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I'm walking barefoot through a dark neighborhood. I am trying to get to a Suice Silence concert (even though I don't like them as much as I used to) but am a bit lost. I look at a GPS, see where I am and need to go, and feel stupid for making a stupid mistake. Now, at 5:00 - the start of the show - I'm approaching town. I see my uncle walking around.

7/14/14

Last night bed at midnight, exhausted from 2 jobs. Wanted to just take a nap and continue working. But woke up at 7 am.

Remembered 2 dreams. Seriously considered not writing one of them down, maybe would be better forgotten. Was not bad as in nightmare, I wasn't scared, but it was extremely uncomfortable. If I find out it was a result of my cat snuggling up to me again...

DR
So someone put a snake in my left chest. It's big. All coiled and twisted up. Everytime I move, it moves and stirrs. Tightens the coils, adjusts, moves a bit. So I stop moving, I'm barely even breathing now. But even then it moves a bit. God, i hate it. Someone is suppose to come to take it out. Now I'm looking into a room through a window. I see a man, holding a 4 ft long dead snake. Looks like he is gutted.

DR 2
I'm at work. Nobody is there though, only customers. Standing at a checkout, but lane is closed. No cashier. I'm there, trying to fix some gizmo, but I'm not a cashier. They are growing inpatient.

7/12/14

I am on a plane, looking down on the passing ground far below. The ground looks muddy, brown and boulder strewn. Either the sides and floor of the plane are transparent or I am able to see through the opaqueness. I am seated on the floor of the plane, not a seat. I have the feeling that my mom is on the plane with me, possibly in a seat behind me, however I am not sure as my recollection is spotty.

As the plane begins to descend, a large hill, of the same consistency as the surrounding ground, suddenly appears. The plane skims over it and may have ever so slightly hit it (spotty recollection). Many of the passengers on the plane freak out as this happens. I myself am calm and serene while this happens. I know, somehow, that we wouldn't crash and that the danger was not real or immanent (slight lucidity?).

The plane lands in what I vaguely think is a layover in Alaska. The passengers head to this bar-club-restaurant(?) owned by the pilot. There is an outside bar with an overhang connected to the main building surrounded by vague Alaskan forest (no snow as far as I can remember). The outside bar is moderately crowded, the inside looking more so.

I am at the outside bar looking at their beer menu. The menu is a single page, white paper and laminated/plastic-covered. I think that it is a pretty decent selection with Abita, Palm and a few others that I don't recall, however nothing really interests me. An older women walks out of the inside portion of the building and strolls to the outside bar, directly next to me. She is holding a drink, possible two in her hand(s). She asks if I am getting the vodka, presumably what she is drinking, and tells me it is great. I then ask, either the bartender or women (poor recollection) if they had a *Moscow Mule. I remember nothing else.

*I found out about the drink and tried making it at home a few days ago (real life).

Dream 1
I see ANW, and he's putting a dish in the dog bowl. He mentions his putting some nutrients in the bowl, which helps get the fluoride out of it. I tell him it's got distilled water in it anyways.

The bowl is now the size of a baby pool and has distilled waters in it. Rex is trying to get his paws over the ledge to have a drink. I help him out by lifting the bowl down a little. Rex decides to jump in the bowl instead and lay down in it. He's loving it and putting his head under the water with no care in the world. I lift his head out of the water a bit to make sure he doesn't choke on water. I give him a bit of a bath while he's in there while he's enjoying himself.

I see that the bowl is empty now and can see the left over dirt from the water at the bottom of the bowl. I take it over to the bath and give it a wash.

Dream 2
Recorded at 9.00am

I'm at a house and shooting a shot gun at people in a house. It's a game so no one will die for real. Im on a killing spree and one shotting everyone I see. I'm now up against Daryl and I'm shooting him but he isn't dying. Im trying my hardest to bob and weave out of the way of his bullets. Waiting for my gun to auto reload was nerve racking as all I could do is pray that I didn't get shot.

We eventually stop trying to shoot each other and talk. I hear someone coming towards the door and I get passed a pistol off of Daryl. I point the gun at the person, which is an innocent old lady. Either myself or someone else threatens her as she stands there with a gun pointed at her head. I notice it's dark outside as she leaves the house. She walks over to another cabin and knocks on the window. It looks as if she's trying to alarm someone about what just happened.

We decide to leave the area. I see that we are on the oval of range bank. My brother is with us and is running as quick as he can with a young kid on his shoulders. I tell him to be careful in case he fell and the kid got hurt. He looked as if he was going so quick that he was running unsteadily. I start thinking about if this was a dream but nothing clicks for me to realise I'm actually dreaming.

We scale some sign posts and I think about the fun of being a kid without all this technology and how much better it was then the fun kids have these days. I try out a little trick out on the pole and see if I can get my body horizontal while still holding onto the bar. To my surprise I was doing It with ease. I showed my brother and was hoping he would try.

I tried WBTB, but instead every time I woke up and went to bed I had a short dream, in which I remember only about three of them.

1. I was battling a giant monster, after its defeat it turned into a human. My friend was a medium and tried contacting Albert Einstein's spirit to 'prank call' him.

2. Going to camp, we had to wear our sport uniform. Teacher forgot I was present and though I'd gone missing. Camp never happened just school. I skate out of school (without a skateboard, I was floating, like on a hover board, so I was technically flying - which is a dream sign. DAMN IT!). Jumping was float-like (dream sign. Damn).

3. Person from school was watching an anime and I got 'sucked' into the screen and was a part of it. We all lived/stayed at a giant house/mansion. My cats were there, Ollie (cat) turned into a kid, found Badger (cat) in a pond outside the house, swimming. Sims game turned into reality, I turned into a horse from the game and escaped the home and ended up at a school oval. I soon turned into Lucy Heartfillia (from Fairy Tail) and got called trashy names so I turned into a lost child and ended back at the house/mansion. Flying? Climbing walls like Spiderman. Suddenly at camp in some sort of hall. Neck touching game with Lisa Simpson there (we had to have hands on the people sitting beside us, sitting in a circle, and if they caught the prize the two people would have to tickle their necks and if they 'let go' and they would vibrate and lose the prize), somehow we had four arms, because two were on the necks of the people sitting next to me and two was reaching out for the prize.

One group weren't allowed 'camp' maids (we were staying at a fancy place) because they didn't fill out a diary we had to do (probably a subconscious thought about my DJ).

July 14, 2014

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During the night, I only have vague impressions that I had a clip-board. I have no idea why or even what the clip-board was like.



Then I took a 1.5 hour nap at 4:00, after my yet-again-long day as a teaching intern, and had this dream:

I was at the elementary school in which I am an intern for summer classes, and we were all in our class after the kids had left. Most of my actual cohort-mates were there, but a few of them were replaced with guys (IRL there's only one guy in the cohort). I was aiming for one of them, and hoping that another of them would end up with one of my friends (we'll call this other one George for now, since he comes in later).

The day was done and I decided to take a nap before heading home; so I curled up in one of the empty classrooms and dreamed that I was a prostitute on my first night on the job. When I woke up, I was thinking that I needed some money, and being a prostitute wouldn't be all that bad, anyways. So I went down the street to the Prostitution Center (which doesn't exist IRL) and asked to fill out a form to apply for work.

The secretary there didn't seem to like me; she noticed the hours I was logging in as "previous experience" and made some snide comment that I don't quite remember. She also noticed my class ring and rolled her eyes. Part of the job was that we had to lift three boxes of supplies per day, at the main building; they received shipments daily of things like condoms, kinky roleplay outfits, and silk and lace. Just before I was going to get taken on a tour of the facilities, I heard the beeping of a truck backing up, and then a few men came in with said boxes, placing them at the door. Two scantily clad women walked in on stilettos and each lifted a box, taking them beep inside the building. I saw those high heels and panicked for a moment.

"I'm not going to have to wear those heels, am I? I'll die, or kill a client or something."
The secretary shook her head, and led me to a door behind the counter. She opened it, and I followed her into a large factory-like room with concrete floors and tape lines to guide people and machinery. I didn't ask what they did in this room, but I assumed it was some fantasy- or fetish-room, for men who liked that sort of thing. The secretary pointed to another door on the opposite side and paused to inspect something or other. I went to the door, and opened it, holding it open and waiting for the secretary. I think she warmed up to me with that. She thanked me and we continued with the tour. The new room was an office-building; cubicles and photocopiers in dark corners and a whole row of boss's offices, doors shut and blinds pulled. Another fetish-room?

We exited that room into the open. There was another building in the business, so we would take the company's advertizing vehicle there. It was a dump-truck. But the bed of the dump-truck was a huge mattress (I didn't realize how hilariously punny that was until I woke up and texted Zukin about it, HAHAHA). The secretary gestured for me to hop into the bed, while she got into the cockpit. I felt vulnerable and exposed on the mattress, and to my horror, we were going to pass the school to get to the other building. I tried to hide my face, especially when I saw that some of the kids were actually still there, waiting for parents or perhaps a late bus. One of the kids was one of my rising 3rd graders, and I prayed she wouldn't see me. It was then that I decided that I probably shouldn't be a prostitute, because I was going to be a teacher, and it wouldn't look good.

As we approached the T-intersection where we'd turn right, I noticed a bit of a jam; the bus had gotten there, but the road was being blocked by a sudden accident, and the bus was having to get out of the jam by going around the left edge of the road, behind the trees which separated the road from a large drop (apparently we were on a high hill). I was impressed by this feat of maneuvering on the bus-driver's part, but I waved to the secretary and asked, "Sooo... What if I decided I don't really want to do this anymore?"

She just smiled and turned right, as if heading to the other building, but turned around in the driveway of the school, and dropped me off at the main building again. "So can we just go back in there and shred this application? Those hours I logged were a dream, anyways." I asked, glad that she understood.

"No problem. I'll do it for you even, so you don't have to go back in." I handed her the application, which I'd torn in half, and smiled.

"Thanks!"

She honked goodbye and drove off into the industrial parking lot of the main building. Since I didn't have my car, I went to the nearest bus stop, and as I walked, the world slowly shifted into an anime-ish world. A few of my cohort-mates were sitting at the bus stop when I got there. Apparently they had also just decided not to be prostitutes. We all started gossiping about the guys in our class. "So, George, right? He should totally be with *insert name of freind (not sure which one it was haha)*, right?" I said, and the other two looked at me, incredulous.

"Dude, no. He totally has a crush on you. It's pretty obvious." One of them said.

"What? Noooo." I laughed and shook my head.

"No, really. He watches you a lot, actually. You should tap that. He's got the looks AND the personality."

I thought about George, and smiled a little. He was pretty handsome... I decided to switch my target to him, and hope that my friend got with my original target.

Then I woke up because Zukin texted me (haha! It was right before my alarm was going to go off anyways, though)

07/13/14 DILD I spent some time working on animation. I used charectors from "American Dad" as I have been watching that lately. I actually created a perfect 2d rendering of Franie, but found moving her with intent to be clunky. Not bad on the graphics ut need work on the actaul animation.

This happened a while ago. I was playing Terraria for 24 hours straight, no breaks. Eventually, I just said "This has to stop" so I deposited my earnings into my wooden chest and went to sleep. That day, because I stayed up all night, I had a dream that I was in Crimson armor, at the surface with the crimson equivalent to a Nightmare Pickaxe [Nightmare is the name of the pickaxe, not relevant to the emotional complexion of the dream] and the sky was a maraschino cherry red tint. It was slightly darker, because it had a crimson-like setting to it. Despite not actually being in the crimson, the setting was very crimson-like. Crimson is the name of the biome, note, not the color of the sky. Crimson basically is the equivalent to the Corruption, the main antagonistic force in Terraria. It spreads very quickly, and is filled with evil enemies. Anyway, back to the dream. The ground was a very solid black, and I was wearing crimson armor. I was swinging the pickaxe at the ground. This seemed to continue in a loop for 10 seconds. What went through my head at the time follows"

0:01: Huh. This is weird.
0:04: Wait, why does the sky look weird?
0:07: Wait, how am I playing this without a keyboard or mouse? Virtual Reality is many years away....
0:09: Wait, I'm dreaming!

I awoke and thought: No; I wanted to be God of my dream... Maybe summon skeletron prime and become Deus Ex Machina.. I couldn't get back to sleep.

I accidentaly left George Lopez on TV. The episode was a rerun from the previous night. I woke up, remembering that the TV was on, but then instead of getting out of bed, I thought "I'll know I'm dreaming know" so I went back to sleep. I forgot for a moment, then I realized it again. I went beast mode. I was walking through the town, then I thought to myself "These are NPCs, right? Therefore, it won't matter if they die." So I saw my perspective slowly lift into the air as mechanical sounds were made. All of a sudden, my body was enveloped into a metal chassis. Flamethrowers were hitched to my arms, and my tongue turned into a machine gun. I started torching the town, the pathetic NPCs cried for help and safety. I thought that it would be cool to take on extra terrestrial beings, so I summoned aliens. Ate the flashy ships. Then I thought after the town was crushed "let's take on a deity" So I cycled through a list of deities, Aries, mars, venus, Aphrodite, Cupid, Zeus, then it hit me. God. He caused the death of my trusted guinea pig, Max. I summoned him into the world in his true form; a spectral representation of a human being much bigger. I shot rockets at him, and he threw bolts of lightning at me. I dodged it in a bullet-time like matrix. I punched him as I valiantly cried out "This is for max!" Then proceeded to wake up. I had some "lumber" I had to "cut down" when I woke up in the morning, and here I am. Like a boss. yay

7/14/14* My previous DJ entry was up there with my all time favorites. I just loved the setting and vividness. Tonight near lucid then lucid later. I'm in a parking garage. Guy pulls up in a car with a tarp over a big part of it. What do you have under there? He says he doesn't need to tell me. We need to know (am I police or security or something?). First thought=could be bomb! Then, it could be kidnapped kids...Sure enough dream comes up with 2 kids under the tarp. Some other guy struggles with guy that came in the car and also with the kids who are being brats. A relatively big tough guy nearby wants to stop me from intervening. "The three of us can take you," I start to say. He says some threats related to him not being afraid to go back to jail. I back off...wake=FA. I think to myself if I was lucid I could have knocked him around with TK! Tough guy and I are sharing a sleeping space now? I'm on couch and he crawls over me slowly...to go to the bathroom? I can feel him stepping on the couch in several places trying to make his way over me. I pretend to be asleep. When he gets back he seems to be cuddling me... Hell no, I think...uh...I need to go pee. I get up and say something like "gotta stop drinking so much water...gotta pee all the time (excuse)." I look back at him. He has this weird peeking eye?..One eye is slightly open but he is also snoring so I assume he is asleep. His feet are up on the couch and his upper half on the floor, face up. I head to the bathroom and I have to pull 2 doors together to lock it in a very loose fashion and I can still see out. While I am urinating I see a lady with a spotlight on her doing burlesque! I'm dreaming! I approach her. She changes to a different woman and then back. She is not really slender, dark hair and is in black lingerie. I think let's look around while doing a little dancing with her but I can't focus on the surroundings much. I start to have intercourse with the dancer lady standing up. Someone says "here's Mom" and a older motherly figure and an older fatherly figure show up. I take this as a test to my lucidity and think: no worries! I say "Hey mom, check her out" as I continue intercourse. "Hey check out these breasts" and I remove her bra..."nice breasts, right?!" Ok...let me get down to goals...I want to find Dreamer for the Bonus TOTM, but not here, not like this. I will teleport...closed eye
teleport. I say I want to arrive in a beautiful and vivid world...but perhaps I did not give it enough focus. I open my eyes and I am in a hazy storage room? There are stacked metal folding chairs in a few different spots. I look around a little while, but I am not seeing anything interesting and unfortunately lose patience. I try another teleport and instead of closing my eyes I clench my eyes like when I am trying to DEILD and I wake up or have a convincing FA of right where I'm at IWL...possibly FA because when I decide to roll over and check the time it feels like I am shaking off SP. Either way, awake. 174

I finally got lucid again as well!

I can't remember what made me lucid, unfortunately - only that the location stayed the same - a street in Bavaria. From the TOTM thread:

Not much - like so often I start with jumping in the air to start hovering and hover along over a street with people. Then the undress thing comes to my mind, so I hover there, horizontally maybe 3 m above ground - and rip my clothes off and shout "Ha!!" to get people's attention. It's funny - they look up and with a satisfyingly shocked expression, most of them. I revel in the fact that I can be completely exhibitionistic since it is a dream. It feels truly liberating - a quite strong and very good feeling! I then aim for a taller house where I suspect an elevator, but I don't make it there. I wake up mid-hover and without the help of a beautiful naked stranger - be s/he from here or not - that wasn't so optimal but otherwise I'm quite happy!

I woke up with some dreams but none of them were really interesting or important and so I don't remember too much of them.

1. Long dream

I don't know any details but I know I have a lot of conversations in this dream and it plays around a complete city. It felt like it was a whole day of dreaming.

Anyway, I'm just happy with the fact I'm not having so much insomnia problems anymore.

The magician's been having a conversation with a girl he thinks of as a dreamer. Long wavy blonde hair, long loose dress, bare feet, floating in the air. She's not physically here, and they can only meet like this because at least one of them is asleep. Just now he's sitting down at a small white wrought iron table where a woman is going to bring them tea, and he's looking up at the sky. It's starting to rain. He's wondering out loud why he doesn't feel the rain in this place - he starts to speculate about the magical properties of this region. She says no - it's because he's sitting down and relaxing that the rain here can't touch him.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #220: Purple Haze

I’m walking through a hallway in an art school, getting ready to attend a class. I recall a previous dream where a lot of money had been stolen from my wallet and I dig for my wallet in a panic. I recall my intent to LD, get suspicious and nose pinch RC my way into lucidity.

I remember my intent to summon Dreamer for the challenge as I walk into one of the classrooms, but as I walk in a cluster of art students engage me in conversation. Before I know it, I’m blabbing about lucid dreaming until I’m only semi-lucid. Something prompts me to take out my iPod and check it. It acts just like waking life, but one of the words on-screen is “Kentucky”. Look away, look back, the letters are now a jumble, and I’m lucid again.

Wary of being distracted again, I duck back out into the hallway, which is now empty. I walk along for a while, thinking about how I’ll do my summon. I want to try rolling with what the dream gives me and using an existing DC. I step into an atrium where I see a handful of DCs walking around. I point at the closest one and say, “You’re Dreamer!” Immediately I notice that her hair is purple and she’s walking toward me. I lean in to make sure and it’s a perfect match!

“Yeah it’s me!” she says, as if nothing could be more obvious.

We hug and I start describing my plans for the dream. I tell her that I’m planning for us to do something together but that I’m having some trouble remembering Task of the Month. “That is Task of the Month!” she says, laughing. (Good call!)

“Oh right,” I say, “that’s Basic. [Note: Wrong, that’s Bonus!] But what’s advanced?”

She furrows her brow and then shrugs. We walk down the hall together and I tell her that I have an idea for something cool to do outside. We talk a bit more but I’m feeling like all this walking is compromising my lucidity, so I say, “Hey, let’s just fly, okay?” I turn my back toward her because for some reason I think she needs to ride around on my back. (How insulting!)

“Okay!” she says, and hops onto my back, “seatbelting” herself on by reaching her right arm over my right shoulder and her left hand under my left arm, then clasping her hands together. I hop up into the air and fortunately the flying feels effortless. We go soaring through the atrium into an area that looks like a shopping mall. There are a number of DCs milling about below and I’m surprised to see that a few of them also have purple hair!

We swoop low past a bench of DCs and a few of them run. I laugh at this, and Dreamer does too (though a little less maniacally than me.) We’re heading toward a low wall and I have a little trouble pulling up, my dream body kind of “oozing” awkwardly over the top. Made it, though! I see a set of doors off in the distance, so I set us down and head for them, determined to get outside. All the while I keep talking about how all of this is a lucid dream.

As I’m talking Dreamer starts taking over more and more of the conversation. I keep my left hand on her right shoulder as I walk in order to keep her “stuck” as part of the scene. But after a bit I notice that her accent, perfect at first, sounds all wrong and she’s changed the subject from dreaming to how I really should go back to art school. I nearly lose lucidity, but look over in time to see that Dreamer has been replaced by a young, dark-haired woman who looks Thai. “You never go to your art classes!” she says. “How can you expect to succeed if you don't go to your art classes?”

“You are not Dreamer!” I declare, pointing a dorky finger in the air and running for the exit.

“Wait!” says the woman, and I feel her grab onto my ankle. I ignore the sensation, though, and fly out through the door, phasing outside to a parking lot. There are a number of DCs milling about, mostly women, and all of them have purple hair!

I swoop toward the closest DC, a stout, middle-aged woman with glasses. “You’re Dreamer!” I say, pointing dramatically at her and kind of dropping into a goofy lunge. She says something noncommittal so I follow up with, “Don’t worry, you will be,” which she seems to accept with some surprise.

I tell her that my Task is to eat a huge dessert (somehow I’ve finally remembered) and she tells me that there is a “Chili’s” nearby. I point to a building and leadingly say, “You mean there, right?” She agrees and somehow I wind up inside of this restaurant, the purple-haired woman no longer around.

I’m walking forward in a huge line in order to enter the restaurant, which winds through some kind of indoor forest. I zoom in close to the tree’s detail and see ants crawling along the bark. I study the way that the lighting and shadows play off of the trees in real-time and I brag about all of this detail to the DCs, gushing that “This is all inside my head!” They nod politely and look a little uncomfortable.

We come to a long spiral staircase downward that leads to a cavern floor blanketed in mist. I don’t want to wait so I leap over the side, floating down to the floor and then moving into a dark tunnel. I remember how Dreamer had good luck producing a flame from her finger and how Xanous had focused on the pain of the experience to create fire in his hands. I hold up my thumb and expect this to happen for me as well but there’s nothing.

Now I expect pain and heat. There’s a slight tingling ache, but it’s little more than a nuisance. “The big fire!” I say. Nothing. I exit the tunnel into a large, darkened movie theater. I try to shout “The big fire!” but I get the sensation of my waking life voice croaking out the words and I’m startled awake.

I don't recall the first or second dream but in the third dream I appeared on my bed and couldn't move. I felt someone enter the room and thought to myself good thoughts so nothing bad would happen. Two girls entered my room and tried to pin me on my bed. But I kicked them and started flying. I was flying backwards out of my house saying " change to a happy place with light" more than three times. I saw the scenery changing and appeared on white stairs. There was a door in front of me and I opened it to see a room that was dim but still had some light. I was happy but wanted to find my guide so I opened another door in the room and to my surprise I was now in the elevator. In it I could see a small boy in the corner and so I asked him if I should try going to my cousin's dream or find my guide. He told me I could see my cousin but if I found my guide we could bond more. I said OK and asked what floor to go to and he said 1c. I pressed the button but the elevator went up a bit than stopped. I pushed the elevator up with my hands and was at the fifth floor. I saw a group of guys with guns and went to fight them. I beat them up than remembered my guide was on the 1st floor. I teleported to the room and found another guy with a gun. I beat him up than ran into the apartment building room. I saw Dawn than asked if he was OK. He was fighting a Italian man who wanted to kill us. Eventually we won the fight and one of the bad guys shrunk into a tiny person saying they gave up. Someone threw a garbage bag at him and I guess he got squashed. The old Italian man tried to shoot me but I begged him not to. He decided he was just going to leave. But when he was leaving I took one of the working guns and shot his butt. He wanted to get me for that but Dawn made him go away. After that I ate Dawn's starburst and he went to take care of a little girl. Woke up after that.

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When I was trying to get lucid I appeared in a forest with lots of rocks that hurt my feet.
I heard someone calling me in the distance than I woke up. I tried getting lucid again and did. I appeared in a old black car that they had in the olden days and observed the radio. I saw the radio wasn't working well and exited the car to explore the world. But when I saw my dad talking on a old phone I was distracted. Than my brother exited the car and I saw my brother's skin was scraped a lot and asked what happened. He didn't tell me why. His appearance just changed and he took me into a bus. We went through the bus and appeared in a old house that looked abandoned. I was kind of creeped out cause I saw a small figure with a dark hood floating above that turned invisble. The scenery soon changed into my house living room and the boy started dancing with me. I said I couldn't dance and he said he knew that I couldn't. I was thinking of questions to ask him but he grabbed my hand and walked me down the stairs quickly. I saw my dad putting away junk into his closet than the boy showed me into my older brothers room and I woke up.