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1. [Non-Lucid] [Long]
I'm in a room full of people using PC's, I'm sat at the door, Emily is there and she wants to use a PC so the IT guy shows her to a PC and picks it up and carries it out of the room with Emily.

My old college tutor is there, she wants to go spy on them too see what they're up too, I join her (I'm worried I'l get caught though due to my wheelchair not being very quiet).

Now back In the PC room, Emily is now using the PC, I'm kinda trapped in the corner with my cousin Matt and a random guy in a wheelchair blocking my way out. I decide to start watching Matt, hes using a Mac and is scrolling through his iTunes music, I then comment "Pfff Macs, PC's are better", he then grabs my and starts punching me softly in the ribs while I am repeating "Get off, your gunna hurt me", he eventually lets go.

I'm now sat at a round table in the same room eating something off a plate, (forgot what exactly) It doesn't seem very appetizing, then Emily grabs my attention so I go over to her and she has found a secret passage and so I follow her in, Now were in Minecraft and I cant really see her because its foggy, then we exit the passage into a room, the room is filled with things made of Lego, it was pretty cool.

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Fragments:
1. In Minecraft looking around the big dark house looking for chests to loot.
2. Looking for a drink or something.
3. We run into a trap while in the army in Afghanistan I think.
4. Mum says I haven't eaten my chocolate orange, I look down at my desk and theres a bowl full of chopped up chocolate orange.

possible dream signs:
Emily, Matt, Tutor, Minecraf

Side notes:
Successfully WILDed but didn't actually enter a dream.

3/16/2014

Note: I started taking magnesium, B-5, & Chorine supplements, on 3/15, hoping to enhance dream recall. So last night was the second night of taking them.

I got to bed late last night, shortly after midnight and fell asleep easily.

Dream 1 (Fragment): I remember searching for Lorene (The mother of a girl who plays on my daughter’s soccer team). We were in an astronomy class and I had to tell her about light pollution.

Dream 2 – LD #56 “Bed in the middle of the street?”: The first thing I remember was being at a house that resembled the house I lived in with my ex-wife. In my head I knew I currently lived there with my current wife and daughter. I am standing in the driveway. There is a latter that extends up to the first of 3 balconies (one above the garage which is the first floor, one on the second floor, and another on the third floor (In real life there are no balconies, and the house only has a first floor). I am very annoyed that the latter was left out because it is a danger to my daughter and her friends. My daughter is there and I ask “Where is mom?” I know that my wife left the latter up and I am very annoyed with her. **Jump** I am at school (which I know is high school). The building is huge and actually resembles a casino I’ve been too in the past. At one point I am walking around with friends. I find myself sitting in a folding chair in the middle of a hall. I am waiting for my wife to bring me my suit because I have to attend a funeral. The funeral is for someone close to me and I am very upset (I suspect my father has died, but not 100% sure). Ashton Kutcher comes up to me. He is trying to cheer me up. He shows me his fake ID which is a picture of a ID on a coffee mug. I tell him to leave me along. I realize my wife has forgotten to bring my suit to the school and I am very angry. I get up and start walking to class. I see the principal (who is actor Tim Russ), who is reprimanding some kids for hanging around in the hall. I hear the bell ring and know I am late for class. I further realize I don’t know where the class is located. The principal comes over to me and starts reprimanding me. I collapse to the floor sobbing from all of the emotional stress (father died, wife didn’t bring me my suit, can’t remember where my class is located). He begins to rub my back and tell me it is ok. I shut my eyes tight. **Jump** I open my eyes and I am in bed (False awakening?), except it isn’t my bed. I am laying on a mattress in the middle of a street. I pull back the blankets (white sheet and bright red blanket). I notice my wife sleeping next to me, snuggled under the blankets with her back to me. I also notice that I was sleeping on the wrong side of the bed. I stand up, and can feel the rough pavement under by bare feet. I know something isn’t right and do a reality check. I look at my left hand and count my fingers. I count to 7 and more fingers keep appearing between the ones that are already there. I’m Lucid! I remind myself to stay calm. I look around and see it is a beautiful summer day. The sky is blue (I did not see the sun), the trees are covered in amazingly green leaves, the air is warm. The colors and details are so much more vivid than real life. I am on a neighborhood street, with lines of houses going off to my left and right as far as I can see. There is a house directly in front of me and it resembles the house I used to live in with my ex-wife, but isn’t exactly the same. I begin to walk through the yard of that house. I try to remember what I’m supposed to do, then I recall I need to engage all 5 senses. The yard is very overgrown with grass and weeds, but they are all beautiful. I begin touching the plants. I start talking to myself out loud for hearing. “I need to engage my senses.” I lean in close to a group of weeds. I say “This is amazing!” The leaves were light green with streaks of pink. I say “I’ve got sight, sound and touch…I need taste.” (I have completely forgotten about smell) I remember what I need to do. I say, “I will just taste those blow pops that were dropped here last Halloween.” I then turn around. There is a low cement wall behind me with long grass on top. Among the grass are two blow pops, one is green apple flavored and the other is strawberry (I know this by the wrappers). I pick up the green apple flavored one. I can see the front door of the house, which leads out to a small porch. My ex-wife walks out (she looks just like she does in a recent picture of her I saw on Facebook – she hasn’t aged well). She says “Hi!” She seems excited to see me. I say, “I’m dreaming!” She responds, “Impressive!” as she turns to head back into the house. I am walking backwards down a low grassy hill to another street. I remember my goal for my lucid dream (to fly into space and view the earth from orbit). I yell, “HEY! Come out here!” She turns and comes back out onto the porch just as I step onto the street (again I can feel the pavement under my bare feet). I say, with a huge smile, “I’ll show you impressive!” I am just about to take off at supersonic speed (Man of Steel style)…the dream ends abruptly and I open my eyes. I do a quick reality check, by looking at the clock and looking back (the numbers didn’t change – 6:28 am). I was too excited to go back to sleep. I took my notebook and left the bedroom to write some notes (I didn’t want to wake up my wife).

Recap: This is the first LD I’ve intentionally had in several years. I am glad I had a planned goal to keep me focused. I am also happy that I remembered to engage my senses prior to fly. But, I forgot about the sense of smell. I also note that is was strong emotions which lead me to realize something wasn't right, which then lead to a reality check.

00:00 Sunday 2014-03-16 competiiton #17 night #9, LD #25

00:56 bedtime, ugh, got lazy, stayed on computer. Bad FryingMan, bad!

05:44

1) Empire plato computer key combinations. I (or I'm watching someone else operating the keyboard) am hitting strange key combinations, at the beginning of key combinations special screen pops up, and there's an interface for selecting which special key you want selected. This goes on for a while, selecting different special keys.

2) see my old car, I look at the license plate to confirm it's mine, I recite the license plate out loud, and look at the car's license plates but the digits aren't quite clear and not quite right. I see a new style of california license plates, they look very different. Ask some woman at a desk outside about the new plates, she condescendingly explains that yes CA has a new license plate numbering scheme, you get a number at first, and then the numbers change a few days later to the permanent license plate.

3) at work sitting at a long table, I have computers and papers propped up in front of me along the row, I have a paper I wrote propped up in front of me, group of managers come and stand behind me, they start reading my paper out loud, at first in a foreign language I don't understand, and then in English. They ask questions about it. Manager asks in front of everybody why I didn't sign up for the monthly bonus/commendation. I think I didn't because it takes more work. He says "everybody here ALWAYS signs up to get the commendation," he's waiting for an explanation. I'm sitting there in silence for at least 15 seconds trying to salvage the situation and make myself look not so bad thinking of what to say. I eventually say I wanted to work on so many other things I didn't have time.

The subject changes to meat. I'd rather work on regular kinds of meat. I see a cart filled with many, huge, long, sliced salamis.

4) At a work secretary in human resources. I was there for a company credit card, she takes out a pile of temporary company cards, snaps one off and hands it to me. I ask her what's going on in the world. She shows me a newspaper article that a young high school guy had killed himself. Then it appears that it was a teacher who was accused of a crime and he was so ashamed he killed himself. I see the face of the teacher, as if on an ID card photo. He was about 40 with a light beard, dark hair.

There was a public service television commercial put together by all the people who defended and supported him because he was a great teacher. The camera swings around through the crowd and shows the faces of the people lined up along the walls. I "recognize" the face of one man in a spotlight as a celebrity/famous person, even he supports the teacher. The speakers say something good about this teacher and that there was no proof of any wrongdoing.

A sport team is running down the hallway by the camera, shouting "woohoo!" There were football players, and a little badminton player waving his racquet quickly back and forth. Then there are a bunch of sports players lying down on the ground, I'm one of them, it's the badminton team, I'm lying half on top of the (team leader?). with my elbow on his waist. The leader is asking about different birdies. One of them is flying around the coach asks me to hand it to him. The birdies used are oranges and lemons. I say "I didn't think lemons were the default birdie, I thought it was oranges" we were joking.

BTB

07:30 wife's alarm

Wife says something, I'm annoyed she's talking to me while I'm trying to sleep. Eventually drift back into sleep, and dream!

08:00 ?? not sure

5) At work, sitting on desk talking with coworkers. Someone behind me is asking about the schedule for a project we're working on, there's a deadline coming up. We're trying to figure out what to do, we're talking about a benchmark, I say "we could always just check for the executable name being <something>.exe!" and we break out into laughter for a while, this is a well-known traditional benchmarking "cheat" for device drivers.

I turn around and look behind me and there is a row of computers at a long table. I see on the screen of one of the computers the remains of the game I was playing there, an ASCII based dungeon game (angband, super fun game: Home of Angband - rephial.org). I think I should clear the screen to hide the evidence. But another coworker goes on that system (a Sun Microsystems workstation) and brings up his game with little graphical buildings and little characters, the whole screen is sort of animating up and down.

I'm a bit farther down the row of desks, I'm trying to walk forwards, but my body doesn't move forwards. I keep trying to walk forwards, pumping my arms and legs, and then I start moving backwards, I feel like I'm being pulled. This is a very comical situation, I"m exaggerating my motions and people are laughing. I think someone must have attached a rope around by waist and is pulling me backwards, I look behind me to see who's doing it.

08:37

6) FA: I wake up in our old rental duplex. My wife gets up and goes to the dining room/kitchen to do something, I'm lying on the mattress on floor level and looking at her through the doorway, I see just her head, I hear her reading something out loud. Someone then starts talking about the name of a child that was born, my wife says the name is <my name>, Junior. We had a child? They're saying that if the name is mispronounced at birth it cannot be correct later on the birth certificate. I hear my name with the incorrect vowel being used, then I hear "Karen" mispronounced/spelled as "Karan".

A woman (the name lady?) is talking with my wife, they're looking in at me, I'm trying to hide my face behind a book.

I'm talking with some guy in a building. He looks like Uncle Hank from Breaking Bad. He's telling me that people were hitting them as they were going up the steps to the hospital in order to give birth. I say we had good luck there, in mid-December so it was not crowded, we had the whole department to ourselves which we needed because both our kids needed... and the guy walks away. "Huh, I guess he's not interested in hearing about our story." I'm looking around, the halls have changed, what used to be openings to other hallways have closed. The same guy (I think a doctor) appears again from where he appeared the first time and walks away through another door and disappears the same way he did before, I sort of try to follow him and start to tell him the story again but I realize I don't know the way back to my bedroom where this started, and I'm lucid (from the location change mostly, ADA/RC-location FTW!). Very unstable, dizzy/hazy at first. Stop, rub hands for a while, start to feel my hands rubbing, and the visuals clarify and stabilize. I clap my hands a few times to finish. I think "OK, I'm going to engage my senses in the dream environment." I really look around, and it's very vivid and clear and WEIRD. The floor, walls, and ceilings are all painted with the same pattern, darkish (army green) pea soup green background, mottled with many swoops/streaks of color, blue and white mostly, maybe orange. It's like the floor, ceiling and walls form one bit pattern, it's very striking. The color seems "wet" and ooze-y like wet paint or playdough. A very "cartoony" looking scene.

I look to the wall on my left and reach both my hands up and flatten my hands against the wall, it's actually a sort of rectangular vent that runs along the wall, I expect to feel cold metal and I do. I rub my hands back and forth, left and right against the wall, and I look at my hands (RC), they're faint/transparent, and they update "at a low frame rate", they look jerky when I move them, not smooth. I turn again to my left (now facing backwards from lucid moment) and start walking forwards. As I turn I think I should summon a cookie into my pocket and eat it (one of my competition plans), but I forget this instantly after I turn. I walk forwards and think I want to hold this dream as long as I can by engaging my senses and moving through the scene. I quickly come up to a corner bending 90 degrees to the right, where there is an open air snack stand on the right. There are 3 young lady attendants there. I have a quick internal debate and "lose" -- surely a quick kiss would be fine. I turn to the right and face one of them, she's cute, slightly dark skinned, she's looking at me, I say/command "come here!" and she smiles shyly and starts to make her way to me, bending over to come out to the hallway under the counter and...I super fast buzz fade to awake. "No!" 1.5 - 2 minutes lucid.


walking the corridors of a hospital

After watching Downton Abbey last night, my dream was set during those times.

There was some sort of gathering, and I was one of two younger adults there. One of the older women during the gathering kept talking about how times are changing and how people need to pitch in and not act entitled. When it was time to leave, she just left though, and only we two younger adults were left and there were no servants, and someone needed to clean up some, and also to pack up and carry some of her stuff out of there. I grumbled how she talked about not acting entitled, but then she did act entitled herself, why should we be packing up her stuff. Besides we did not know which of the stuff lying around was hers and what belonged in this place, so how were we going to decide that and pack up. Someone else suggested, when in doubt, leave it here. However, I somehow was not satisfied with that, didn't want to leave any of her stuff behind.

There was also something during the gathering where the more important people were not supposed to be there, so someone was standing in front of them as if to hide them. Not effective at all, but apparently needed for forms sake. And the less important people would not acknowledge that the more important ones were there. As they were leaving, one of the gentlemen had the idea that they would sign their names to show they had been there, so the other less important people would later see the names and feel bad they had not acknowledged them. The pen was almost out of ink, but everyone signed anyway, and there was even a sense that it was good the pen was almost out of ink, though I do not know why.

Shoooot, my recall is bleh. Feels like I've been sleeping weird, or too lightly or somethin'. Think I'll try WILDing.

Fragment 1
Uh, these were some kind of "lucid" dream where I wasn't really lucid. I can't remember any details, I just remember waking up from something my brain called "lucid #6" or whatever. Kinda felt like when I try to solve math problems in my sleep and come up with crazy gibberish, which usually indicates that I'm focused on something IWL too hard. So apparently I'm focused on lucid dreaming IWL too hard? What?

There were actually a few of these but again, no memories of anything, just the impression that I was going in and out of dreams fairly quickly. And my brain called them lucids, but it was half-asleep, sooooo. I don't get it. Gotta think more.

Fragment 2
Playin' Pokemonzz. There was some kinda drama going on but I don't quite recall. Some Pokemon being depressed or something. It lost its owner, perhaps. That IS depressing.

It went in and out of that third person perspective where you're looking down at everything from above 'cause you're playing Pokemon, which is inconvenient because it's kinda hard to look at your hands from that angle. heehehhehehehhe. okay im going back to sleep x.x

1:00 a.m. - Go to bed

4:55 - Take Alpha - GPC 900mg

8:00
LD
I don't recall how I become lucid. I don't do RC, stabilization and anchoring, which is unusual. I don't have plan for this LD in my mind so I just decide to make some points for the competition. I try teleport back to my bed (false awakening) by spinning and it works. After that, I do flying RC when I jump at the stairs. I enter the kitchen and I Push your hand through an solid object - doors. It's easy. Then I try to move my body throught the kitchen furniture. I don't feel any resisance when I'm doing it.

lucidity 2
vivacity 2
control 1,5
time 10m

I cant remember how long I was asleep for but I could hear my little brother squeeling with joy in the living room. I fell asleep and had a false awakening in my bed. My door was slightly open and there were two way bigger than normal puppies in my room. I got up to smell them and the first one was so frightened it wanted to run. But I wouldn't let it. I started petting it so that it would get used to me while I was thinking about how I would break this dog and establish dominance. I think before this dream fragment I was actually asleep, because I remember my dad coming in late at night, and saying "there now everything has been fed". And outside lying against his car was a dead bloody cow.

Also when I woke in the morning my brother was holding two little Greyhound puppies. So I guess thats where THAT dream came from.

15-03-2014
I actually did something I haven't done in more than 3 years. A WTBD. Woke up for. Bit around 8:20 and went back to sleep. In my dream I was in my living room wearing my chinese gown. I think it was raining outside and it was pitch black. Outside. I did an RC and became lucid. I was about to fly outside like I usually do but I suddenly stopped myself. It was so dark I was likely to lose my newfound lucidity. I stabilised a bit and remembered my self imposed task. Summon a sword. I got into a stance and kept trying to draw a sword from my side over and over but it just wouldn't work. Then I went to my bedroom and fetched a wooden bokken. As I brought it back I saw my father creepily come down the corridor. He said "huh?" As if I'd asked him something but I figured it was just to psyche me out.

Then we fought and I couldn't use the bokken because of the close range we where in. Then He turned into some character from prison break or something just as I pinned him down and crushed his throat with the sword. After that I think I saw season 4 of Prison break about to play on tv, then I had a phone call with my friend that I recorded and listened to afterwards, then I imagined what would happen if U2 was outside in the darkness and how I would use a torch to save them( weird). This pulled me into some dream where I was with three other assassins in the middle of a mission. We where running through a building eliminating targets one after another. I think we had all turned into Bleach captains. I was Kyouraku and one of us had just died. The other two ( who looked like Ukitake and that squad 1 lieutenant whose name I can never remember) turned around and attacked me. They looked very crazed like they were powered by a hollow. At first I was being attacked from their perspective and they came across as good. But then the scene was repeated from my perspective and they were possessed by something telling them to kill me to unlock some weird sort of power.

I had one big sword instead of Kyourakus usual two. It had an even longer curve at the end which I soon learned was good for disarming an opponent. So I disarmed the one captain and flew away (because theres no way I'm getting killed for nothing right) I could hear shurikens being thrown at me and the first ones hit me but I changed my flight path so the rest would miss. I had my two swords and as I landed on a wall I focused and used shunpo. [for anyone who hasn't watched Bleach this is called flash step, just google it] to get away from the other two quickly. I hadn't traveled that far a distance but the place I was at now resembled one of the fields at my old High school. I saw captain Kuchiki walking around and knew he would realise something was wrong. Right on cue he started realising something was wrong. Suddenly I was the Head captain and I faked his voice and spoke Japanese so it would be believable. I shouted for Kuchiki to come at once. He started running towards me but then I woke up.

Morning of March 16, 2014. Sunday.

Dream #: 17,254-04. Reading time: 1 min 15 sec.



I am unsure where I am living. I seem to be my present age, though I am also in a house with a character that looks like my father at certain times. Zsuzsanna is living here and maybe my mother. The house is somewhat like the one from Barolin Street.

I move a few of my belongings to maintain order. At one point, I see the furniture is in a different arrangement, and I am angry (although the rooms are tidy). I yell about how things have been changed and plan on moving everything back the way it was. It was my “father” that did this. (I have never yelled at my father in real life. We had a positive spiritual relationship.)

My “father” is varied each time, with his head an odd shape and with a different face. There is a scene where he resembles him more. His legs seem to grow thinner, and he may be having a fit. I ask him several times if he needs an ambulance.

Two couches, chairs, some of my belongings, and bookcases are in the center of a room in a pile. Zsuzsanna seems annoyed. He seems to have done it as an act against the criticism received from moving the furniture in the previous scene.

I am concerned about where everything is. There is a point where my “father” hits me but lightly, by punching my cheek, barely making an impact. (It seems to be the Barolin Street kitchen). (My father never hit me in real life.) I create a drama about a court case as the result of this action, asking Zsuzsanna to “call my lawyer.” (I never had a lawyer in real life.) I call my “father” a skinny “punk.” At this point, he seems much younger than me; a blonde Caucasian, barely older than a ninth-grader. His clothes change throughout as well.

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15.03.2014

Eating the Best Vanilla Popsicle while 100 Lemurs Come Out of a Van (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It almost feels as if I'm living several lives now to the point where I don't really worry too much on the absurdities that may occur when dreaming.

The dreaming environment is in the dead of night, and I'm following random dream characters in what feels to be a huge parking lot with many stores, strip malls, and such surrounding us. There seems to be some kind of enticing event coming up, and there are several Hispanic males that are gathering an audience for this.

Apparently, they're offering free vanilla popsicles, and there’s an option to buy a Chocolate Popsicle with vanilla inside for only $1. I just stick with the free option, and realized they’re going to release 100 light brown lemurs to go about in some kind of procedural circus act or something.

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15.03.2014

Hank Hill Gives Water Hose Advice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

>Ants reside in the backyard
>I get annoyed by them, trying to avoid them
>Hank Hill indirectly shows me how to drown them out by using one water hose, and then connecting another to the back of it to increase the spreading distance

>I water hose like a madman

I was in "Montreal". It wasn't actually Montreal, but in my dream I just accepted it as Montreal for some reason. I know the layout of this fake dream "Montreal" very well and I get the impression I have had many dreams in this place. Anyway I was driving. I took a left at either a Tim Hortons or a Gas Station. Suddenly I am on a rooftop still driving... Driving from one rooftop to the next. By the third rooftop I run out of roofs to drive on and I think "I hope this doesn't break my car.." and I drive off the rooftop back on to the road. It is the fact that my piece of crap car survived falling off of a roof without breaking that made me gain lucidity (My car would break if I went over a speed bump). At the moment I realize I am dreaming, my car disappears for some reason.

I start walking down the road I landed on (which is cobblestone I think) and take an immediate right hand turn down the next road. My dream starts to lose color. I guessed that means my dream was about to end, Luckily at that my moment I remembered to rub my hands together and all the colors became normal again (which was amazing lol).
There are now people around but I ignore them and continue following the road which runs along side a park. I stop in the middle of the road facing the park and yell "show me something I need to know!" The sky is a brilliant blue with large billowing white clouds, sunny and warm. As I am admiring the vivid blue sky the cloud which is in the lower center of my vision begins to raise up in a way that I can only describe as AWESOME and as it raises I notice that it is turning red. It stops when its finished turning blood red and is now centered in my vision perfectly horizontally and vertically. Subtitles appear under the cloud which say "you reward yourself with F*d up things" then the subtitles say "for doing f*d up things" (but it actually swore at me lol) and then I am not sure if i woke up on purpose or if the pure WTF of it all shocked me into wakefulness.

Note: I learned I can read in dreams. (I heard you cant)
Note: It was very hard to not laugh when I woke up because the response I got seemed so trivial, Now I have the undeniable feeling that it was somehow PROFOUND (somehow...)I don't know how to explain it.

Who was this girl, she was snooping in my locker? She used a picklock set to get the door undone I'm sure. I ran out of my dorm room into the hallway, and looked at my locker open next to countless others closed and neither was the girl in sight. I ran and told my friend and he simply did not believe, but then I grabbed his hand and pulled him over, showed him the evidence, and he ran into my open room, ripped the blankets off the bed and underneath was the girl now seen. She made a dash for it, got out the door, and the chase ensued. Right through the hallways incredible speed in flight, but she fanished and I woke.

13-03-2014
I think the dream started out by me being at hime. My father randomly came to me and said I need to get dressed and go with him to a meeting. So I did, and then we went there. There were other guys my age all with their fathers. On our way back from the meeting he was bitching about how I messed up by not wearing a watch. I told him it was his fault, if I wasn't in a such a rush from having a meeting randomly spring up I would have worm one. Then he got out of the car and started raging. I got into the drivers seat and tried to run him over.

Then I did an RC and confirmed that this must be a dream. Somehow I was back in my living room and the car was super tiny like a toy. I flew out the window while rubbing my hands together and saying "clarity" and landed on the ledge of the wall outside. Then I grabbed onto a different ledge and shouted "super strength!" This enabled me to climb with just my arms with no effort at all. I got to my destination (a tennis court) and I could hear the gardeners speaking to each other outside. I thought that when I arrived I would summon someone to fight with. But there were these three witch girls there already (they looked normal but I knew they were witches). Suddenly I was a woman. I said we needed to practice our flying and started focusing energy at the bottom of my feet and letting it lift me up. They were too stubborn and said they didn't need it. Then the most rude looking one somehow became stronger by defying me and a clear Crystal ball appeared in front of her. I really don't think I was lucid at this point and there was a lot of cursing/spell casting/teleporting and visions from previous dreams I've had.

Then I was in some sort of gigantic castle. I was lucid again and figured the best place to go would be to the bottom of the castle in this weird dark sewer place. Then there was screaming, a man and a woman running underneath me (I grabbed the woman, but only because I wanted to disrupt whatever was going on) the I was flying around the castle and something/someone was flying after me trying to get the woman (who had now turned into a boy) back. The castle was like a maze and I could remember it from a previous lucid I had a little while ago. Then I lost lucidity, the boy turned into a deflated blow up doll, I flew through a trap that had a lightning barrier and I kept respawning like I was in a game. Then later on I flew into a dragons den and was burnt to a crisp. Think I woke up after that.

It was very late at night and I was looking for something in my car when I realized how amazing I felt. I suddenly remembered that I was just about to take a nap maybe 10 minutes ago and now I'm outside and it's nearly pitch black, didn't make sense. I tried to make a bush move, didn't work, tried again, a bush flew into the air. Dream immediately started to fade to black so I stabilized and things got a little brighter. I tried to fly high up into the sky but I started to sink after I got about 20 feet in the air. Decided it would be better to take a car. I jumped on top of my car and commanded it to move with my mind. It started racing down the street. I tried to make time slow down and noticed the car moving a lot slower and then I made it move faster but I had no point of reference to know if time was actually slower or if I was simply making the car change speed so I decided to drive to a more populated area. My car tore through trees, bricks, and metal as though they were made of paper as I raced towards town. Woke up.

There's a human boy who grew up with something not human and eventually fell in love, and now the nonhuman one is gradually becoming human. This is something he always wanted, but he's surprised because he expected it to be like flipping a switch, all or nothing; instead, human traits will appear for a while and gradually fade away again. Right now, the two of them are having a conversation about a friend of the human, named Michael, who the human's considering approaching - they have an open relationship, since they both believe it's important for the human to be close with other humans.

Two men, at least one a detective, are on the rooftop of a building in a city, talking about that Michael. They have some kind of personal grudge against that couple, and they have some plan to use Michael against them. One of them is assuring the other that the plan will work, they can trust Michael and he'll come through for them; they mention something about 11 o'clock. The human boy appears on top of the wall at the edge of the rooftop, looking a few years older than in the previous scene, and he tells them that he's "already taken the precaution of" killing Michael, in order to prevent Michael from killing him. Someone (I can't remember whether it was the boy or the detective; both sides agree on this point) makes a comment about how "before all of this," before Michael got involved with them, Michael would have been peacefully studying at this time of night.

As a disembodied observer, I get lost in a train of thought starting with that comment about studying and ending up thinking about disappearing cultural institutions, and then thinking about divination by lottery. With that last thought, I find myself at a shrine in the POV of the human boy from the previous scene. I intend to take a long trip, alone, but I needed to stop here first. There's a woman who works at the shrine performing divination by lottery, where there are small white balls containing messages from the deity of the shrine. The message she produces for me is "please do not go." I'm not surprised by this, and intend to leave anyway, regretfully; I only came here to say goodbye, though I intend to return someday. As the part of me in the mindset of the character is thinking all this, the observer side of me realizes that the deity of the shrine is the same nonhuman character from the earlier scenes.