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Well, I went to the concert in real life of this band I dream about a lot for some reason. I actually did stand outside for the soundcheck, like I dreamt, and my friends & I got to smoke a cigarette with them and chat with them a bit. Pretty cool. Nothing else came true though.

I dreamt after the concert that I was talking to the nicest one (he was so nice! the other guys weren't as nice) on Facebook chat, and he told me "well, it seems that you're becoming quite popular." Later on in the dream, I was with someone who was disguising themselves as my aunt who was trying to throw a bottle of drool she has collected from dead dogs onto me. I overcame her and sprayed her with the water hose. This is interesting because my childhood dogs who lived with her had recently passed away. I rarely have dreams with such symbolism.

Few nights ago, I dreamt that I was in the mall I dream about, playing a bass guitar and I got everyone singing along with me and cheering.

Last night, I had gotten arrested for smoking a joint. I was behind a bush, thinking I was hidden. I had to stay in jail for a week. This was a great opportunity to understand time in dreams, because I had lived through an entire day in this dream, and this rarely happens to me. It felt as long as an entire day. I ended up being able to hang out doing things and nobody made me stay in the jail. I went and got my nails done, which I never do, and the woman was completely confused and doing a terrible job.

Anyway, later on, I went to the store, and David Bowie had covered the band's song that I really like. I remember searching it on the internet on my cellphone to see if they had actually written the song, since artists used to do that a lot, play different versions of the same song. I don't even like David Bowie.

Interesting side note, I had two visions of fleeting images, and within four days, both of them appeared to me as scenes in two series I watch. One was slightly different, but the first one was nearly exactly the same. Very cool!

Also, I find it funny how the guy I dream about, when I met him, his personality was extremely similar. Very quiet and pensive. Total opposite of me. Lol.

I was in some sort of field, may have have been a rice field but ya never know. There was a river and a bridge, on one side there were a bunch of men. They were all colour coded either pink or blue. On the other side of the bridge there was a tree with children sitting around it. The men would come over and pick up the children and stab them, there was tonnes of blood and gore.. it was pretty fucked up. The colour of the man would determine where he would stab the child to kill it, if he was blue colour coded, he would stab them in the back and the pink would stab them in the neck. Once they were done killing them they would put a rope around their neck and hang them on the tree. By the end of the dream the tree was full of hanging children. I woke up.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Day 7 SSILD - Pretty much nothing, was super tired and couldn't finish the cycles.

Dream 1 - Spider Bath
I'm at a my close friend Sam's house, me and him are talking about a game that reminds me of Tekken. I'm lying in a white bathtub as we talk, it has a slide window over the top with lots of cobwebs on the inside (so pretty much several inches from my face). I start noticing more and more that there seems to spiders of all sorts of colours, in retrospect they looked quite incredible and beautiful. In the conversation I'm having, we're talking about how I wreck at it, and the only way that my other friend Matt ever beats me is if he uses the spider character or something. I continue to keep noticing the presence of spiders until it starts making me a bit paranoid, I feel like maybe one of them will fall on me, 'what if they're poisonous' I think to myself. I feel like I absolutely have to get out now, I just felt that they were too close for comfort. At this point I get a bit frantic, reaching behind me for the edge of the window, trying to slide it open, I shimmy myself out through the small opening I've made in growing fear of the spiders. Once I'm up I give myself a shake and pat down, jumping up and kicking my legs. I feel a bit better now, and then wake up.

Note: This was probably caused by me opening my window at night because it's been too hot lately, and I always get a bit paranoid about spiders crawling over me, even though I don't usually mind them and there aren't any poisonous spiders where I live.

Dream Fragment: Prior to the next dream and possibly a part of it, I remember either dreaming or thinking about an anime show I've seen before where the main character is looking for a club to join. He goes around and trials them out, doing boxing, karate, etc.

Dream 2 - Tree School and School Fight
I decide to join a group which turns out to be a sort of school. This 'school' is inside a giant tree where students go to learn and take part in whatever it is that interests them (maybe 100-200 people). I seem to have joined really late into the year or something, and everyone already has cliques and groups, this makes me a bit of a social reject for some reason. Haziness ensues until I am in a queue, maybe in a cafeteria or dining hall, and the person in front of me is from my university class (he's got dreadlocks and is pretty much a tool), and in the dream he's like 7ft which is much bigger than he actually is IWL. We seem to talk a bit and everything is alright, he smiles and we're on good terms now, then he walks off. Haziness ensues again, and now it seems there's a school gathering outside on a deck built on one of the large trees branches. As I'm walking along a branch about half a metre wide, I glance back at the tree to see my old flat mate through a window in the tree, sitting at a desk in his room playing games. I continue until I reach the deck and sit on seat (like one of those ones in parks), there's a guy on the other side who smirks and says "oh god" as I sit down. I can tell that it's because of my 'social reject' status in the school at the moment. Next thing I know I notice three guys approaching behind me, they're looking to be bullies. The leader starts talking to me, trying to act really cool, he says something like "no one knows you or likes you" to which I respond "oh that's a shame, my name is A-A-Al-Alex". I seem to have formed a stutter. "A-A-Al-Alex" he repeats mockingly, "it's called a stutter, some people have them" I reply, I don't feel bothered by anything he's doing or saying yet, but I seem to think he's a bit stupid. We seem to be standing and facing each other a few metres apart now, there's a few people at the side too. He cracks a joke at me and everyone laughs. "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" I shout at the top of my lungs, everyone is startled suddenly and the guy in front of me looks at me in confusion and fright. I dash towards him within a sec of shouting, I punch his throat, followed by two punches to his face. He's on the ground, I jump on him and start brutally beating him. I stop after about 10 seconds thinking that I don't want to go too far, I only wanted to teach him a lesson. Everyone else was too scared to step in and help him or break up the fight. Fast forwarding to the principals office, I make my excuse as "I don't take **** from bullies. It's better to take him down than let him torment me". I don't remember much after this but my feeling was that he let me off with a warning and the other guy had an insane black eye.

Well, this is my first time starting a dream journal, so we'll see how it goes. I'm brand new to this (registered yesterday morning), hopefully this will increase my recall! Oddly, I remembered a couple dreams last night, I think.

1. Just vague images/feelings- excitement of some kind, strange, adventure, enthusiasm?

2. Partially remembered some major points, not full dream- I was trying to get ready to go somewhere and dropped all my stuff on the stairs. Also remember depression, high school graduation article online or in the paper, I had been sick but was recovering, had to make up extra classes, embarrassment, anger at being singled out in the article like that. Had to get ready to go for some kind of an event, had to move the stairs (?), found chocolate (mini Hersye bars- single squares) mostly dark chocolate but one milk that was still unopened, and numerous wrappers. Also found other stuff but don't remember what or how it got there. Nervousness for some reason. Lots of index cards fell.

3. With Ris (my boyfriend), secret agent at a secret organization. Went to some kind of strange event (unclear, only thing I remember about it was Aphrodite was mentioned by a girl as having knocked into a guy and he wasn't affected by something so she was suspicious). Most people on the right side of the area, Ris and I half reclining on the left side. I was trying to figure out/prove who did something (pressed a button of a flashy light (computer monitor power button it looked like, 3 lights in a row- like on my laptop) went behind to press it and there were wheelchair marks/tracks? Ris kind of helped me figure it out (and maybe someone else too- woman?) Subplot was Ris accidentally? set a fire at a fire station and killed some people in it. Reality ended up being Peter (his dad) was trapped in there by evil men for a long time, something about he got a kidney transplant, maybe from Ris? He felt awful, turns out wasn't really his fault and either no one died or just bad guy(s). At the end of the dream, he became a secret agent with the secret organization with me. Others were standing around and one injured man lying half propped up. Black lab standing over the injured man and nuzzled him. Think I remember some sort of a helicopter?

Dreams 2 and 3 could be the same dream/related. Unsure of this. I had forgotten a number of (half?) plot points/details from the second dream, but remembered more of the third one. But remembering as much as I did is definitely an improvement from previous nights! Hopefully that trend continues..

I was peeing in my bathroom. I was so happy to be relieving myself when I suddenly realized that I actually wasn't relieving myself because I was dreaming. I was irritated because I had to pee really bad.

Me and some people I know...L, K, and another chick are all staying at my house. L and the other girl are in the bathroom having fun , so I have to use my parent's bathroom. The bathroom was way different and fancier than their bathroom IWL. As I was peeing, I thought it was strange how I was in my parent's bathroom. I asked myself if I was dreaming but I was pretty certain I was awake. I did the nose plug RC and I could still breathe! I literally jumped back in shock and let out a little yell. I forced myself to calm down so I wouldn't wake up. I remembered that I was wondering if all my RC's actually worked, so I looked at my hands and sure enough, there were two fingers for every one finger I should have. I also tried the finger through the palm RC and that worked as well, just as I imagined IWL. It was really weird seeing my finger go through my palm. When I looked in the mirror, my mom's face was floating behind me but when I looked back, she wasn't there. This sort of freaked me out a bit. I remembered I wanted to try and fly so I left the bathroom and turned right, and I was in my front yard. I remember hearing that shadows don't appear in LD's and when I look I notice there are shadows. I try different techniques to fly, all of which don't work. Then I remember that Sensei once use a red bull to fly. I checked my pockets and this time it was actually there! Accept it was in a Brisk bottle and was blue. I opened it and took a sip. I ran down the street while jumping, hoping that will help me to fly.

A DC comes behind me and asks for the drink.(maybe it was a red bull before and only now just changed to a Brisk but I'm not sure) It was also ice cold. I say no and run down the street.The DC comes after me and suddenly he had buddies with him. They all surround me. They say I can stay Lucid if I give it to them. (they were going to beat me up until I woke up if I didn't) I gave it to them because I didn't want to lose lucidity. One of the DC's try to touch me under the armpit. I somehow know that would wake me up so I move away. I then grab the drink and run. They chase after me and I think I'm done for, so I do the only thing that comes to my mind. I pour some of the drink out. Immediately they stop coming towards me and I can tell they got a little weaker. I then proceed to pour the rest out before they can get to me. They all freeze on the sport n the middle of the road. A couple cars drive by and crash into them making them shatter. I go back to my yard and start climbing a tree, hoping that if I jump off it will be easier to fly. As I climb, the dream gets brighter and brighter until all I see is a very bright light. I try to hold onto the dream but I end up losing in the end andwake up. (I wish I would've remembered the DEILD technique. Maybe I could've gone back into the dream.

I was in a tent in a foggy and dark forest with someone else. Something came up to the doorway of the tent and my friend started freaking out. Then I was at my high school and I just knew I was dreaming. I said, "Clarity now. " and everything came into focus. I was talking with a bunch of girls and guys and they all go to my school IWL. I tell them to tell me about the dream the next day IWL if they are actually in the dream too. I felt weird about this because I personal don't think shared dreaming is possible, because so far I haven't heard any evidence that it is real. I know I should be practicing flying but I can't drag myself away from the girls. I kept on flirting with this one chick, though I can't remember who it was. I thought I wasn't dreaming anymore because I had woken up (I just left the building and went outside) and I started to run home. It was storming. Then I was in a golf cart driving to school. I tried to park on the track in the gym. My friend C got on the back of the cart for a ride. I found the people in my dream and asked if they remembered it...but I woke up before they could reply.

There is a zombie Apacolypse. To survive, I have to keep on moving to different places. There were schools to teach you to survive. For some reason, I still had to go to regular school as well. One of the instructors at a school got mad and got on a motorcycle (maybe an RV...can't remember) and fly away on it. (literally flew) I was with two friends and we were in a run down town type thing. I stepped inside a building and went to the bathroom. Three people were having a threesome in a stall and I thought that I had found an Easter egg in a video game. Immediately I became lucid and went behind one of the girls and grabbed her *cough*. It continued for a little bit but I was walking away and doing something else. I can't remember what else I did though, and that wasn't already written down. I woke up back at my camp. Me and a friend had to walk the perimeter of the fence. I for some reason had the thought that I'd had this dream before and I knew what was going to happen. A zombie was cut in half but part of him was inside the fence. He caught me and bit me but no one seemed to care. I was thinking I was dying but I saw people setting up a finish line for races. I then immediately realized I was fine and I got up and walked over. The winner of the races would win 100,000 dollars.

I took some benadryl and went to bed at 10 and woke at 4.

Setting up at camp
I'm at the camping site with my four "big kids". I'm working on getting our tent set up, and they're just racing around chasing each other. Even though our site is within sight of the lake, I'm not worried about the kids falling in: I've used a personal family shield, so all of the kids are invulnerable for about the next hour. I can see the fields when I look at the kids, since I know what to look for, but other people probably wouldn't notice anything.

I had trouble getting back to sleep and eventually took a shower. I returned to bed at 5 and woke up around 7.


Skiing
I'm on a ski slope with a couple of other guys. I ride a ski lift, but I think it's pretty odd that this lift faces backwards instead of forwards. Now I'm at the top with my friends. We choose a trail and start to ski down it. I hear a rumble and realize that it's probably an avalanche starting. We speed up trying to get to the bottom before the avalanche catches us. To my right, at the edge of the trail, I see a roundish depression that looks like a luge path. I jump in on my stomach, head first, and try to slide down faster that way. I end up going pretty fast, but the path isn't as straight as I'd like, and it sometimes takes me around the maintain instead of down it. Sometimes I pass through some very narrow tunnels and get worried that this was a bad idea. Eventually I find myself standing by a road at the bottom of the mountain. I've escaped the avalanche, but now I'm cold, wet, and lost. I walk along the road looking for some kind of help and eventually come to what looks like a large barn. The people inside see me and come out to help me. Now I'm in the barn. My clothes have been changed and I'm warm. They lead me to a table where I have a seat and find my friends. They're overjoyed to see me, having thought me lost in the avalanche.


London
I'm in London, on a cobblestone road on a fairly steep hill. My surroundings seem to be some kind of cross between Victorian and modern times. Off one edge I can see a large bay with a boat in it. Another smaller boat goes past closer to the hill. This one is long and thin and has a guy at the back using a couple of long whips. At first I think he's whipping the animals that power the paddle wheels, but as I look more closely I realize he's whipping the boat itself. Weird. Now some strange devices past the guard rail start shooting water into the air. I'm pretty confused about this and ask someone nearby what they're doing. He doesn't answer in words but just points past the top of the hill. I look and see more water along with a large ship coming in. This one is huge, much larger than the first one I saw. I realize this is the queen's own ship, and they like to have it come in mysteriously. There's a huge bank of fog, and I realize the strange water-shooting devices must be making the fog bank. As I look more closely I realize that the huge ship has some huge wheels just barely sticking out of the fog. I realize the ship is moving much too quickly and smoothly for going through the water, so those wheels must be running on reals that are hidden beneath the fog.

I realized my mom took a position on the queen's ship, and I decide to see her. Now I'm on board the ship in a large room with a counter. I ask the person behind the counter where I can find Mom, and she directs me.

Now I'm down the hill a bit talking to some people. Somehow Ben C ends up coming up in conversation. I decide to try to find him and ask where he lives. Someone points up a road and says he lives at twenty-five M??? street. I thank him and start heading that way. Now I'm driving up the road. It's got a totally different name from what the man had said, and the numbers are much too large (I think I pass 399)- no twenties around here. I turn around and go back thinking that maybe I'd missed it. I find an auto repair place at number twenty-four and assume that Ben must live somewhere close by. I go in and ask the woman in the office where number twenty-five is. She asks why I want to know and I tell her I'm looking for Ben. She calls over a teenaged boy, then all three of us head around back. She leads us to a large telephone booth sitting in the middle of a field, then pushes a button on the back of the phone booth and causes some strange doors to open. The boy gets in and gestures for me to follow. I get in with him, the doors close, and we start to move. Space inside is rather cramped, and I end up putting my arm over his shoulders. I'm almost giddy - I can't believe I'm riding in a phone booth through a secret passage! We make small talk as it moves along. Eventually the doors open up and we get out.

Now I'm putting my pants back on - it seems my pants earlier were wet and they dried them for me. I'm in something like a breakfast nook off of a kitchen. After I get them on and buttoned, I think they feel odd and wonder if I get the wrong ones, maybe the girl's that I see nearby. I think that they can't be a girls', since the button and zipper flap are facing to the right, but when I look more closely I realize that it is in fact a denim skirt and not pants at all! She must have my pants on.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1: I am creating virtual cities and buying/selling people and accessories. The people / accessories can gain or lose value depending on their interactions with everything else in the simulation.

Dream 2: I am driving on a freeway with my dad and I am unable to negotiate turns. I am not drunk or on drugs but every time I need to make even the slightest turn I veer into other lanes or off the road. Miraculously I do not run into any other cars even thought the freeway is packed. I finally pull off the road and we go into a bar/diner. People in the place have large bags of weed.

Dream 3: Picking up my brother from an airport. Not sure where we are - perhaps Vietnam. It begins to snow and I am terrified of driving in the snow / ice but my brother's wife makes me. There are strange trains going all throughout the city and they frequently hit cars - but this is acceptable.

00:00 Monday 2014-10-13 multi-epic non-lucids, long night of dreams

Set alarm for 04:45 to take galantamine and cholines

00:19 bedtime, 30 drops wormwood tincture 1 1 hour before bed

Probably too much wormwood. Took it in a shot glass filled with water and the drops and it still was unbelievably bitter, like drinking not a diluted but pure essence of bitterness, like the water had no diluting effect at all. I had to take several more drinks of water to get the taste somewhat washed down.

In bed even though I'm tired I feel a very unpleasant racing and somewhat laboring heart sensation, not at all pleasant, decide to swear off wormwood altogether. But with the awesome resulting night, I'm not so sure... maybe once a month, and certainly less than 30 drops.

Major day residue: watched a documentary on the porn industry and this dominated (haha) the dreams all night long. Think I've made a discovery here....

~ 03:30 - wake with a number of wild dreams recalled, not sure which ones were now and which ones were at 4:45 alarm

04:45 alarm
recall, take 2 x 4mg GalantaMind, 1x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 1x 300mg choline bitartrate
hard to get back to sleep, there is just NO drowsiness to sink into. Keep doing reverse counts. Vivid distracting HI (usual for G+Ch for me), but somewhere around 1-2 hours I do fall asleep, yay

(distributed somehow between 04:45 wakings)

+(f) playing Oolite, shooting enemy space ships with my military laser, zap zap zap!

+ chase the kid down the hill, at the bottom: pirate ship?
I"m overlooking a deep steep mountain valley, there is a road winding along the edge of the cliff on the left down far into the distance, I'm planning on jumping/gliding down to a far point on that path far in the distance, a group of kids is coming along with me, I jump off but one of the kids doesn't make it and lands too early on the steep cliff/hill and starts sliding down, I have to follow to save him/her, I start flying at high speed down the hill, searching for the kid trying to find him/her before he/she smashes into the bottom, other people are also sliding down the hill, I go really fast and reach the bottom and turn around and look up to try to see the kid still coming down but I never find him. I enter a room and talk to a guy about (a pirate ship?) sailing a boat that sailed earlier or never went anywhere.

+ I'm trying to park in a no-parking area (construction zone?) at a dead-end leading in to a major street. There is a string quartet setting up outside preparing to play for donations. I stand to watch, holding on to a nearby yellow chain link fence. The quartet begins to play, and the fence I'm holding on to starts to move/vibrate wildly and is very noisy. I'm very apologetic about this and am trying to stop and quiet the fence but can't, it keeps getting louder and louder. Eventually the quartet stops playing and a musician comes over and shows me that the fence is automatic and is stuck on something in the way (my car?) and I see the fence mechanism trying to move. I move something out of the way.

+ trapped with 3 friends in a contract with a sadistic genie, who grants our wishes in a way that tortures and threatens to kill us. We're trying desperately to secretly find a way to cancel or otherwise annull this contract, but the Genie keeps finding us and returns after the weekend, try to hide in the bathroom using a urinal. At one point I enter a lobby by an elevator/stairway where a movie star is modelling in the public stairwell and somebody there (her agent?) comes out of a door and I think she can help us but the genie finds out and stops it. We have the weekend off in order to figure it out but the genie is coming again on Monday. Maybe we can refuse to pay? But if we refuse to pay they'll come to collect the money and kill us anyway. The genie calls and we don't answer it, I and a friend go in to the bathroom to hide, it's a large bathroom like in a business I'm looking around for a urinal and find a small weird one and start peeing into it, my friend is peeing in another one and the genie arrives and finds us and he's mad. At one point he's female.

One one point on this weekend I am pushing a push-broom cleaning a floor in a room with one of my friends. I look at the bottom of this broom and it is flat yellow plastic, the way it moves on the floor feels strange like it is floating. There is a disperse bunch of little yellow used-eraser droppings that we're trying to clean up. My friend's using a vacuum cleaner.

+ read a piece of crumpled paper that turns into browsing a list of NSFW pictures and pull up images on the computer

+ sitting in the aisle seat on a crowded bus, hot girls standing next to me pressing into me, I'm pressing back, girl with awesome boobs wearing a transparent white t-shirt and well-seen areaolas/nipples standing in front of me walks by me and my gaze is locked to her chest as she walks by me and stands right next to me, wow.


07:20

+ a massive theme park the most awesome in the world, the creators of all legos, there was a porn attraction, I'm trying to seduce the porn robot girl of the attraction, wearing a clingy white short sexy dress walking around a large central rectangular (oblisk? aquarium?). I'm grabbing and trying to get it on with this robot and then the scene switches:

I'm sitting backwards (face towards the back/top, back towards the bottom/front) on the left aisle of a large (movie?) auditorium. There are a fair number of (guys) sitting in the auditorium. Jim from The Office is in the rear-aisle behind the top row, I see him and imagine he could see me. Dwight from The Office is in a side auditorium, much smaller to my right, I'm sitting in between them and can see into both. I have my laptop and am considering NSFW activities, but the guys sitting in the auditorium to my left keep glancing my way. I know that Jim knows me and I don't want him to see me doing this. In the 2nd theater to my right there is a guy guy apparently shaving in the front row and the screen shows him, his face is light as by a smart phone or a flashlight, the picture of his lit face and him shaving is duplicated on the large screen in that theater.

+ Porn tryouts. Driving/flying up a steep street with wife, she is not into the whole doing a porn production idea with me she is really against it, she says the girl must be a good one/pretty. Next we're we're walking in a porn studio (a big, high volume one) and head towards the back walking down a long hallway with the slimey/sleazy owner, there are filming rooms with doors that lock he wants to lead us into one on the right I refuse to go in there not knowing if they'll lock the doors and if we'll be able to get out or not we could be trapped in there. I walk back along the hallway myself , I enter a busy offices area where they are doing porn casting calls, "prospect number 10, go to (some room)" is called over a loudspeaker. There are lots of applicants and employees.

I enter a small room to observe an interview, there is one porn director guy there on the left and a girl on a couch to the right, she has red hair and is pretty but a bit ditzy, she indicates to the director by making a leading gesture with her hand (a "keep going" looping gesture) that he should simulate initiating a phone call so she can enter her prepared dialogue. She talks about her ability to do "flipping" (or she's "a flipper") several times. She acts out receiving a phone call, she's very hyper. She's "a flipper", she can "change" (her behavior) in an instant. She then crawls slowly over to the director, takes out his schlong from his pants and gives him a sexy slow BJ, he says "I really like you" and indicates his approval by pointing to his big hard (ahem), he indicates she's done well, she seems to shrink a bit in size and is not so pretty and looks really crazy, she is leaving the room and asks in a neurotic way, "Are you going to call me for a scene this week? " He says he has to finish doing his evaluations. All through this scene I'm nervously glancing at the window in the door to see if my wife is looking in.

10:30

+ (semi) chase and kill the villain,
Confronting the evil mad scientist who stole something from my best friend MR, I am sad at first but then I get mad and think "THIS IS *MY* DREAM, I'LL GET HIM!" and fly up into the air and go searching for him, and I will punish him. I will myself to fly at very high speed, and do end up moving really fast, I'm flying through a really large high ceilinged indoor space, sort of like a convention center with lots of hallways. I do a "scan" skill to try to find him, I have a vague sense of people/objects. I break through a large opaque window, I think about phasing through at first but I decide to break it. I go outside, then hide at the top of really tall doors about 20-30 feet up from the ground, I'm waiting for him to emerge from his evil laboratory. I will demolish/smash/kill him. He eventually saw me and said something complaining about his fate. I think I've got him then I'm kissing a girl and she has a long pink thing tube butterfly tongue that comes into my mouth. I want to kiss normally.

+ master class presentation on my instrument, I'm going to play for the class. There's a younger student of my instrument there, and I'm speaking with (his teacher?) who is asking me about my instrument, we're talking about the cost and so forth, I say mine cost $6000 many years ago for a near-professional level instrument from <the maker>, he says that today it costs $50,000. I think there's no way I could afford a new instrument if this one I have fails.

I'm trying to assemble my instrument but some pieces do not fit together correctly. I try again and again but the fit it not quite right, it's too loose. I then realize that there are the pieces of about 3 instruments there on the ground, and I'm trying to put together pieces from different instruments, not just mine. One of the pieces has a strangely ornamented series of high E,F,G (and H?!) keys that I know is not from mine, it turns out it from the Principal player of the San Francisco Symphony who has appeared.

Next, I can't find my reed, I look for my reed case all over the place, I think about some reeds I have which are raw and not yet ready to play, if I play on those I will not have a good, mature sound, they will sound poor.

Next I can't find my music, I'm thinking what should I play, I decide to play the Mozart as that's always a good option. I look for the music and find some folders but it's not all there, I ask if anybody can play the piano accompanyment, the Principal (?) says he can, I wonder if I should just play the Weber instead. I think about playing the slow movement of the Mozart and impressing everybody with my awesome beautiful tone.

I begin playing some scales to impress everyone, and I make several bad notes/sounds, I'm really nervous. The organizers say we're running out of time and I think I'll just play the beginning part of Weber then.

My attention is drawn to the next room. There is a hot buxom blonde girl there, apparently topless, I see her nipples from a distance, she comes closer and turns around, I see that she is bottomless beneath a very short skirt, I see her butt, it has some marks/scabs on it in a sort of rainbow-shaped arc, her behind gets more scabby the longer I look but it's still hot. I want to catch up with her.

I walk down a path and think I see the blonde off to the right. I enter a side area and there's a young brunette there, sort of a guard? There's an outdoor vendor/store across some sort of flimsy fence, there are some soft drinks there and I want to grab a root beer. It's against the rules, but there's nobody in the store so I figure to grab one while the coast is clear. I sort of bend/stretch/fly? over the boundary to reach the bin and quickly draw myself back. Oops, I grabbed a Sprite by mistake. I go back and switch it for a Root Beer. I drink a bit? I kiss her? This however has alerted more of the green-garbed guards, they're going to write up a report. The one whom I'm with I think I've bribed no to care.

I am returning back on the path and am standing at a counter to accept my punishment. I can't afford to be locked away for a long time since I would miss the rest of the master class! I'm standing next to a sort of full garbage can with goop/something (red?) fluid oozing out of it and I stuff a small piece of garbage in there.

A detective with some assistants is coming up the path talking about finding the culprit and I think I'm going to get caught.

I re-enter the master class room and I've missed it, it's all done and people are putting things away and leaving. I couldn't find my instrument, it was gone. They said not to worry, though, that they listened to a recording of my playing in a concert and I had several really nice solos and the Principal complimented me on my beautiful tone, "really singing" and he said that it sounded like my instrument had some keys that didn't work right. I am now holding my instrument in my hands and I confirm that this is so, I'm thinking about the one key that works only due to the rubber band that is there now (true IWL).

This kid of no particular gender has just gotten a lift to a particular town, saying "Here's fine," to the person who gave them a ride. They walk into a diner. As they walk up to the counter I'm thinking how feminine they look, in contrast to some previous appearance. They know the waitress, and they greet her in a familiar way; the waitress looks them over but doesn't recognize them and asks if she should know them. They say no. They're happy that she didn't recognize them even after they sort of clued her in that she should.

As they leave the diner, they pass their father coming in. Their father doesn't recognize them either. He mistakes them for being part of some group of out-of-towners who are currently passing through, people he resents, and he complains about that to the waitress when he gets to the counter. The waitress asks if he knew that person leaving, he says no. The waitress says it looks like they knew him - they're still standing outside, looking through the window, staring at the back of his head right now.

Outside, the kid walks past a car. The two guys in the car say something to each other about how that person's too pretty for their own safety, and needs someone to ugly them up a bit - a threat.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man I'm meant to capture - I'm holding a small box which I'm meant to store him in. He's trying to convince me to turn against the people I'm working for, the Head Office. He mentions that they put him in a 7-color-prison - a shield of a particular 'color' prevents the power used by that 'color' from passing through; a 7-color-prison would normally be considered overkill. He mentions this as part of describing to me the cruel way he was treated by the Head Office, trying to convince me that they have to be stopped. But it has the opposite effect; I believe that if he was judged so dangerous as to require a 7-color-prison, I can't trust his words. I put him in the box. His sister was watching this whole thing, but although she's upset there's nothing she can do to stop me - she's an innocent, she's got no power of her own. I hand over the box to a guy from the Head Office who's waiting outside - he's new, young, and looks afraid of the box even as he takes it.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've walked into a bath house. This place belongs to a group that I think of with a word that at the time I believed meant the young men of the city protected by Apollo (but the word I actually used was 'lemures,' the restless dead). It's empty and unused, and there are exposed pipes that are turning black. As I look around, I think that this explains the abandoned building next door.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's this kid, high school age, who set out to change himself, improve himself somehow, and I - as a disembodied voice - am asking him what his goal had been when he'd started. He'd wanted to be able to take care of his aging father. He's lost track of that along the way.

The scene changes from a hill outdoors to a classroom - he's popular, admired. This is a recent development, one of the things he's changed about himself. But he doesn't seem happy with the people around him - he seems arrogant, he looks down on them. And he forgets to spend time with his father. I see him with his father at a small table - they joke around with each other and talk the way people who are close sometimes do, with so many in-jokes and understood references to past events that it's effectively their own language. His father doesn't mind that he's so busy. But the kid recognizes that he's lost track of his original goal, and he has to correct his course. He goes to the house that he's been using to change himself, a place that grants wishes of a sort.

Inside the house, which is a Victorian, old and mostly empty except for portraits on the walls, he's greeted by three men. The one who talks to him is short, maybe 5 feet at the most, plain, and with curly red hair. The men ask him to stay and eat and drink himself into a coma with them again. He refuses. They say it's better than the alternative, but let him go on up the stairs. Every time he's come here to change himself, he's had to go a little deeper into this house. The first time, eating and drinking with them was enough.

Upstairs, a creature with a helmet that hides its face and with long metal hooks for hands emerges from the wall. The kid's met this creature before too, and knows how to deal with it. There's a sequence where I see various creatures and people emerge from the wall one by one, and it's implied that the kid deals with each of them in turn, but there's no need to actually watch the process play out since this has all happened before, and how to deal with each one of them is already known. The last one to emerge from the wall is a dashing man, blonde, cheerful, sort of an Errol Flynn-type character, as if he's just stepped out of a swashbuckling flick. They've met before, and they talk for a bit. This man will go up the next set of stairs on the kid's behalf, and arrange for him to get his wish. Other people have done this for the kid before, a different person every time he's visited this place.

My point of view switches to follow the Errol Flynn-type at this point while the kid stays downstairs. In the room at the top of the stairs is a portrait of a little girl - the kid's met her before. The two of them talk, and she emerges from the portrait. Long straight dark hair, a long white dress, and pink satin slippers with rosebuds. She quickly drops the personality that the kid would have been familiar with, and the Errol Flynn-type winds up on the floor in front of her, kissing her feet - fear, not devotion. She states that she collects "shades of the Ampha Berra family" - she opens a panel in her dress, displaying many different shades of bloodstains on the fabric underneath. The Errol Flynn-type won't survive, and she'll change the kid as he asked.

I am at my church. Some people are breaking and and destroying things. I chase them off and recognize one of the guys is W (used to come to church here but stopped). He pulls out his phone and flashes the flash on it at me a couple times. Everything seems darker because my eyes aren't adjusted now. He runs into the darkness and I think I know where he is. I put all my weight when I get to the right place and I topple over him (I have like 50 lbs on him) and I strap his arms together with a piece of my shirt. I don't have my cell and I take him to a grocery store. He runs off and I start looking for some real cuffs. I run into Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. I have a few memories of them being here before and the store starts closing. I hide and think better of it. I tell the person that I am there and not to freak out. He freaks out. I wake up.

I wake up at 9:55. I need to go back to sleep. My alarm is set for 10:00... should I get up then? I reset it for 10:15 and sleep.

I am walking around a grocery store. I was just in a grocery store... but that was a dream. This seems wrong RC. My hands are perfectly fine. No problem. It is definitely a dream. I need to try my new teleport technique. I look past my surroundings to a weird background and I focus on that. I am in front of my church again and I am losing the dream. stabilize a bit and I realize that it is very dark. I slam a hand on the ground and think of a goal. The sight goes from the bottom to the top. Not like the sun is coming up, but more like I am teleporting again and this is the transition. I am just teleporting to the same place where it is light out. Either the future or the past. Fryingman should be here about now. I look around and the dream is fading again. I accidentally incubated this, I realized. I should check and see if FM is inside. I turn around and wake up.

I try to DEILD, but it is too late. I roll over.
I am laying on my car in the church parking lot.
"Ah! I just was in a lucid dream!" I say and look around.
"Can you not get back to sleep?" FM says. He is lying on his car too.
"Nah, I already tried."
"you'll get it next time." He says.
"I just had an LD too!" PercyLucid says. He is jumping out of the back of a flat bed truck.
"Did you get a goal done?" I ask.
"..." muffled response as I hear my alarm and wake up.

Morning of October 13, 2014. Monday.



There were (among other dreams on this date) three dreams that slightly ran into each other. The last one was extraordinarily lucid, of the type of apex lucidity I do not usually post online, though there is a humorous side here. I enter the state somewhat slowly, being aware of the various environmental features which come into focus and which I know are solely in-dream (which is typical of this state since earliest memory). Finally, when I am in the full-body state, having arrived, so to speak, I notice it is a version of my sister Marilyn’s house, being similar to her living room. This was probably residue from the previous longer dream (which was non-lucid). Within a short time, with no need to mentally will a scenario, a goddess-like girl appears, seemingly a younger version of my wife but dressed somewhat atypically. (The Loomis Street house is where I was staying when she first wrote to me in 1991.) I am fascinated with the realism and reach out for a full embrace. She seemed to have walked from around a corner, although technically there was no corner and it was more like walking from behind an invisible prism of human height. I am amazed by the clarity and the beauty of the imagery. However, I am also aware of environmental noises at times (in the real environment as I am sleeping).

I decide to leave the dream state to make sure my real body is in a comfortable position. However, when I “wake”, I do not notice right off that I have had a false awakening into another dream (though I am not lucid now) and in much the same environment. Eventually, I do come to realize that I went into a less vivid dream rather than really waking up, which seriously annoys me, so then I do wake up.

Previously, my earlier dream was a typical “search” type where I just look for old documents and such. I had wanted my mother’s old letters to my sister to do more research on my life that I had not documented myself, as she wrote quite often to Marilyn from mid-1967 to mid-1978. However, after my sister died in real life it was the typical fiasco where one person (not even a relative, but a supposed “friend” of hers) decides to throw everything out with no consideration for anyone else in the family or even attempting to communicate with anyone. In my dream, though, I actually see a younger version of my sister walking to one of her dressers and she seems slightly confused by how everything has been put into bundles, with almost everything in her house in stacks (including clothes, books, personal documents, and so on). I do manage to find some letters, which I believe are the ones I want. There is also a scene where a box has been put aside with certain things wrapped for my oldest daughter. There are many manila envelopes in the front room that seem sealed, some apparently related to comic books I had made for her (far more than in reality).

In another dream, I am seeing most of humanity as a different “species” than myself, which is no surprise. People, that is human beings, start out as some sort of chimpanzee-like being and as they grow older, they turn into a creature that resembles a baby elephant. This is possibly a play on how “apocalyptic” elephants came from representing my childhood fear (pachydermophobia developed out of real-life events) to representing people falsely promoting soon-upcoming worst-case scenarios (doomsday or judgement “trumpeting”).

Dream 1
I am runnning on a bike path in the downtown area of the city I'm in. I take a turn and go to a kind of shady back-alley way, but it's still part of the path. My dad is then there and there is a four-wheeler in front of us. We take it for a ride and have a blast. Then I bring my mom and I let her drive. She floors it and the vehicle flips over. It is dark outside and I get scared of werewolves. A random dude is suddenly there and he helps us try and flip it back over.

Dream 2
I am in a group of people and we are trying to catch some bad guys. A truck comes and stops us and we all put down our weapons except one guy in our group who has his gun and flashlight trained on the leader.

Dream 3
I am in the desert near an old run-down city. There is quite a big group of people with me. We have to work together but our group is constantly arguing. We are running away from something, and I'm hiding behind a bus. Then, we are back in the city and are at a party. Another group is out to get us and when I confront them, I see a person from our group who I thought was dead. I am totally shocked.

Dream 4
I am getting off the front of a train or something, and I'm standing on a platform. I do the nose-plug RC and am instantly lucid. (In real life I knew I was going to LD and I did the same exact thing beforehand in the dream. So I don't know if this is just a dream about LDing but I'd still be lucid I think) I check my hands just to make sure I'm dreaming and I have more fingers than usual. I go into caveman mode and search for some girls from my school. (I don't really remember what happened now...I think I might've found one girl but I don't know who and I don't know what I did.) I had to do a few other RC's to keep confirming I was dreaming.

Dream 5
I am standing on a battlefield and 2 Jedi are standing in front of me. There is a male and female. The female offers to help the male but he refuses, and goes on. There are two armies standing by some walls. The army behind the walls is evil, and the army attacking is a new and improved clone army. My view switches to seeing over the wall and that teleports me to the top of the wall. The armies are about to start fighting so I quickly jump down and run to the side. This marks the start of WW3. I am then in Denver, Colorado. Me and my entire XC team were put here because it is apparently the safest city to be, but in that first part I remember that the bad guy said he was going to take out Denver. I always duck when walking by windows and I'm constantly terrified of being shot. After a while in Denver, I wake up one night and see everyone leaving. I am scared that they are leaving me and ask how I'm going to get home. They point and I can see another teammate and I am relieved I won't be left behind.

We have all left already and are running through a field. We get to a diner and I remember that this is where all my survival started at. Then I am at my house with my parent's. We are packing things to be able to survive on our own. Our neighbors are doing the same and we give them some water because they don't have enough.

Dream 6
There are a bunch of people at my house. A guy takes me and a few others outside and is really mad at us. I can't remember what for. He said he was going to make us sprint for a very long time but he lightened up and let us quit after like 2 10 yard sprints. Back inside, everyone had left except this hot girl (T) from my school. I struggle to try and not get it on with it her, because I'd get into a lot of trouble if I did. I finally contain myself but I'm kinda mad because that was a perfect chance to do it. She leaves and I turn on a movie. (it had some sort of government name and was about a dude in government) There is a sex scene and right after its over my mom comes home from work. I think its weird that she's home so early. She hugs me and I shut off the movie. She asked what I was watching and I told her and said it wasn't very good. It goes to the title screen and I go on my computer. There is previews of the movie and my mom sees part of the scene and says, "look at that!" I play dumb and she thinks I hadn't seen anything so she doesn't press the issue.

I think my lucid last night was a little weird...I didn't remember it as clearly as I usually do. And I also know I had a lot more dreams.