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I'm tied up in a chair, and this guy who was interrogating me is now struggling with another guy who wants to get me out. The guy on the rescue mission was carrying a needle, and during the struggle, the contents of the needle wind up getting sprayed into the air - they're behind me at the time, so I don't see it, but I can feel the spray, and I don't hear them fighting anymore.

The guy on the rescue mission's been captured. It turns out he got a small dose of the contents himself during the fight. This will cause something that we refer to as 'hunger', and he believes this is something he'll be able to use, to focus on his enemies. Having experienced it myself in the past, I know he's mistaken, and that it'll make it more difficult for him to think clearly.

We're both taken out of the building. Outside, we're in a junkyard, and there are a few men with guns escorting us. The guy on the failed rescue mission is starting to have a hard time walking, and one of the guards is shouting at him about it. I'm remembering a time in the past when I'd been out of it and he'd carried me. I'm aware I should do the same for him now, but I don't. I don't want to be associated with him.

Switching to third person, there's a kid watching us from a distance, out of sight. He leaves, gets on a computer and reports what he saw to a woman who I think of as the mother of my POV character, though she looks too young for it - long brown hair, upper-class British accent. In the kid's report to her, he mentions a "guy that you call the Judge" who's holed up in the woods nearby.

4.14.14

Hell week is behind me (both jobs ridiculously busy, to the point of it not being fun). I'll still be getting up at 2am to get to work by 3, but I'm hoping for normal or close to normal sleep time. As long as I figure out how to go to bed at 6pm.

Last night, bed 10:20pm - 7:40am

DR1

I'm in a huge at least 2 story house. We are expecting a nuclear attack, so we are making preparations. Me with some kids are getting some built-in closets ready with blankets, aluminum foil?, testing the doors and stuff.

I'm suddenly sensing that an explosion went off. I'm yelling at others "It's happening, it's happening"! I'm ushering them into the closets. I know we have very short time till the shock wave gets to us. But I'm mostly worried about the heat and that's what I'm hoping the aluminum foil and blankets will protect us from. Even if there will be inferno all around, even in hallways, we hope to survive in the closet and not get too hot to die.

I know I'm on borrowed time and the heat and shock wave can kill me at any moment. My whole body is tense and I'm prepared to die. But I have to finish putting people in the closets. I'm also grabbing 3 cats and putting them inside, but they are getting out of there, being oblivious to the danger.

We are all in the closet and we are shutting our eyes tight as not to get blinded by the super bright light of the explosion. Even so, the darkness is getting brighter and brighter and I'm worried. I put my hand on my eyes and it's still getting brighter.

Quite intense dream with lots of emotions. Not much fear at all, more just an urgency to get everybody to safety without regard if I make it or not.


DR2

I'm at work. I'm new here. It's some kind of a high/tech office building. I'm walking through our supply room. I't huge like a hangar. Lots of windows on the right hand side.

Lots of boxes stacked up. There is one column of cardboard boxes taller than others. It's like 3 stories high. I'm amazed, how can it stand without falling over. As I'm walking back towards the entrance, I see a ton of other supplies and even large equipment. Lot's of it is suspende or stacked up in the air.

I get a bad feeling about an earthqake and I speed up. I'm getting kinda freaked out now thinking that this is really not a good place to be during an earthquake.

I get outside and I'm walking on the ground floor by the main gate. A tall and skinny column made out of styrofoam is holding up some smaller roof. But it felt down and someone is trying to make it stand up and support the roof again. he is doing it wrong and the styrofoam column snaps into 3 pieces. I pick them up and I'm helping this other person to put the support beam back in it's place. But as soon as I pick them up, this other person runs away, leaving me there holding the pieces, which makes it look like I did it.

Now I'm inside in the lobby. There are a few desks with at least 2 receptionists. I'm deciding which one to tell about the snapped beam. I pick one of them and I don't wanna rat anybody out, but with her questioning the truth comes out, that someone else broke it and I was just trying to help put it back.

Then we sit in the lobby in comfy sofas and chairs and we are talking and joking and laughing and I think to myself, how nice it would be to have a friend like this. We are leaving now, everybody is putting on dark long winter coats.


DR 3
I'm visiting OP. She is not as tall as I remember her? We are walking and talking inside her place and I kinda feel intruding, unwelcomed. I say that I had poured some glasses of vodka. She doesn't say it, but I learn somehow that she has a cold and fever and stuff. So I say we don't have to drink, I don't like vodka anyway.


I'm glad my recall is good. I know it fluctuates so not really upset over dry spells, but it sure does feel good to remember. Thank you.

NON LUCID
*Liz was talking to somebody about how she throws away old food over her balcony. I thought that she really disgusting.

*I woke up and realized that my girlfriend was about to take a shower and that I needed to get to work soon. So I made a cup of coffee hung out for a bit which seemed like ten minutes. Then came up with the idea that I should smoke of cannabis before work just so I can enjoy myself. I never been high at work and wondered what this would be like plus I was in a really good mood. I took two hits from the bowl and started to feel really good. I thought wow I don't this much being in the bowl. Then it hit me I need to wake up. I guess you say I had a moment because I woke myself up to ACTUALLY go to work!

*Something to do with a huge office building.

April 14, 2014. Possible WILD. A fairly long LD, considering how I normally wake up in a few seconds.
I'm in bed. I do the nose plug RC and I can breathe. I remember my promise to just focus on stabilizing, and I do so. I feel the room around me and try to focus just on that. I actually look around the room this time. I have some trouble with the eyes, and am not sure whether I opened my dream eyes or real eyes. At some point I just close my eyes and look through them.

My bedsheets are blue and white. I think there is a desk and a bookshelf. The balcony is still there. I rub my hands and walk outside. There is snow on the ground and on the balcony. The snow is crisp and cold. I start to jump off the balcony but remember that I'm not doing any of that this time. I move back inside my room. I decide to look for Dream Drops and a remote. I look down at myself (which I've never really done before) and find that I'm wearing a white dress blouse and black pants. Concert attire. I feel around my pants pockets but they're empty at first. I'm like "come on, I know I have a dream drop somewhere" and roll my fingers around my pocket until I find one. It's a red gummy candy. I eat it. It tastes like strawberry. The vividity of the dream slightly increases. Not sure though. I can't find a remote control.

I hear the vacuum cleaner running outside, assume that my brother is using it, and decide to go chat with him. I leave my room, but there's no one in the kitchen. Must be in the waking world, then. I go to the living room and see a guy's top hat underneath the window. I poke my head through the glass and say hello. He says hello. He looks like one of those Jewish guys who live in the neighborhood.

I ask, "What's your name?"
He says, "Henry."
"Henry?"
"Harlem."
"So, Henry Harlem, then?"
"Yeah."

I feel the dream slipping away and try to focus back on the dream environment to no avail. I awaken to the sound of a vacuum cleaner in the kitchen my brother running on a treadmill in the living room.

I'm choosing some flowers to bring home, but every time I collect one from the grass, it withers in a second.
I think I'm really bad, as I should take care of life, instead of ruin the grass, so I come back and put again the flowers in their place.
Amazingly the flowers stick again to the grass and they seem happy to be back.
But then a pitbull comes and eats them.
I try to chase him, but he starts to chase me. So my dog comes and as she is fighting to keep the pitbull away from me, she communicates mind to mind with me and asks me to go and buy a 'blank pistol'.
I go and in the meanwhile I also buy just one shoe with iron heel.
When I get back to the fight my dog already won, so I put her the leash and we go home.

Yesterday afternoon, I watched the movie "Waking Life". The main character uses his watch to tell if he's dreaming, so I thought I could try and do the same. I always wear an analog watch and I spent the afternoon checking it for any clue that I was dreaming. Unlike all the other reality checks I've done, this one tranferred into my dreams on the same night. Only it was weird because all of the analog clocks I checked in the dream behaved normally, so I didn't become lucid. I'll put a lot of emphasis on the timing, since it was impressingly accurate. Well, here goes the dream.

I was in my Genetics class, last period before lunch, and it was almost time to finish. I glanced at my watch to see it was 1.55 pm. Now, since I live a while away from my University, I need to get the underground and then the train to get home, and because I only have a train every hour, I go out of the class a few minutes before 2 o'clock.

It was 2 pm when the class finished. I knew I had to run if I wanted to make it to the train, so I hurried. Once on the underground, I got off a couple of stops before mine, assuming I had time to go to a swimming pool there was very near. I don't know why. When I got into the pool, I checked another clock, another analog one that was hanging on a wall, and found it was 2.15 pm (the train is due at 2.18). Freaking out, I looked for another clock, and in this second one it was 2.10. I assumed the former was wrong, calmed myself down and told myself I still had time (it would've been impossible to make it to the train either way, but we all know how dreams work). I also thought if I was to lose the train, I would spend an hour in the pool waiting for the next one. I came out of the pool soon afterwards and the dream finished.

I woke up at about 5.30 am. I've got used to waking at this time, whether or not I have to go to class. I wrote down my dream (so, it wasn't a false awakening) and then went back to sleep telling myself "next time I'm dreaming, I'm going to realise I am dreaming". Next thing I know, I'm startled by my sister's alarm clock. We share a room, I'm a light sleeper but it takes her forever to wake up, so when her alarm goes off, I'm always startled. After waking, I lied back and tried to remember the last dream. I only have a vague memory of being spinning around in an attempt to stabilise the dream, as if I had been lucid. But nothing else.

I only have one question: do analog clocks behave normally in dreams and so RCs can only be done with digital ones?

4/14/2014
9:12 AM

Over the past few days I’ve been having a number of lucid dreams.
Friday:
I went to bed at around 4 PM. I started having a normal dream, but after a while I realized that I was dreaming and decided that I wanted to wake of. I sat up in my bed and did a nose reality check which passed. I thought “I’m dreaming! I can do anything I want to now.” I felt dizzy and woke up immediately after.
Saturday:
I fell asleep at 11:00 PM. I had a bunch of LD fragments that night.
In the first, “I woke up” and thought, “If I were dreaming, I could float right now.” I floated, but, being the fail I am turned upside down while floating! Lol. I then woke up or went into my next dream (I don’t really remember the transition for any of these.) In the second, I floated again. I went up a little high, fell fast, but at the very end I fell slowly. In my third dream, I was typing something into my computer (a google search to be exact) but the letters kept getting mixed up. That’s how I knew I was dreaming, and woke up right after. Note that for all three of these I was in my bedroom at night and I felt dizzy. I also have a memory of opening my closet and trying to get to a beach, but I’m not sure which fragment it was from.
Sunday:
I went to bed a little past midnight. I started dreaming in my kitchen. My mother had woken me up to do something, and a man we knew was sitting in the kitchen, along with my dad. I looked at the clock on our stove and noticed that the time said 2:12 AM. I thought “Wow, I had no idea I woke up so early.” I glanced at the cable box for our kitchen T.V and saw that the time was different. I thought this was odd, so I looked back at the stove and sure enough, the time was messed up. I felt myself getting dizzy again, and knowing that this meant I would wake up I stopped moving and let the feeling pass. (I read guides on dream stabilization; which helped a lot. I then went to my back door (in the kitchen) and thought “I want a beach”. A beach popped up when I opened it. The water wasn’t clear, so I commanded it to be clear. It then turned into this gorgeous see-through tropical water (it reverted to unclear shortly after). I could feel the sun on me. I saw that some of my friends were there, but I wanted to be alone on the beach. My best friend then called out that she was drowning, so I thought “anyone who is drowning will be pushed to shore by the next wave.” I’m pretty sure it worked, but after that I lost lucidity.

Morning of April 14, 2014. Monday.



This was a very nice and peaceful dream and it lasted longer on average than other dreams of this type, though not as nice and relaxing as my recent tidal wave dreams that seemed like healing sessions as well as this dream did (mostly as water is autosymbolism for REM sleep and the absence of emotion and the release of physical tension). It is very vivid and my dream self is rendered as corporeal, enjoying all the nice giant snakes swimming around in the ocean. There are at least six or seven of them. They move their bodies about in complex patterns, rolling in the water, seemingly enjoying themselves. The head of the black and red one, which is about as big as a car, comes very close to my face and then turns and goes about its business.

I am mostly, at least at the beginning, on a European powerboat. I am not sure if it is around dawn or dusk at first. It may be dusk, as I did listen to the Charlie Pride song, “The Snakes Crawl at Night” probably too many times as a child. “When the sun goes down, then the snakes will pla-ay…” though he was not actually talking about snakes in the song at all, but when you are that young, you do not understand a lot of things.

I like these giant snakes, especially the black and red and purple ones. They are fun to play with and ride around on and are more assertive and confident over normal-sized ones (an association with the movie “Dinosaurus” seen several times as a child, though it was a brontosaurus that the boy rode, not a giant snake), which sometimes just slither off or hide. I am reminded of Cecil, from “Beany and Cecil”, which I used to watch on my older sister Marilyn’s television as a child.

Eventually, there are less and less giant snakes and I assume they are swimming off into the sunset, which is quite beautiful.

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Obviously, not all snake dreams are healing dreams, but the fact that I was lucid in this case utilizes that understanding, as my conscious self identity is inherently extant to a viable degree in such dreams. For me, snakes and snakelike creatures have often been autosymbolism for stomach cramps due to the similarity of the shape and coiling as with the human intestine. However, they are often in more realistic scenarios as simply the waking alert factor of RAS modulation that even monkeys probably dream of as such (and I doubt monkeys ever dream of snakes as healing factors or as representing other monkeys).

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22:40 initial bedtime, churning stomach (ate too much too close to bedtime)
23:00 ? took 1mg melatonin

00:00 Monday 2014-04-014

06:42

+ lots and lots of sharks and shark attacks, and action on boats

On a boat with crew, (hunting sharks? Not actively...), some guy comes on criticizing us for hunting sharks, I say to him would you love the sharks if they were biting your baby? I see a scene of a baby sort of bouncing in an out of a shark's jaws.

+ On the river with boats

+ jogging on the deck of a cruise ship

+ see sharks just below the surface in the rough (shaped) water.

+ clever sharks: they only leave bite marks (I see various bite marks on parts of the ship) then disappear.

Weak memory probably earlier awakening.

08:01

+ playing volleyball in a room with kids but we're using a bathrobe instead of a ball, it keeps getting hung up on the net, it's hard to push over the net. I see my opponent's arms (a girl?) come over the net to my side and I call foul. A bunch of kids come to my side to help, they're lined up in row.

+ walking through a mall, we walk by an open store that used to be something else I think. We arrive at the TV place, my wife is singing to get someone's attention, she goes up to a worker and grabs her arm and shakes her to get her to serve us (she's already serving someone else), I'm really embarrassed by this The woman does not want to deal with my wife, she says we should have read the information she sent us ahead of time before coming in. The TV woman says when we switch to digital they will remove the pixelated duplicated channels (to be replaced by the true digital versions).

+ looking outside a window, I think I'm being observed from people behind windows across the street, I can't see anybody at first but then I see people behind the windows holding up mobile phones and tablets pointing them at me. I'm crouching down behind some girders trying to avoid being seen.

+ in a room with students writing tests, one guy is writing with his pencil in his mouth I think that means he's disabled, but I see his hands work. I get a pencil and paper, I drop my pencil, I'm looking over a counter at a girl I think I dropped my pencil on her side but she says "there it is," and I look on the ground and see my pencil near my feet.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #200: Runway

I’m walking out through the exit of an airport when I realize that I’ve left my cell phone inside, possibly on the plane. I want to turn back to get it but I’m feeling disoriented and can’t find my way back inside.

Now I’m walking along the runway as planes taxi back and forth around me. I know that this is a bad idea but I can’t figure out what else I’m supposed to do and I wonder why they make airports so confusing. A plane rolls by on my right, uncomfortably close, and as I cringe away from it, I realize that this is all a dream.

Calmer now, I walk along the runway toward an odd series of doors set into a metal frame. The frame’s set up right next to a long patch of grass and seems to lead nowhere, but when I walk through one of the doors, now I’m standing in the lobby of an ornate hotel.

There’s a fancy, circular bench covered in some sort of red pillowtop. I walk around it to the foot of a grand staircase. For some reason I decide not to go up and I walk down a hallway around the side of the stairway. I realize that a group of people including my cousin SU is following close behind me. I don’t turn to address them but instead continue on slowly and deliberately, enjoying the vivid, stable feel of the dream.

I come to a large glass window and I move toward it to phase. As I approach, I vividly see the reflections of SU and the 2-3 others behind me. I take the phase slowly, marvelling at the detail of not only the reflections behind me but the sensations of the phase itself. The glass feels like a cool, insubstantial liquid as I pass through it.

I make my way into a busy, two-floor restaurant. It’s a fancy place and I stop to study it. I notice that the waitstaff is all women in their late 20s or early 30s wearing a long brown ponytail.

I remember some snatch of an earlier Task of the Month that I think has something to do with wearing green. As I recall this, all of the waitresses turn to look at me for a moment, all of them now dressed in green pants and a white dress shirt. I notice no transition to the green pants. It’s just as if this is what they’ve been wearing the entire time. I know that I’m not remembering anything relevant about any task, so I let it go and the waitresses turn their attention back to the other DCs in the restaurant.

I walk up the carpeted stairway to another row of tables full of nicely dressed DCs enjoying dinner. It doesn’t look like there’s a free table in the whole place. I walk along for a bit, wanting to explore further, but the dream ends.

Ok. so im behind my old elementary school in the parking lot, and im a dinosaur running with a herd. in front of me is a t-Rex, i i fly up cuz im a flying dinosaur, and as im passing the t-Rex i just miss it's jaws. i fly past it to a park, and over some trees. over the trees are a bunch of super high stacked cargo container boxes, i turn back into a human and land on them. i start jumping down from the top of them and as i make my way down i see a bunch of exotic fruits in a box, i take out out and alarms ring. so i keep jumping down, the last jump to the bottom is really far down but i do it anyways, knowing that im gunna die from this jump. right before i hit the bottom and before i feel all the pain i wake up. now i have a fear of jumping off high hights.

This was a piece of a longer dream I had last night that I don't remember all of. Enjoy!

I dream that me, my Dad and my brothers have joined a young couple for dinner in their beautiful and expensive house. We've just come from a weapon dealership somewhere and we're planning a nice feast with this family. The woman of the couple is newly pregnant, so her stomach hasn't expanded, but the baby is a coming. My family is waiting in the living room patiently as the couple cooks dinner for us.

I'm on my phone browsing around on Twitter when I come across some pictures. The pictures are pictures someone who was kidnapped took of the inside of, a house and put online. I looked at them and didn't think much of them, that was until I looked up to where my Dad sat. It was two logs sitting on the brick setting in front of a fire place. The same thing was in the picture. It must've been a coincidence. I looked at the second picture, a wooden ladder with some oddly shaped scratches in it. I turn and look at the wooden ladder behind me to see that exact thing. THESE PEOPLE ARE KIDNAPPING MURDERERS!

I look back at my Dad, who asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing, and I journey into the kitchen. The two are still making dinner, and I ask to look around the house kindly. The woman approves, so I begin to look a round. I check the entire basement and I search for the one thing I'll need: a gun. There isn't any downstairs, so I go back up and go to the second floor of the house(the first floor is only two rooms for some reason). Upstairs is the bathroom, guest room, and the baby's future room. I immediately rule out the baby's room and the bathroom, and I look around the guest room.

I spend a good five minutes searching desperately through the guest room, which is completely trashed with things for the baby. Among the trash are airsoft guns. Wow, big fucking help. I leave the guest room when my brother calls me out. I inform him of the danger we're in and we start searching some more. We go into the bedroom and begin looking around. My older brother jumps on the bed and lies down. I get pissed with him because we're so close to death, and we need to find a damn gun! I know these people have one!

That's the moment when it hits me: the gun must be under the bed! I inform my brother and I pull out my phone to use as a light. I tell him to keep watch for anyone coming, and I get down onto my stomach. Just as I do so, we get called to dinner, and the woman comes walking by. I stand up and she gestured us to go to the kitchen. Well fuck! I don't know to do, because of I go for the gun now I'll be screwed. And just as things begin to unravel I awake. Damn! It was getting so good too!

this dream was interesting i guesss i was like in a pool and i took off all my clothes. then hayley took off all her clothes and we had sexs. i think we were the last people in the entire world in the dream. but later in the dream i found out she had a husband and was really upset

then there was this other werid part where i was in some kinda creepy game that took place indisde my grandmas house partly but most of it was on this like skateboard roaller coaster ride. it ws weird u had to shoot laser beeams to knock these thigns down

anyway later i was aat a park with a bunch of guys who were smoking weed. i decided to fade in on a few rounds and i tried to make casual conversation with the locals but was kinda having trouble talking. then at the end i was giving the supplier 7 bucks for fade but i dropped on dollar and this kid ran away with it so i chased him and threw him down stairs and kicked him like 4 times. then he caleld te cops so i ran back to his moms house who was black and had a huge house. we were sitting in the car to gether and i went in her bak yard and she had a crazy view of the ocean. this one window made it look like the waves were going to hit you but then they dropped off

this dream was interesting i guesss i was like in a pool and i took off all my clothes. then hayley took off all her clothes and we had sexs. i think we were the last people in the entire world in the dream. but later in the dream i found out she had a husband and was really upset

then there was this other werid part where i was in some kinda creepy game that took place indisde my grandmas house partly but most of it was on this like skateboard roaller coaster ride. it ws weird u had to shoot laser beeams to knock these thigns down

anyway later i was aat a park with a bunch of guys who were smoking weed. i decided to fade in on a few rounds and i tried to make casual conversation with the locals but was kinda having trouble talking. then at the end i was giving the supplier 7 bucks for fade but i dropped on dollar and this kid ran away with it so i chased him and threw him down stairs and kicked him like 4 times. then he caleld te cops so i ran back to his moms house who was black and had a huge house. we were sitting in the car to gether and i went in her bak yard and she had a crazy view of the ocean. this one window made it look like the waves were going to hit you but then they dropped off

I've had a dryspell of over two weeks, but now I'm back !
This dream was pretty short because my cat woke me up

Lucidity: 8/10
Vivacity: 8/10
Control: 8/10

I'm in a modern luxury hotel room, on my laptop. I've got an awesome view on a rich, almost futuristic city with high buildings and an ocean on the left. Apart from the floor and the furniture, the hotel structure sort of reminds me of a friend's apartment.
I'm watching a friend of mine's video on youtube; it's a weird magic video. Accidentally, I copy the video on an editing program and freak out for no reason at all.
I become lucid.
There's no need for any reality check: I know for sure that I'm dreaming.
I brows the program's options and find a cool-looking key: "wooden". I click on that and enter the screen... I land somewhere in the city in which my hotel was at. I see branches coming out out the ground and buildings, green stems and leaves progressively growing on them. Eventually, full trunks grow too, until the place resembles a city that would have been deserted for hundreds of years.
People in front of me back up slowly, looking at me with awed stares, as if I was the Devil just coming down to kill them all.
Well, they're not exactly wrong...
Up on the rooftops at my right, a friend of mine stares at me. I feel like he is the hero whose duty is to stop me.
Nah f*ck that.
I walk a bit in the streets, with a masked guy who followed me. Eventually we arrive to a sort of "bridge"; the beach is close to my left, in front of me is a ~5 meter drop onto a calm road.
The masked guy asks me how big I want to become, and I scream "I want to be expandable !" (wut?).
I've already grown about half my size, but I want more.
I walk up to the fence that is supposed to prevent me from falling onto the road, cross it, and adopt a suicidal pose: my feet half way in the air, holding myself onto the rail behind me.
I focus on the buildings in front of me, with the masked guy watching me. I slowly take a few steps in the air, but I'm not falling: my body extended to the ground. I walk around a little bit, I can hear my feet pounding on the floor. The masked guy followed me. He grew too, but not as much as me.
I hear weird, loud noises coming from everywhere, until I wake up and realize my cat was scratching on my door