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Night of March 21, 2014. Friday.



There has been quite a bit of rain and the backyard is somewhat marshy. There is an odd “painting-like” feel to the dream as I have often experienced in the past, but it is still quite vivid and realistic in other ways.

I notice three unknown girls in near-transparent white gowns (with a very light salmon-colored “glow” or “air”) and wearing laurels of small flowers. Oh wait, I must be in a dream. Once I think on this, I go back and see three large flamingos pecking about near the old tree near the back fence (the one that was sawed through in real life before we moved here, leaving only the bottom part, and is exactly at fence level as such and looks quite ridiculous and a bit surreal at that). The girls are gone. Then I think, well the girls are gone, and there are only flamingos…therefore I must be awake…well DUH! Can you believe the stupidity here? We have never had flamingos in our yard. White ibises with black heads, yes, but not pink flamingos strutting about the place.

It seems logical that this is reality. I walk over to them but they fly off. Well, now I cannot take a photo - I think I will be able to make a lot of money by sending photos to the Audubon Society from now on (or as long as the flamingos stay in the region). Later on, I see them walking about when looking through the kitchen window, but there seems to be many more at one point. I catch a glimpse of a young man through the spaces in the fence slats near the driveway opposite our house to the south - who appears to be looking into our backyard. Well, how rude.

I begin to open the door and a smaller hand comes around through the partly open door and it has painted red nails. This startles me at first and “looks like trouble”. What is odd is that the door opens on the left side instead of the right, but this does not seem to be any indication that things are not quite right, either. The girl looks remarkable (“quivering” silver eyes), breathing deeply and quite loudly, but I have no clue where she came from. “I’m hungry,” she complains as if it were perfectly normal to say such to a stranger and expect food. Not knowing what else to do, I open the refrigerator. All there is, is eggs; different sizes, different colors. Everywhere. Nothing else. I am not sure what to make of it - perhaps I need to go shopping later.

At any rate, no one is around anymore. I look out the back and the flamingos are dancing about in a somewhat ungraceful manner. (This reminds me of the dream when my wife was somehow a large white egret at one point in some sort of anthropomorphic bird ritual, but that dream was more involving.)

Then it dawns on me. Tommy Roe is our new neighbor, so all the “pretty flamingos” come over the fence and steal…I do not know what exactly, as there is not really food lying about in the yard. The album I had in my youth had “Wild Thing” listed just prior to “Pretty Flamingo” (oddly, there is no reference on Wikipedia to this). So…we have a wereflamingo problem, but I do not seem to mind. However, considering “Roe”, I remember that roe is actually fish eggs and reconsider if the eggs in the refrigerator are somehow fish eggs rather than various types of bird eggs.

“Roe!”…I absentmindedly shout…“like pollywog eggs!”

A disembodied elderly female Russian voice says “Such a face dushka you are a clown!”

This means two things. Firstly, it means the scriptwriters for “The Other” could not speak Russian as “dushka” supposedly is only used for young women (or big guns - take your pick) as a term of endearment. Secondly, I saw “The Other” one too many times…and it did not even have flamingos in it.

After partaying for hours about random guitar hero competitions and convoluted games of tag, I end up nonlucidly jumping off of a wall and over a banister four feet away to win a game of tag. Since when could you win tag was on most minds? I meet a family I was trying to meet but it was non lucid so yeah,. Acomputer virus makes all of my desktop shortcuts go down the screen and delete them when they get to the bottom, so I try the upate and force shutdown to intentionally corrupt some stuff on m y pc, hoping that the malware is one of them.

Dream:

I met my first love and there were two other women.
One of them I remembered - the other one a friend of his, too.
And we started recollecting, how we supposedly would have met.
Namely at a club, where the two of them were "bouncerines" - one with a bear-costume for some weird reason. And then we lived through this wrong memory - quite like it was for real, in the end, just complete different outer context.
Weird.

Fragment:

Digging around with my grandmother in that stone circle again, where her secret lab was under - nothing more.

The biggest problem in this comp was my recall.

LET'S MAKE THIS HAPPENNNNN
so last night was another attempt to get a good, uninterrupted night's sleep, mostly successful I'd say. Soon I'll get back to WBTB's, although the uhh, sort of expectation that comes with an attempt is a little stressful and I end up in weird, half-awake moods. I'd say it's worth it though. As long as I know what I'm getting into, right?

Fragment - Crisis Core Cloud Kill-off
hahaha ALLITERATION

OK so basically I dreamed about a story in a big desert. I don't really remember the earlier parts, but at the end it kinda segued into the end of Final Fantasy VII: Crisis Core ... except this time, Cloud was the one who died, instead of Zack. :U ... I actually found that to be a pretty interesting concept, and I really enjoyed the sort of emotions of the dream, especially when my alarm went off with "How'm I Supposed To Die" by Civil Twilight playing.

Anyway it was quite sad. Zack carried on, still managing to maintain his sense of humor despite being quite alone now, and in the middle of a desert. Think he had to fend off some kinda weird zombie things, which also made an appearance in my later dream. SPEAKING OF WHICH—>>>

Dream - "Assassin's Creed" Vidya Game
I'm putting this one in a spoiler because I ended up rambling for a good, uh, 1500 words. Wow.

Spoiler for SO MANY WOOOOORDS:

ALRIGHT this one was pretty cool hey alright. Set in a video game which is pretty interesting. Let's capture these details~

So it started off supposedly set in an Assassin's Creed video game. I didn't think it was a dream, I just knew I was gaming, even though, y'know, I was physically present in the game. Which I guess is kind of how it is in real life too so that makes sense. I mean, you don't spend the whole game thinking "I am a person looking at a screen," you think something like "IM CORVO AND I HAVE MAGIC POWERS OH CRAP THAT GUARD IS LOOKING RIGHT AT ME" SO ANYWAY

Started off in some kinda dungeon. There were big cages with prisoners inside nearby, arranged along the wall in front of me and to my right, and an empty cage to my left. Behind me was an open space and some kinda drop-down ledge thing, and ahead there was a left turn (rounding the empty cage) which led "forward". As in progress in the game.

The first thing I did, though, was head backwards, and drop off the ledge. I think there may have been a bit of a slant and some stairs leading down slightly. Fricking. Architecture. NEVERMIND.

Abruptly there were four zombie things blocking the way I'd just come from. They were pretty awful looking, their skin blotched dark red and white as though they'd taken burns to most of their bodies, with disfigurations all over their faces and y'know, no eyes, no hair, gaping mouths, the whole shebang. They weren't scary at all, for whatever reason. They flailed to demonstrate their willingness to attack me, and then I took 'em out. Don't remember how. What is with my brain and just skipping the good parts? PAY ATTENTION TO THE FIGHT SCENES, DUDE.

Anyway then I decided it was time for sneaky sneak things. My brain decided I was playing Assassin's Creed, but as far as I know it wasn't much like it. Stronger focus on not being seen at all, not much in the way of assassinations. Sort of more of an Outlast vibe.

Arright so anyway I moved forward and climbed up onto the empty cage, probably making some simply amazing clanging noises as I went. Then I crouched up there, because some weirdo crouched on top of an empty cage is basically invisible, I guess. People don't look up so maybe...?

At the end of the (short) hallway was a door with yellow light and fancy-lookin' carpeting beyond it, and a right turn leading down another hallway that had some doors along the side. That was my goal. Eventually.

Then a frickin' parade of people went by. Like, everyone needed to use this fricking prison hallway. They were actually pretty interesting, though. Like, you'd have a group that might consist of four or five people, maybe two paired together, maybe some dude in a rolling cage, a girl wearing makeup and fancy clothes, all of 'em just loaded with detail... that would be just one group. And there were probably like six of those groups going by. EVERYONE NEEDED TO USE THIS HALLWAY. WHAT WAS THEIR DEAL. I was just waiting for the "game" to stop throwing new people at me, which may have been part of the problem.

At some point I snuck off the cage and managed to hide under some stairs, also along the left wall, and a bit closer to the door. They were these weird, rickety, pointless stairs leading up to nothing, and they had some more rickety wood stuff between me and the still-continuing parade of random people, which apparently served as SUFFICIENT HIDING in this game. Btw all these indignant reactions I'm having are post-dream. During the dream I was just like, "AW YEAH RICKETY STAIRS. The ultimate hiding spot."

Next I had to sneak around in a brightly lit hallway with absolutely no cover, around an entire group of courtiers or whatever you call 'ems, the people who hang out in large groups wearing fancy dresses and talk about fans or whatever. This was accomplished by, I don't know, doing that somehow. The game didn't exactly present some expected scenario, so I ended up crouch-running around them like a weirdo. You know what, maybe it wasn't even really a stealth game. Maybe it was just an exploration of how much weirdness people are willing to ignore from one man.

Uhhh and then also there was some bit where I was lying in wait back at the stairs and caught sight of some weird butler guy. He had kind of a wrinkled pug-dog sort of a face, not actually a pug-dog. It was really just what I would call a dumb face, no offense to anyone in the real world. Like, he clearly made an excellent butler, was perhaps the best butler a castle could have, but as a king he would've been the nicest, most well-meaning king a country could have, before being executed by rioting peasants because he forgot to attend to important peasant life things, like food or whatever. He was that kind of guy.

He also had a couple clones, which was neat. Just him and his two clones lined up in preparation for more butler things. Good times.

Then I was back to sneaking around courtiers, who fortunately all decided to bow to someone at the same time, mere moments after I had sprinted out from hiding while somehow still in a crouch. I skirted the group and hid under a decorative table against the hallway's wall, before shortly deciding to sneak into a particular door across the hall.

I walked into the room like a normal person and encountered some kindly American watchmaker who was totally on my side. How I knew he was on my side, I have no idea. It was a Dream Fact™. He welcomed me and was all nice and stuff, and then someone entered the tiny room and I had to duck under the table, which was about waist height and plain wood with four legs and no cover, so as you can imagine it didn't prevent someone from seeing me at all. The game was satisfied, though. Way to take cover, the game seemed to be saying, judging by the fact that the soldier who was now chatting up the watchmaker hadn't decided to shoot and/or stab and/or notice me.

He eventually left, and I crawled out from under the table and commissioned a watch from the watchmaker. He happily obliged and I watched in wonder as he made a watch that I just absolutely adored. I remember looking at it super closely and seeing absolutely nothing weird about it, all the numbers in the right place and the whole thing made of some material that was glorious to behold. I loved that frickin' watch. Also, I think it turned me back into my normal shape as a girl instead of some grown man assassin thief. I mean, the process of being made a watch that I loved turned me back into me, and the game sort of stopped being a game at that point.

Hmmm so at that point we walked out of the room and were suddenly in a Metro, and Ben was with me being my personal second shadow again (gonna have to make that boy a dreamsign, unless the process of going "oh my brother whom I adore is here, I MUST BE DREAMING" is just too depressing). I think the watchmaker finished the watch then?? I am not sure ?? Dream timing is so weird.

And to wrap all this up, Ben and I hopped on a Metro train and accidentally left the watchmaker behind, who turned into Hobbes from Calvin and Hobbes and started throwing important things that we needed to us while somehow keeping pace with the train (but not so much that he could catch up and jump aboard). I remember trying to catch thing while my arms were full, but it worked out.

THEN HE WAS DEAD. Ben and I hopped off the train and were abruptly at a giant monument that had been erected in his honor, in the middle of a park. It was daytime and the whole thing had a sort of pleasant springtime feel. GOOD TIMES.

Oh yeah, last thing is that at some point there was a brief flash where I saw a part of the game I hadn't gotten to yet. Something about being in some lovely marble room with a fireplace, above which was a mantel, from which things were falling, some of which broke on the ground. PREPOSITION CHAINING. Not a recommended way to extend a sentence...

UH ANYWAY. The important thing about this flash was that the whole scene was in some kinda HD. Even more HD than the parts of the dream I'd already encountered. This was exciting to me in the dream, but it's even more exciting to me now because THAT MEANS HD IN DREAMS. SUPER HD. GLORIOUS HD. I'm excited~

Dream 1:

I was hanging out with my sister and this guy. The guy started to act crazy. The barrier between his thoughts and actions disappeared, he became unconscious but he still kept acting out whatever his instinctual reactions were. Was terrifying, he was like an animal yet completely unpredictable. He would become conscious/lucid occasionally and he was a really nice guy but that was often short lived as his madness would overtake him quite quickly.

Dream 2:

I did a WILD into this dream. Watched the dream successfully form. I was in a car with these two guys, but I was another person. I noticed that there was already a clear storyline going on, so I decided to play along for a bit to see what happened. We arrived at our destination and I found out we were all detectives. Two more detectives approached and gave us each 20,000$. It was dirty money which I gladly pocketed. Lost lucidity around this point. We were going to go to a gambling den to steal some money. They were all supposed to go in first and I was going to be the getaway car. I had to piss so I went inside and ran into Andy Warhol. He asked me some weird question about people being clowns. I told him that he was a clown and so was I. His brain just about exploded and I walked away. I wandered around trying to get to the bathroom but there were so many people blocking the way it was tough. Then I woke up.

Dream 3:

I was supposed to meet some girl but it ended up being this creepy guy instead. He wanted to be my pet or something? I don't know I think he also wanted to rape me. It turned out he was actually a space-flea in human form and I started to run away from him. I became lucid and started flying away. He jumped really high and I kept flying higher but I couldn't get into my super flying speed. So he stayed on my tail. Some random DC was running after me too, trying to help. He told me that he found a way to banish the flea and that I had to find his true colors. So I guessed red-blue. I somehow ended up back in a house. I was still afraid that creepy flea DC was chasing me so I phased through the wall and started flying away again. Woke up.

Last night was epic, and a major breakthrough in my learning to lucid dream. I don't really know where to start so let's begin with the earliest dream I had that night.

I was at a school campus, but which school that was I have no idea. Me and my friend were on a team and we were pretty much playing in an FPS(First Person Shooter). I remember shooting at the other team with a huge mini gun but it was vague. What I do remember pretty clearly was being chased by the other team with this gun lmao, but anyways I was jumping fluently and running as I would normally do in real life so the essence of the dream wasn't really holding me back. I remember getting shot at and if you were shot, the other team's score would go up. Except, you wouldn't die. You would just keep getting shot at lol. Anyways I couldn't play this game for long. I eventually woke up.

When I did wake up though I encountered something I haven't encountered since my middle school days: sleep paralysis. I don't know why all of a sudden I would enter such a state but I used to get them a lot during middle school and it really did terrify me. Now that I know what it is though, I embraced the fact that I was in sleep paralysis and took full advantage of it. I just went back to sleep, simple as that. So I'm guessing what I just did was a DEILD but at the time I confused it for a WILD since I was in sleep paralysis but I never was technically awake so I don't think it's appropriate to call it that. Anyways I'm rambling. I went back to sleep but as soon as I closed my eyes I felt like I was being dragged across my bed, spiraling and honestly the feeling felt pretty scary at first. I opened my eyes still paralyzed, realizing that I haven't even moved. I had nothing to be scared of. I closed my eyes again, that eerie feeling of spinning across my bed not a problem anymore. I welcomed it with open arms, and for about 10-15 seconds I rode this wild ride...until I woke up. But something wasn't right. No, I knew this was going to happen. I RC'ed, plugging my nose and seeing if I could breathe through it. I failed the RC and realized I had just achieved my second lucid dream. I immediately calmed myself and ground myself to the dream. Everything felt so...real. It was amazing for lack of a better word. It wasn't my room but it felt like my room. My brother was sleeping soundly across from me and all I wanted to do was just one thing: fly. So I decided screw this, I'm out. I punched my window and...it didn't break -.-. This startled my brother and he woke up asking what I was doing. I was about to tell him that we're dreaming when I realized that it wouldn't be a good idea. With my faulty dream logic still intact and maybe due to a little excitement I concluded that me and him were dreaming together. But no, I pushed this notion out of my head since I knew it was false and focused my efforts on breaking the darn window. It was still dark outside so I decided to make it daytime, and I kept at it when I finally woke up.

I was dazed and excited and bewildered all at the same time. I can't believe I just achieved something so great without even really practicing. I was satisfied for the night so I went back to sleep, with my intent of just recording down any dreams that came along that night.

When I woke up it was already 7:45ish, somewhere around this time frame and I just laid in bed thinking about a few things. I tossed and turned, eventually falling asleep. But without really thinking about it I paid attention to it. I was aware of it I guess you can say. I woke up after some time, yet again paralyzed. Was it really possible now to induce a WILD? One lucid dream was good for the night, crap it was good probably for the next 2-3 weeks. But another one?? I closed my eyes and once again welcomed the feeling of being dragged and spinning at the same time, that familiar feeling I had earlier that night.

I soon woke up, knowing it was yet again another false awakening and doing another RC. This time I was going to break that window. I improvised this time. I grabbed the chair that was in my room and threw it at the window and...it still didn't break. I was done lmao, I just decided to walk out of my room and downstairs, while in the process of walking downstairs imagined a suit and tie on myself and it soon appeared. I was going to walk out the house when I saw that my mom's room door was open. Why not? Let me interact with my dream mom. I called out to her, telling her that I was going outside and she called back but in a strange voice, and at the same time faint as well. Concerned I walked to her room, and when I did she was just folding clothes. She looked just like my regular mom, and I was relieved. As soon as I confronted her though, she gave me this kind of eerie look. She gives me the look in reality when I've done something extremely wrong, but I was wondering what I did. I felt like she knew I was dreaming but then she just asked me if I had put my socks away, and I told her I did. That whole scenario was pretty weird lol but anyways I walk outside, with my suit and tie now gone
and I soon look at my dream neighborhood. Everything was so amazing, so clear. I couldn't believe my eyes. I then tried to start flying, but it was a real struggle. I would just float back down every single time, taking very large leaps. On my second try I decided to do something else. I saw two dream characters longboard past me. I think one of them was my brother but I can't really confirm it. I then tried to shoot lightning out my hands and trip him up while he was zooming past me. Nothing. I then decided to do something else different. I decided to shoot web out of my hands like I was Spider-Man. I did, and it attached to a car near me. It was nice to know that I actually did have some dream control. It was evident that I had super strength at the moment since I pulled the car to me with relative ease but apparently not enough to break a window -__________- . After that I went to flip the car and it flipped easily when I heard a cough. This was not good. Not good at all. It was coming from my actual room where I was sleeping, my brother being the one who coughed. I immediately woke up, once again excited that I had yet another lucid dream but kind of mad at my brother for waking me up ha ha.

Last night was a very successful night and I think I found my main way of attaining lucid dreams. WILDing is definitely for me and I can just imagine how many more lucid dreams I have to go. This has been a major achievement for me and now I'm definitely on the right track, especially for a novice and I'm just going to keep getting better and better at this, just watch

I got in an elevator with a couple people and we all pressed different floor numbers. I can't remember what number I pressed I think it was 401. Everyone got off on the second stop including a lady with her daughter but they realized this was not their floor so they tried to jump back in the elevator. The woman got in first and the elevator doors started to close I tried to hit the open button but I didn't hit it fast enough and the doors closed repeatedly in on the child. We finally got the girl out and the mother was so angry at me. I told her I was sorry that I didn't hit the button fast enough.

Then the mother picked up her child and continued to wait for her stop. As the doors were opening she dropped her child and she watched her crawl under the doors and fall out on to the train tracks( the elevator turned into a train) I was shocked and was panicking saying " how could you do that, the train ran over her!" I was surprised that she seemed really apathetic towards the situation and she blamed it on me. I got out of the train and started to swim to a platform ( the underground station had flooded) I got on a piece of drift wood and noticed the girl in the water. I thought she was dead at first but she swam up onto a ledge. We both got to her and I saw a giant rat in the water so I said that we shouldn't swim anymore.

The ledge had staircases which lead to a room with a bunch of toys. There were a lot of people in there and I noticed a box that said my name but with io attached to the end. I looked through it and has such a great time remembering all the toys and drawing I made. The stuff in the box was actual stuff I have had in real life.

Recalled another dream.

03/21/14

6:30 am non-lucid

Another dream about cars. I'm driving to church (?), but I get stuck in traffic and am unable to get off the exit in time, so just keep going, all the way down to the city. The dream landscape is similar to my other dreams in which I drive to the city and am trying to get home. In fact, as I'm thinking about how to get home as my dream self, that landscape comes to mind.

I'm upset about missing church, but feel like it's unfair to be judged because I tried so hard, but there was just so much traffic and it was so complicated turning myself around.

Fragments:
On a bus going to this place, The Stig is sat next to me silent as always.
I see Dave, my old sports tutor.
I saw Jeremy Clarkson for some reason.
I see this room full of monsters on some sort of conveyor belt.

Possible dream signs:
Dave, Clarkson, Stig

03/21/14

6:30 am non-lucid

I had a dream that I couldn't find where I parked my car. I was at a school of some sort, though I'm not sure if it was my high school, university or a mix of the two. This is because at one point my high school classmates were in the dream. But I was me, from present day, and they were older too. The dream landscape is similar to the one from my dream about the high school reunion. Different from my past dreams about high school and different from my dreams about my university.

I was looking for my car with my girlfriend (no girlfriend in waking life). Or, boyfriend? At some point she became a girl. And I think at one point, she became my close friend from the dream about the farm. Despite having a girlfriend in the dream, I also had a husband (my husband from waking life). Someone once questioned (or I questioned myself), "What about my husband," and I replied that I'm still dating my husband too, like I haven't chosen between them yet. I've had dreams like this before in the past too. In which I have to choose between my husband and boyfriend/girlfriend, but haven't yet.

The path we go down to get to the car is snowy, and there are various snow filled parking lots around it. Some too filled with snow to park in.

Date: 3/21/2014 (Thu)
Total sleep: 7.5 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RC’s, Awareness, & Visualization
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Reviewing previous dreams, visualization, “Find your hands”, MILD
Recall Techniques: Mantras, visualization, “lucid anchor”
Fell Asleep: 9:30 pm
Dream 1 Title: I am Tarzan
Dream 1: I am in a large department store with my wife. The store is huge, like a super Walmart, but it has a 1970’s appearance that reminds me of the Worcester Fair (as store I was often in as a child). Jen is shopping for her trip to the Amazon jungle. She is in an isle picking up bright orange cans of spray on sun screen. The thought of the jungle triggers a false memory. I remember that I was raised by a female ape (just like Tarzan). I also recall that she used to sing a song to me. The words of that song are “I love you for breakfast, I love you for lunch, I love you for dinner, I love you a bunch.” We continue to shop. Jen is looking for some shorts and tops to take on the trip. I suddenly am afraid. I know there are dangerous animals in this place and they are going to try and kill me. My wife is now gone and I exit the building through a side door. I am now on Hope Ave. in Worcester. It looks very close to the way it does in real life; it is a long straight road with sidewalks on both sides. Also the street runs through a large cemetery on both sides. I am walking on the sidewalk when I see two rows of animals walking towards me. The first two animals are a large wolf (to my right) and a lioness (on my left). There are other animals behind them (I remember a gorilla and a bear, but not the rest). I know these animals want to kill me, but I am the lord of the jungle. I must make an example of some of these animals do demonstrate my strength and power. I jump to my right and slam my right shoulder into the wolf, knocking him down on to a grassy area. I immediately begin to rain blows down on his rib cage (just like an ape would do in a fight). With the wolf incapacitated I spin on the lioness. She is coming up behind me with her long yellowed teeth bared. I grab her face. I slide my fingers into her mouth, right hand on the top and left hand on the lower jaw. I begin to pull her mouth open. She struggles but I am too strong. The dream ends before I hear the snap of bone. I look at the clock, look away, and back again as a RC, 4:16 am, but I am definitely awake
Dream 2 Title: Practice Flying
Dream 2: After I woke up from Dream 1 I lay in bed for 10 to 15 min remembering the dream. I then remind myself that “in my dream I will see my hands and realize I am dreaming.” At some point I doze off. I am in a bedroom, standing in the middle of the room. I notice it is day time and it feels like summer. I can see sunlight coming in the windows and it is reflecting off of the light colored hardwood floor. I walk out of the door into the living room. I realize I am in the old house where I used to live with my wife several years ago. But the room size and shape is not the same, there is no furniture, and our bedroom was on the second floor. Jen is looking out of the large front windows. I walk over and look out as well. The scene looks nothing like real life. I am looking out onto a city street. A sidewalk runs right in front of the window. There are brick buildings across the street. Right then a silver PT Cruiser comes speeding down the street from my left, swerves onto the sidewalk and speeds past my window. I think “Oh my God, that idiot is going to kill someone.” I must do something! I run to the kitchen door and out onto the sidewalk. I begin to sprint and realize I have super speed. I must be running over 50 miles per hour because I am catching up to the speeding car. The car swerves to the left, off the sidewalk, across the street and down a side road. I think to myself, “This is an opportunity to practice my flying!” I jump forward, superman style, and begin to zoom down the side street. I see the car about 100 yards down the road, stopped. The driver is now on a motorcycle (wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and a black helmet with a reflective face shield.) I jet after him as he speeds away. I am willing myself to go faster as he goes right down another side street between brick buildings. I pursue, but have to slow down so I don’t hit any buildings. The guy rides up a cement ramp and into a building. I follow. I am now flying down a hallway. The building is old and the walls are made of cement. I fly up a set of stairs, through an open doorway, and into a long wide hallway with large openings to my right. It reminds me of a parking garage, but the hallway is not wide enough for cars to park. I can see a rundown city (many old brick buildings) through the openings. Suddenly I hear the motorcycle behind me. Somehow the guy has tricked me. I roll over (while still flying) onto my back and see the guy riding toward me. I begin to fly backward, with my feet in front of me, toward the guy. As we close the distance I slam my feet into his helmet. I don’t see him wipe out, but I can hear the bike crash onto the pavement. I wake up.
Awake: 5:10 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) Dream 1 = 6; Dream 2 = 7
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) Dream 1 = 5; Dream 2 = 9
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) Dream 1 = 8 minutes; Dream 2 = 2-3 minutes
Emotions: Dream 1 = Fear, then anger; Dream 2 = anger, confident/powerful
Dream Signs: I am Tarzan, in a place that reminds me of my past, fighting wild animals and winning, wild animals in Worcester, back in my old house, a car driving on the sidewalk, running at super speed, flying, knowing that I need to practice my flying
Notes: I did not take any magnesium last night. I did take 500 mg of Chorine and 250 mg of B-5. I am so glad I had decent dream recall last night. When I woke up form Dream 1, I almost fell right back to sleep. Then I realized I need to remember the dream. It took a while to trace the dream backward from the end. I know there was more but couldn’t seem to extract it from my mind. The second dream was awesome. I had some slight idea that I was dreaming, but I was not lucid. But lucid or not it feels great to fly. I awoke feeling energized. I also think I was very close to lucidity which is a good sign that achieving lucidity in the future is going to become easier. I started the “Find my hands” technique last night. For some reason this technique appeals to me. I really believe I will have greater success using it. I am going to stick with it every night for a few weeks and see how it goes. Note: I did see my hands in both dreams (when I was beating the wolf in the first; and when I was flying, with my hands out in front of me, in the second.)

Pizza delivery guy
I am walking towards my house when I notice there's this dude following me. This scares me, and as soon as I reach the edge of my property, I take a sharp turn into the garden. And God forbid, he follows!
I consider my escape routes when he is suddenly too close, next to me. I look at him, and he has fair skin and blonde hair. He turns to me too, with a grin.
"So you're also going this way?" He says to me in a friendly way. At first I am confused, but it fades as I notice the pizza box he's carrying.
"Yes," I think I say "So you're the pizza delivery guy?" We don't ever order pizza, but in my dream I don't question this. Or why he is walking through my yard.
We enter my house. My mother welcomes him and takes the pizza. To my suprise, he follows us into the dining room and grabs himself a small, white plate from a stack on the table. He then proceeds to sit down next to me as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
My family and I start eating the pizza, but the pizza delivery guy still has an empty plate. As I don't think this is polite, I pick of some of the topping of my pizza, 1/4 slice of cucumber and a salad leaf to be precise, and place it in front of him.
"Thank you for serving me." He says gratefully.
"Do you know Simen?" I say (Simen is a friend)
"No."
"You look like him." He seems older than my friend, but he has the same round face and child-like, warm eyes.

This is where my memory ends.

The abandoned post
My friend, Wendy, takes me and another one of my friends, Jenny, into an abandoned war post. The colours in the dream are very dark and grey-ish. There is still a war going on. Dolls are spread out on the floor. Wendy instructs me and Jenny where to hide when the nuclear bombs hit. She tells us leather will protect our skin, but wood will burn. I understand that the people who used to live here are dead - that the only thing that remains of their bodies is the heavy dust I am breathing in.
When we have settled, Wendy tells us that she had a relationship with an officer. She then talks about how one of her ovaries are clogged, and therefore it is very unlikely for her to get pregnant. She calims she is sterile, but I know she's lying, because somehow, I knew she once had an abortion. Then, I begin accusing her of things and promoting safe sex, without realizing the absurdness of the entire situation.
The dream then takes me into the past and I see her great grandmother, who also claims she is unable to have children. The great grandma is flirting with an officer. I then notice the red band around on of the arms of his jacked, and realize what this means..

The dream ends. All names are changed. ..

In the next dream I am accused of theft and vandalism by a person who is ripping off my friend. No reason to go into detail.

Note: Can't help but notice similarity between the War Post-dream and this: Deadly doll - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

Fragment 1: someone wanted to know whether two people could simultaneously do a certain thing on database, and the answer was yes.

Fragment 2: I had some sort of marks on my arm, and my husband asked "how did you get those burns?", and I explained those were not burns but skretches

23:18 bedtime. Yay!

00:00 Friday 2014-03-21 competition #17 night #14 LDs #27, #28, FA fight with an orc

04:37

5) scene over the ocean high on a cliff/hill by a house. I'm just standing there observing. There is a little house to the left in front of me. There is a planter there on the ground near me to the front and left. I look at this planter and think about it. There is a table at the end of a ramp also in front of me, I think this is for the house owner since I "know" he's in a wheelchair. You can't see the ocean (out to the front and right) because of the fog. I know my brother-in-law has told me about this spot and recommends climbing down the path to the ocean that is to the front and right of me.. There is also a road off to the left through the trees.

6) I'm outside old college house, I see NI friend there, there's a row of computers, 80's style PCs, I'm looking for mine but can't see it. NI is using a computer. I think I have returned to the house after a long absence but my room should still be available.

7) Keeper of the amber. I'm in a room with big huge slugs of amber. I know that we can forge these slugs of amber into powerful swords. I imagine that we can also imprints the names of people allowed to use these swords on to a stone. People knock at the door trying to come in, only the people on our team are let in, I'm guarding the door.

8) bizarre star paths in the sky. There were lines of stars in the skies following paths, and you could follow them walking underneath. The stars were moving along these paths, it was very beautiful.

Takes a little while to get back to sleep, perhaps the dark chocolate bar in the afternoon was kicking in to nudge me alert. It may have helped with the lucid: (!)

05:18 LD #27

9) I'm in my parent's bedroom of my childhood home, it's dark night, vision is grainy/faint in the room. I'm sitting in a recliner chair next to the bed, my younger son at a younger age is lying in the bed. I'm looking at him in the bed, his eyes are creepy/wrong and watching me, it's hard to tell in the dark for sure, then I think he's not looking at me. He's holding something in his hand, I take it out of his hands, it's a little box, I open it, I see on the left side under the lid his passport and the rest is a bunch of his favorite small toys, I give the box back to him. I say "that's OK." His eyes are looking at me and they're really creepy, I'm kind of freaked out, I do a nose pinch and I'm lucid. I'm a bit surprised but not very much, I forget my "son" and feel no fear. I'm downstairs now walking from the dining room to the living room. My vision feels clouded. I recalled a technique of imaging veils in front your eyes and pulling them away, I do this and I see the veils and I easily pull them aside resulting in super HD clarity. I'm in the well-lit living room, I'm amazed at the clarity. I see books on a bookshelf and I can clearly see the writing on their spines: different colors of text. I wonder how realistic things will feel: I reach and look down and inspect "the equipment" and yep, things look and feel realistic. I don't read them (and not sure if they're letters or not) but I could have they were so clear. I go out on the deck, it's night still outside, and take off flying over the trees. I sense my wife has come out on the deck behind me and I don't want her to see me, so I urge myself to fly faster to get into the cover of the trees, "come on! faster!". I keep flying and remember my goal of really wanting to see myself flying, and look down and see trees and houses with lights on passing underneath me. Then I "wake up"

...and my alarm is going off. It's not my alarm ringtone but I don't catch that. I get up from bed in a white room (dream sign, common in FAs), my wife and I are captives, I'm thinking about how to save us, I ask her for some advice and she makes a snide remark about solving problems myself, I then see an Orc in the room with us he's holding a long but kind of dull-looking sword. I engage with him, I have no weapons, I avoid the blade and close in and manage to twist the blade out of its hands and I stab the orc, my wife is impressed. I then go to the next room, there is an orange large evil orc/caterpillar/snake thing there with a little head on top of a long neck, I run at it and make a two-handed overhead strong blow with the sword with intention to decapitate / smash its head but my sword bounces right off.

This raises an alarm, the beasts are gathering, I head outside and I pass by an area where there are lots of human captives, I see them and they are very cartoony-looking, like hasty/rough drawings of cavemen with scraggly beards. Then I'm at some sort of bus station with the beginnings of a resistance, about 8 young strong men are gathered, and more come to our group, I name them as they arrive. I think we've avoided discovery because of all the activity at the bus station with lots of prisoners. They're all lifelike at this point.

Takes a while to get back to sleep

07:08 LD #28

10) I get lucid walking down the steps from my childhood home's garage down to the back porch. I stop on the stairs, feel like I have to "hold" the dream, I rub my hands, and recite my name and state that I'm dreaming competitively (nod to StephL for this idea). But I "can't hold it" and the dream fades.

07:40 alarm for breakfast duty. No one's actually getting up today, eat breakfast myself and head back to bed for some more dreaming and to make up for the extra awake time.

08:30 (?) back to sleep

Daydreaming, looks like I got an incubation effect given the next dream. Finally got a handle on myself and forced myself to head for relaxation, and eventually slept.

10:49

1)

Spoiler for sexy time, somewhat explicit:

lots of sex going on, giving and receiving oral. Hot girl comes up to car, I'm in the driver seat, she speaks to me from passenger side window, she was looking for me, I couldn't understand/hear what she was saying so I keep asking her to repeat it, it's like "I wanted...<something something> but you left". I said come here and I'll <epithet involving consumption and felines> for 15 seconds." She was a little hesitant (she was in a hurry?). Then she's in the car and naked and I grab her lower parts and dive in and get to work she is moaning. Earlier I was in a room and a hot girl was on her knees in front of me, I was giving directions but she wasn't always following.

2) buying a gift at a gift store, the guy asks all kinds of questions, I"m not sure why he's asking them so I answer. It turns out the questions were so he could engrave the answers on the pressent, but because of this misunderstanding of the questions and their purpose the present was engraved with the wrong name of the recipient and the wrong information, I'm quite puzzled as to how this could have happened.

3) I'm lying outside in a sort of tall tent outdoors, daytime. My dad is talking to some guy he called a "communist hippy freak." We're in some sort of park, but the hippy dude is part of a project to plant vegetables/food in public places, we're trying to figure out what his plan is, when they get enough food growing in public they will send some sort of signal and the people will arise and be free.

F1) And older woman is walking looking for an older man for romantic actions and finds him.

F2) Weird face masks, one young boy has a mask and a wasp is walking across his upper lip giving his mask some sort of power. Another boy is highlighting his eyebrow and sewing some thread into his skin on the eyebrow as a decoration. Then I'm swimming up the sidewalk outside my adult home and come upon a big wasp floating in the water and think it's 'dream residue' from the boy's face mask, and splash it off to the bushes.

F3) some friends and their kids are playing video games in a house, they have to earn their time in the video game room.

4) I'm entering a store looking for a hardware store that has been taken over by some oppressive company. I go in and someone tells me this has happened. I turn to the right and enter that area, a store within a store. I look around and think this is not want I want. I leave then go back and say the heck with it if they're evil I need to buy <something>

In the far corner of the store my mom and dad are doing something. My dad is installing some new room there and carrying walls/windows.

Me my sister and my parents were in a zombie infected world. We built up camp in a park that overviewed a pond. The days were pretty short and our house was built out of Minecraft blocks. The walls were wooden blocks, the floor cobblestone, and the ceiling cobblestone. Since the beginning of the dream i remember seeing a figure in a black leather jacket and he always had his hood up. His head seemed very big under the hood and he was always dragging an axe around. Whenever I pointed him out he seemed to turn around and slowly walk away and my parents were too slow. Our biggest problem was finding food so I told my sister and she agreed. There was a surplus of deer in the park for i don't know why we didn't just hunt the deer. I then changed my mind because I noticed that the deer might be infected. Above the park was a huge parking lot and towering over the lot was many old, falling apart apartment buildings. One day the hooded black figure stood above the lot looking down on our little minecraft set up. I pointed him out and my parents seemed to not care at all about it yet me and my sister did. I said screw them and I started to running and on the grass was a baseball bat. I picked it up and bolted uo the small incline towards the lot. When i got up into the lot the sky was very dark and the setting was very Walking Dead like. The figure saw me and turned around as if he didn't notice. I didn't recognize a face at all in fact i don't think there was one. From there time seemed to fast foreword to where i was a couple of feet away from what seemed to be a barbecue that was perched up on top of a stand. Yet, this barbecue had a body that was lying on top of the stand. I looked around to make sure there was no zombies around and started whacking the figure on the top and the sides as hard as i can. I constantly checked my back and i seemed to do this constantly until a police car rolls up and a man with black hair wearing a blue nyc police officer uniform and he ask's what happened. I don't remember what i said exactly but he sort of just picked up the "head" threw it on the ground, took out a very small bottle of gasoline i supposed and a very intricate lighter that was white with some sort of black/blue design on the front. He took the gasoline and lighter and made a flamethrower with it and he started torching the head of the figure. He ended his torching and we both turned to each other and smiled. He bowed down quite oddly and i took my hand and ruffled his hair. I remember the feeling of awkwardness in the dream. Time seemed to pass to where the cop car was facing the other way down the lot and my sister and i stood on the walkway. A black woman police officer sat in the cruiser looking up at us. The sky was a sort of sunset haze which felt quite good under the circumstances we were in. My sister asked what the time was and i looked at my watch and it was all weird numbers. The watch was the same one i have IWL, all black g shock. My watch read 22 something something something. Then the woman says, "thats wrong. Mine reads 2 some thing." Time seems to fast forward and we're running through the lot when i ask my sister why we don't just hunt the deer. I said the word Venison several times in my head. We made our way down into the park and we were running to the set up. I had my new Nike Freetrainers on and i felt like I was running 200 mph. I thought about all the little rubber pegs on the bottom of the shoe and i seemed to pick up speed. My legs felt like nothing and i thought that i could just run forever. We came close to the camp and i jumped on top of it and wondered wether i made any noise. My sister turned to me with a look of surprise and says, "that makes no noise!". I nod my head and move inside where my parents were laying down on the floor with their backs against the wall. They seemed to be watching TV somehow. It's just about night now and i stepped over my dad, put my back against the unevern wall and my dad asked for a pillow so i handed him a block lol. Then my mom woke me up.