tunnel system that I looked down, I could see a few hundred feet ahead of me and then everything went black. I walked down one tunnel and tried to be discreet. I was now semi-lucid, and I kind of knew that I was dreaming. I knew that a new "round" of zombies was going to start soon, so I upped my pace down the tunnel to find a mystery box.
I ended up coming to a flight of wooden stairs. I went up these stairs quickly and found myself on a second floor inside of the catacombs. There were walkways everywhere on this second level and none of them had any railing, so if you slipped, you'd fall straight down to the first floor. I walked across one of these walkways and it led to a small boxed area. In this boxed area I found a mystery box, but it was way smaller than the ones in Call of Duty. This box was a perfect square with a glowing question mark on it. I bought the box and suddenly as I did it started playing really loud music. Immediately after the music started playing I heard alot of zombies approaching from somewhere in the dark. "Come on, hurry, hurry" I think to myself. I look in front of me and running down one of the tunnels is a load of zombies. The box finally opens and out of it floats an empty bottle of liquor. Great. I have no weapon, so I run out of the small box area and run down the same stairs I come up.
I am pretty frantic now considering there are tons of zombies sprinting behind me. I somehow make it to the center of the catacombs and here I find my dad and a random pantry room that he is looking in. I run next to him to warn him. "Uh dad, zombies are coming" I say. "Have you seen my liquor anywhere?" He asks. "Nope, I just found this bottle in my hands, and its empty" I tell him. Suddenly I can't hear the zombies anymore, and its dead silent.

Note: Somewhere in the middle of this dream I had to make a huge jump from one wooden walkway to another. It was pretty high up, but I still made it.

2. I was in school in Arch Design class sitting in my seat and working on my computer. For some reason the lights were off in the classroom, but I could still see perfectly because it was daylight outside. I look around the room and see many people that I don't know. But among all the random students, I see my two friends that are normally in this class with me, Eamon and Brittany. I bring my attention back to my work and on my computer screen I see an architectural wall that is made of a swirl of colors. This wall is taking up my entire screen and is getting in the way. In this swirl of colors I can see every color except for black. I can't figure out a way to solve this on my own, so I call Eamon over to help. "Eamon, come over here I need your help man" I say. He then comes over. "Dude, I can't figure out how to get this wall off of my screen" I tell him. "Oh yeah, this wall. I hate this thing. I was dealing with the same problem on my computer as well. The colors on it suck too and it's way too big.
Suddenly, as he's working to get the wall off of my screen a picture of just my legs pops up on the screen. Wtf? "Woah, what the fuck?" I say in shock, "Not sure why that's there, that's a little embarrassing". I then look down at my legs in the dream and sure enough I am not. I cover myself in embarrassment because as for anyone, its a little awkward being naked or even half naked in school. Suddenly the dream transitions and now I find myself standing in a large fancy house watching a group of rich girls walk into their room. A voice is now narrating the dream as well. "Nobody knows it, but secretly these 5 girls are holding a meeting inside a room, discussing a plan to destroy the world" the male voice says. All of these girls are wearing white and blue dresses that have glitter and jewels on them. These dresses remind me of the dress that Elsa wore in the movie Frozen.

3. The entire squad and I are all inside of Patrick's house, the squad leader. Patrick's sister is also chilling with us as well. We are all just chilling and we all have vapes in our hands and are vaping alot. Even I have a vape(even though I don't own one in waking life yet) and I am chugging clouds with it. I look down at the vape in my hands and see that it is a box mod that has a silver body with a black atomizer and a blue flexible case around it. I fire it and blow some more clouds. Everyone then walks into the kitchen because we are hungry and we ask Emily for food, specifically bread. "Hey Emily do you have any bread?" Dylan asks. Immediately Emily gets angry and tells me to just buy donuts even though I didn't ask the question.
I then turn around and look around the house. I am now semi-lucid. I look outside into Patrick's driveway and I see his dad's red truck there. I look into the sky and see that it is overcast and it looks like it is about to rain. I stop a feel everything for a moment. It feels like it is early in the morning, around 7 or 8 o clock, and I can feel a coolness of the air even though I am inside.

I had gotten my hair done because it was New Year's Eve and I was going out with a friend. I walked into the ballroom and saw Betty White and my aunt, Laura (she's 86 and lives in another state) - she's been on my mind b/c I haven't seen her in a couple of years and I'm going to go this summer at the very latest - I went to Laura, hugged her and asked her what she was doing there. Then, I saw Mom, started to cry fairly hard as I was walking to her because I knew I was dreaming b/c I've been RCing with my parents and my sisters. I woke up before I got to her...and was so disappointed b/c I want to see my parents (who have both passed away in the last few years) in my LDs, I tried to lie still and go back into the dream but I moved and couldn't go back to sleep right away. All three ladies were in floor length gowns and all three looked very pretty. In WL, my mother died three Christmases (two days before) ago and she died from cancer and weighed 90 lbs. and was frail and in pain when she died so I have these horrible memories and I can't hardly remember all the good years - I totally enjoyed my parents. So, even if it was for just a short second, she looked beautiful and healthy and I'm grateful to have seen that.

I dropped from an average of 2 dreams per night to 1. And it's really irritating because I'm able to easily recall another one but by the time I started writing it in my dream journal I forget about it.

The school and game system

It started in my current school. I was going to go outside to take a bus ride home when there I found out there were no buses I could take. So I had to take an alternate bus route home. Though, the bus stop I was heading to was the on the street of my old school. I remember the giant field behind it. Also, the school changed to the structure and ground of my old school as well. There was a giant part of the school missing though. Along with this, there was a giant building in front of the school. A large fishing pole was cast from the top of it, and at the end of it was a gaming system of mine. I really wanted it back, but decided to give up on it. So I went to this other bus stop and there were some other students there as well. I waited for a couple of seconds when a bunch of doctor like people with face masks came out of the school. And along with this, a sudden crowd of students were spread out across the entrance. The surgeons, I'll call them, said they needed to bring everyone back to the school for some tests. When we went back inside, the area appeared to be a train station platform. I was walking around and may have been doing some other things but appeared on the screen of a computer. I was literally in the screen of the computer. I was reading some things about me, which I forget, while walking up. I finally reached the top of the browser. I asked the owner, who was one of the surgeons, if I could go to this tab which had this title which was school building or something like that. He accepted and I went in only to find myself in a hallway. It was all empty. I walked across and this is where my memory really becomes hazy. I was either becoming a pawn which had to overcome challenges from monsters that came from the game system I was talking about earlier, or I just had to do something. Either way, a monster spawned across the way. If anyone is familiar with the Monster Hunter series, it was the mixture of Rathian and Yian Kut-ku which had no skin, similar to the colossal titan from Attack on Titan, and was a sub species called Omega Rathian. Only it was very undersized, reaching to about my chest in comparison. I didn't have any weapons to fight it so I went around and ran away. Some DC's appeared and tried helping me escape. At the end of the hallway I made a turn left into a door and turned left again into the top of these stairs. But the monster made it through and was coming towards me to do a tail flip, similar to the ones Yian Kut-ku does in the games. It very easily missed me though and the scene changed back outside the school. I had the game system I wanted earlier. I was watching some DC friends go on a bus which was on the bus stop I didn't want to go to earlier. I then walked along the street to the bus stop I needed to head to. When I reached the other side of the street from it, a GUI popped up in my vision saying information about the bus that was coming. At the bottom of it, it said "the place to find shy girls!" Ah, so this is the nonsense that dreams can demonstrate. I knew nothing before this . The bus then came and I head on my way home.

Dream 2

I don't recall what happened during non lucidity but something happened that made me lucid.
After that I became Lucid and started walking around a huge facility where there were military figures.But I didn't want to be there so I went somewhere else and started thinking about the book I was reading "The Diary Of Anne Frank". I started thinking about the place they were hiding in, how many people must have died, and became scared i might connect with something demonic. (I doubt demons can read minds unless they go inside of you though...That would be pretty unfair.) Its one of my fears anyways so i started thinking about it and suddenly I walk up to a metal silver door that has a small rectangular opening to the side of the door. I try looking through it a bit and see nothing but darkness and can feel the presence of something dreadful inside. I get scared and decided to move away from the door when suddenly I appear on a bed in a room.

To my surprise when I sit up there is a head of a girl attached to my stomach. I slide off and try to get the head off me but than I feel an intense pain in my stomach that makes me bend over. It hurts me too much even if its a dream. Its like having an intense period pain but in my stomach which is the best way I can describe it. I try to get my mind off it but than it feels like someone is stabbing me with full pressure into my stomach. I pray a little thinking about how I may have made a mistake in my way of thinking and wake up just after mentioning something bad about the dream.

After waking up I thought about the dream a bit and wanted to overcome the fear that I had. I wanted to see the good side to the story. After all the girl and family didn't seem like a horrible family in the diary. They sounded like normal people.

Dream 3

I was non lucid inside a school cafeteria with little kids watching them. One of them asked me if i wanted the silver chocolate coins I had. I said she could have it but when she opened it to our surprise it was empty. I walked to another nearby table after that and saw a little girl laying down on the table. I told her to get off the table but than she started looking more and more attached to the table as she laughed with the other kids.

After that I started thinking of how I wanted to see Dawn and appeared in a pretty looking wooden house. I began climbing up the steps thinking about him and began to glow really bright with white light surrounding me. I than started looking more like Dawn as I walked up the steps and had a long sword to my left side. I held onto the sword and began thinking about how good i was doing that I wasn't letting my fear of demons get to me. When i reached the top I saw a huge caterpillar type of monster flying in the air. I was thinking of how crazy it would be if it was a parasite but wasn't willing to fight it.

I backed up in the room I was now in and looked as a black/yellow caterpillar type thing flew in from above and started to swallow or grab onto the other green caterpillar. I was intrigued by the situation but than I appeared near a school [Maybe the recess spot or back of the school] in the snow not lucid. There were kids and parents who had finished exiting the school and were having fun playing in the snow. After I was looking around I decided to rush home through the snow because I didn't want to waste time just looking around since there was nothing for me to do there.

But too quickly I appeared inside my older brother's room with my cousin. She turned the t.v. on and I told her to turn it off because I wanted to watch my show on the laptop. Than after i turned around I appeared inside my parent's bedroom sitting in front of the t.v.There were people dancing on the t.v. and I thought it was Family Ties cast dancing on it. I saw the volume go down and turned to see my cousin. I got mad at her and told her to put it back up. She put it back up, reluctant at first and than everything in the dream disappeared but a old looking somewhat burnt paper popped up.

I realized I was in a dream than and was about to wake up but took the time to read the red sentence on the old looking paper. It said something about finding Wifely's thin cloth. I kept guessing for a bit and when I was satisfied I woke up.

Now that I think of it I probably woke up because i thought it was the end of the dream but I could have probably changed it. Oh well, it was the last dream so it probably wouldn't have lasted long. I also felt a reassuring feeling because I didn't let my fears get to me in this dream. Since

Raphael from TMNT has a pet pigeon with great intelligence. He is out walking on the streets of New York with the pigeon in a cage, precariously balancing on his shell. Now before they had left Donatello had put a bird cage on Raph's to mess with him and to maybe get him to shut up when he was complaining back at the layer from being bored. Raph was annoyed but for some reason never took the cage off his head. He did continue to complain about being bored because of there being no trouble in the city. The pigeon chirped or whatever in response, making subtitles pop up saying its response. " ....... ... is over zaless [or zailence or some word with a zay sound in the beginning]"

"I know what you mean." Raph responded.

I watched as they walked around the corner, Raphael continued talking. "You see that melon on the corner it could've been a .......... POW!"

He repeated that sentence but ended it with a SPLAT instead.

I wish I had more hands so I could give this dry spell more than two middle fingers at a time.

The dream started off with me in my backyard doing random things and became lucid. I might have actually become lucid because I saw a small Chinese girl wearing a school uniform and walking across the surface lake behind my house. I also remember observing the dream sign of everything being foggy/overcast and all of the plants were very green/lush.

I saw her getting closer and for some reason thought that they were a threat. There was a big boulder of pink granite with white quartz crystals growing out of it in the garden in my yard. I thought I could earthbend it at them. I could not.

They came closer and asked me what I was doing. I thought of three questions for her. I asked her the first two questions but I cannot remember what I was asking her or what she answered with.

I remember the third question was pertaining to finding Jack.

"So I'm trying to find Jack? Do you know where he is?"

"Jack?! He's really hot! We should get naked!"

"Nah, let's save that one for when we're doing the Task of the Month." (What?)

I told them I wasn't interested, but they were free to do what they wanted. They started to take off her schoolgirl uniform when I noticed they had a little hanging surprise in their skirt. I pointed it out to her and they got really embarrassed and changed their mind about getting naked.

...

For one reason or another she got very mad started attacking me she tried to kick me but I blocked. They tried to move in and attack, but I flipped her over. I saw that they had changed into a little boy wearing a martial arts uniform and a black belt.

They continued attacking and getting more and more angry. I remember them using this weird spinning kick in the air and I grabbed the person's leg and pushed them back into the wall of my house. They tried one more time running straight at me then jumped in the air and did a flip trying to kick me from directly on top. I stepped out of the way and pushed them causing them to fall over.

(Word of advice, It doesn't matter how good of a martial artist you are, you're probably not going to beat a lucid dreamer.)

In the end, the DC was laying on the ground, appearing as a different boy now. They asked me why I wasn't hitting them back. I told them it was because they were a little kid (12-13ish) and I got a bad feeling from hurting children. I think I started helping them up when the dream ended.

-WBTB-

I was on Skype. My profile picture was set to the picture that DawnEye11 drew of me and Manei. My friend messaged me asking me who Manei was. (Funny I thought he already knew.) I told him to just forget it and I would change the picture.

I started looking through pictures I could use. I remember finding this one similar to my avatar picture but the left arm was robotic and made of a bluish shiny metal. The character had this really creepy smile and the lighting looked off. I thought it looked cool but couldn't remember when I drew it. When I tried to set it as my profile picture some kind of error came up.

-WBTB-

False awakening. I am a young kid (10ish). It is Christmas morning. I run downstairs to see what I got. I remember getting a giant Lego Star Wars Clone Trooper figurine that was about two feet tall. My cousin asked me if she was getting a [some gibberish item] from me. I told her I didn't know.

...

I am in the soccer field outside my old middle school. There is a bunch of playground equipment in the field. I decided I wanted to go on the swings because I always enjoyed going on the swings as a kid. I saw an empty swing-set with big yellow swings on the edge of the playground.

I also made some comment about the children playing while walking over there.

The swings suddenly filled up with people, but there was still one empty one on the end. I got on and started swinging. Another kid asked me why I was on the swings and thought that I might be too old for it. I told him how I always liked to jump off the swing and pretend that I was flying, ever since I was little.

I then jumped off the swing but to my surprise I just floated there above the playground. Lucidity hit me like a truck. I remembered my goal was to find Jack. I figured I could find him by air a lot faster. I took control of my flying, fire jets on. I was only projecting them out of my feet though. I flew a circle around the playground, gaining some altitude and speed.

"Woah! Look at that!"

"He's flying!"

"How is he doing that?"

I remember this big tree that is actually outside my middle school IWL. I flew through some of the branches. I figured I could fly to my house and manifest him there. I remember thinking to myself that I have never flown to a destination before. (Don't know what kind of broken logic that is, I flew to the moon last week.)

When I pulled above the hill to see my neighborhood I saw that it had been replaced with a trailer park and a couple of these weird round glass towers with all of these levels covered in different plant species. Beyond that was a mountain.

I picked up speed and flew up the side of the mountain. The plants began to morph into tropical plants and the sky went from orange to blue. I saw the left side of my vision change to a beach. I thought that this might be a good place to go.

I did a roll to the left and went in lower over the water. I thought I recognized the shape of the beach as being similar to that around the beach resort my family goes to every year. I expected it to show up, but when I got closer I saw that there was just a wooden house there. Nope. I went really low over the water and started running/sliding across the surface.

I jumped back into the air and did a flip and started flying again. This destabilized the dream a bit too much. I remember looking at the sun and saying stabilize the dream. I remember seeing some seagulls coming from that direction too. They flew alongside me. I for some reason had the irrational fear that they would poop on me though.

I saw that I was now flying over an archipelago of tropical islands. I had like eagle vision and it zoomed in and I could see Manei on the end of a peninsula off one of the islands about a mile away. I broke away from the seagulls and pulled in low over the island. I landed and started sliding across the road, still using fire to propel me.

There was a small concrete bridge and I saw a person driving a jeep coming right at me. The beeped and started to swerve off the road. I pushed flames to the side and avoided him.

"Sorry! Sorry..."

I was getting close now, I could see Manei standing there wearing a long blue cloak. Someone else was with her. But as I started to get closer they started walking down the side of the peninsula. I remember getting to where she was standing and looking down. I could see her and two other DCs making their way down the rocks into the ocean. There was also a grove of these bamboo like trees in the water nearby.

I started to follow her, but I lost her somehow and almost fell into the water. The water with all the bamboo trees looked mucky like a swamp. I didn't want to go in it, and I stopped myself above the surface and started hovering. I wanted to fly back up to see if I could find Manei again.

I tried to fly up but for some reason went backwards into the bamboo trees forest. Nuts! Not buggy flying again. I floated gently forward back to the peninsula. I stuck my hands in some sand and looked at the sun agian.

"Stabilize dream."

I picked up some clarity and tried to fly up, but I just ended up shooting backwards into the bamboo tree forest agian. The back of my head hit a tree. The tree (though it was only about three inches thick) broke and it hurt the back of my head really bad.

Spoiler for Profane:

"ASS TITS! I FUCKING HATE IT WHEN THIS HAPPENS!!!" (When I try to fly up but end up shooting backwards. This has happened at least twice before tonight.)

I was now thoroughly lost in the bamboo tree forest. It felt like the forest was swallowing me up. I started to hear some frogs peeping. I grabbed onto a tree and I knew the dream was ending. I grabbed onto one of the bamboo trees and told myself it was time to DEILD.

I saw my vision go to a bunch of concentric blurry colored boxes. A computer loading bar appeared in white. It said DEILD was loading. It was filling up really slowly, and when it got about 1/3rd of the way I woke up.