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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Eu estava numa festa da minha família.
Parecia ser no quintal da tia Regina.
Eu via meu pai perto de um tipo de horta ou construção pequena, um cercado de tijolos e havia um garoto jogando pedras para derrubr/destruir.
Meu pai pedia pra ele parar e chamava o Cisuko. Parece que o cercado era dele.
O Cisuko aparecia de boné mas nada fazia.
Eu ia até o garoto e tirava uma padra grande da mão dele.
Era um garoto negro.
Eu o ameaçava e o garoto saía, indo para outro cômodo.
Na hora eu pensava que seria um ótimo pai e ficava orgulhoso.
Depois estava em um local apertado, parecia o vagão de um trem.
O Dudda aparecia e perguntava por que eu não estava indo treinar.
Ele parecia menor e mais magro.
Eu dizia que a distância me impedia de treinar lá e me sentia triste.
Nessa hora a Ju estava do meu lado.
Eu cumprimentava mais alguém, não me lembro quem, e depois encontrava meu tio Ródnei com uma mulher e os cumprimentavam.

Short Summary (because I don't feel like going through every detail): I found a newborn child on the porch of my house, then showed it to my parents who initially thought that it was some kind of joke. After I handed over the child to their care, I decided to go for a walk by myself, and wouldn't you know it, I ran into the mother of the child. So I called my parents with my cell phone and had them bring the child back to the woman, but there was some complicating factor that meant we couldn't give the child back because we weren't actually at the woman's house. We rode in a car for a long time and went way outside of my home town before I woke up.

Edit: Glad I remembered: I am finally working on dream artwork page, and I want to do it as a request-based thing. If anybody wants to see anything from my dream journal drawn, leave a comment or send me a PM.

i think i only can remember this dream if i can tell it backward. so first i woke up to a ring tone of kalima thinking what a nice ring tone. before i was at some sort of place with a cafeteria where i had just met some seemingly mportant guy. before that i was in a huge house playing the sims but like in real time. before that alec was selling people stereo systems and i tried to connect him with friiends. he eventually brought out a pwr pt

Early dream fragment with being on a sailboat with mama and others. when I was given the helm, I kept overcompensating and almost toppled the ship.

The revolution had a football team and because of some fluke wins, we were going to the superbowl. I thought, even though we're probably going to lose, at least we'll get some recognition and memorobilia. That being said, I wasn't too concerned with not playing in the game itself.

I entered a store with Anita and left with mama n papa. I wanted to call Anita so as to let her know I had gone with my parents. Joe looked all quizzical about me being on the phone. I told him to calm down and he got a really bad look on his face because of the poor attitude I used with him.

Last and most powerful fragment started with me being an airbender and having some companion (a?) who was a waterbender, exactly like aang and katara. Essentially, we were going around using our bending abilities when we stumbled upon a stray pokemon. We planned on breaking into a factory with the pokemon when my perspective changed to that of the pokemon. It was doing a poor job hiding. Their workers seemed to not notice us, but it was a set-up. I grabbed the main official and the police drew their weapons. I knew they wouldn't shoot to risk the life of the person i was holding. I got into a tussle with one and sprayed mace in her eyes. That's bout it.

I was on a plane with my hands tied up and guarded by three guards who were all female I think. We were being transported to prison for mass theft. My partner in crime was there tied up too. We caught the guards unawares and did some fancy stuff with our feet to beat them up and escape our bonds. Then we took some parachutes and did a HALO jump and opened our chutes right above a river that was flowing out of the city. We landed in the river with our view of most of the rest of the city obscured by an apartment bloc that only had those little high-in-your-wall windows on that side of the building, and no normal viewing windows, so no one saw us touch down in the water and everyone thought we hadn’t opened our chutes and had died. At this point I noticed that most of the city was very run-down and looked like it had been firebombed. I had been stealing with this guy so that I could pay my own room and board for my last semester of university.

So now that we didn’t have to worry about the police coming after us anymore, we went back to the university where we were working on writing a story for a class with a third guy. We had plagiarized H.P. Lovecraft some and the teacher got suspicious, so we changed some words to make it less plagiarizy. When we finished we went to the store to buy some candy which had something - I have no idea what - to do with the story. Aaaand that's basically it.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm at my Nans house on the sofa with my ipad, I turn the ipad on and a video plays so i paused it, then proceeded to open Skype to talk to a friend (Emily I think).

Chris (my cousin) started talking to me about laptops and started a conversation. Now my Nan is showing me her rings 2 of which look like a green hippo, the other was a silver ring with blue crystals on it.

We all decided to take a walk, we end up going to a comedy gig, we handed in our tickets and was allowed in, there was posts marking the entrance and exit, I went through the exit, it had a small ramp with something written on it in white.

Once inside we looked around, it was quite busy, we notice an empty brown round wooden table at the front [I thought to myself, I don't want to sit there as I might get picked on by the comedian] so we went and sat down at the table that a random kind of big women decided to sit at as well, so we shared.

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm walking with a girl to an apartment complex and I was trying to avoid some guys but she didn't want that so we went straight. The guys stare at us and I feel very uncomfortable. We get into the apartment complex and the guys are sitting on the stairs. I go upstairs looking straight and I manage to do it without any problems. The girl gets stuck and the guys try to rape her but I run to her and save her then we run upstairs. I get out a katana (god knows from where) and I keep the girl in the back while I hold the katana close to their necks. The "leader" says that if I don't give them the girl they're going to find me later and kill me. I tell them that they can't possibly kill me. They say "challenge accepted" and then they fly away.I'm suddenly on the street that is in front of my apartment. I see people trying to kidnap her but I protect her and then we run fastly into my apartment. The girl disappears but I don't seem to care. I look outside the window, it's night and there is a guy in a tree looking straight at me(He had red eyes). I get really scared and I run into the bathroom. I start to cry and bang my head against walls, I beg to wake up. I stay still for like 3 seconds and I said: [COLOR="#008080"]Wait, wake up? Is this a dream?! I do the "count the fingers" RC and it works so that confirms me I'm dreaming. I walk out the bathroom and I go in the apartment complex's hall. I stabilize there and I tell myself that I shouldn't wake up. The dream ends and I wake up.[/COLOR][/COLOR]
Dream 2(fragment):[COLOR="#008080"]All I remember is that I was walking down a street and I was amazed by the dream's vividness. I kept saying stuff like : Now that I'm lucid, I need to do something good in this.[/COLOR]

I like to listen to this one audio for lucid dreams on youtube when I fall asleep. Even though it hasn’t given me a lucid dream yet, it always helps dream of D and have good dreams.
1. Mum and me are at D’s place. Somehow it doesn’t seem to be right. Suddenly D leaves and Mum tells me to put my shoes on and follow him, as I still have some stuff in his car he should give me. So put on some red slippers with sequins and follow him down the hallway. He wears this cremecolor sweater he wore on our first night out and his blue sunglasses. The main door is open so I can see him getting in his car. For some reason I don’t want him to see me and I turn to the left where there suddenly is a stairway (this doesn’t exist in reality). But D sees me anyway and gets out of the car to talk to me. I don’t recall the exact conversation but it was really positive and flirty. I was very happy.
2. Something about D again
3. Another dream but I forgot
4. I'm on the bus with this girl, Regina, who used to go to school with me about 10 years ago. We talk and seem to be good friends. Suddenly we have to chance seats for some weird reason. My dad is in the back of the bus so we decide to sit with him. Mum is in the hospital? And he took time off from work to take care of me.

I'm so happy at least in my dreams D and I still talk...

Night of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



There are no stronger emotions here; it is mostly of a scenario which I am not actually “in”, although still with deeper depth-perception and within a realistic environment as if perhaps I am floating about in an invisible form. Mostly, it is in a park, on an elevated area, but still with other higher hills around - in late afternoon with a large group of people, many appearing to be wealthy elderly ladies drinking cocktails from regular glasses, but other types of people are about as well.

Mostly, there is the awareness of a trumpeting elephant but with time-stretched and “smeared” (in terms of audio) aspects, a sound I sometimes had in my mind as a child. It repeats a few times. There is no elephant to be seen, though. One of the older women says, “my enemy” regarding the unseen elephant, and this scene is repeated. The elephant’s trumpet seems very close to having the essence of an old-style air-raid siren (but “slowed down” in audio and subtle awareness).

A younger man (in his late twenties, perhaps) with two children on his right, all standing in a clearing of this park (some people prefer the areas with more trees, including the older women) - a younger daughter in a fancy black dress, almost like those you see in ballroom dancing, and her brother to her left (the father’s right side) around the same age in casual clothes. The man has a replica gun in his right hand pointing precisely vertically down at the top of the daughter’s head and she seems completely unaware of this (even though you would think she would feel the touch of it). He clicks it at least once, but it is not a cap gun, just a plastic replica, and it makes hardly any sound. The boy notices this and pretends to be shot himself and falls lightly but gets up immediately (the girl does not seem to notice or care about this, either). People seem almost to be waiting for the end of the world while standing around in this park, but many with a sort of party mentality.

The scene with the replica gun reminds me very vaguely of the final scenes from “The Mist” from 2007 (which has the real gun which is used to shoot his son so the monsters will not get him) but no one gets hurt here.

The elephant never shows up and the world and life goes on. Perhaps it was a practice run. Very uneventful but slightly eerie.

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Morning of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



My family and I seem to be living in a completely unfamiliar larger house in a rural area. Although the environment is not stressful, it still seems somewhat “off” in some ways. It does seem part of a larger one-storey apartment building at times - or two or three buildings very close together or partly connected. It is possible that aspects of this place will turn out to be related to a place we may live or visit (as with relatives) in the future, as that has often been the case in the past (with considerable detail) since earliest memory. There is a point at which I clean up a bit in a back room which seems to be some sort of immediate-outside-access utility room or ground-level open (on two-sides) porch. I pick up a few things and move some potted plants for the most part. There are at least two other older people in the area, a woman and a man (but not living together). Our living area seems to be the biggest, though. Not much happens. I remember a strange argument with an elderly lady that has something to do with getting (and having) more even when one does not want or need more. This is perhaps vaguely related to my wife’s mother, who always spent a bit extra to have a lot more vegetables and fruit, but which always sat around rotting and going to waste. She turned her entire lawns into gardens which then went to weeds and caused problems for the property owners. She even sent us a large box of bananas once (which my wife is allergic to) and they were rotting at the post office. Another time, she wanted to give my wife a large bag of bananas (that were already in a state of decay), but did not seem to know her own daughter’s health history (I guess because she was too busy fabricating it for hospitals and agencies). The idea of having a lot of something which you neither need nor want seems somewhat futile, but the woman in my dream seems to think that is “the” (right) way to live, apparently, an odd twist on “having enough”, I suppose. I feel sort of unusual trying to explain our situation to her (and how we do not want rotten food sitting around everywhere), but I am not sure if she sees me as intelligent.

This, in part, may also relate somewhat to a local grocery store (the only one that does this, in fact, actually the only store I ever saw do this in my lifetime) that tries to sell fruits and vegetables in an advanced stage of rotting (set on shelves in larger plastic bags, often leaking), for not even that much of a markdown. Thus, that one whole side of the store sometimes smells really bad. Can you imagine carrying a large leaking bag of rotting grapes to the checkout and trying to maintain a casual, sane expression, because I cannot.

The other dream related to going to what at first seems like a class reunion. However, I do not know anyone there and they are all much younger than me, so the “reunion” makes little sense. However, it may also be that the newer students are attending the reunion as a sort of courtesy or a celebration of the fact it has been serving the region for so long (as it seems members of the city council are there). There is some sort of yearbook which has very unusual writing in it, including some rather strange and rude paragraphs regarding male genitals (which loosely relates to a real-life event which I will describe at the end of this entry), which one younger male points out in a humorous sense. Time passes and I do not see anyone I actually know. However, it turns out that I am the prom “king” and am paired with LR - she was more like a nemesis in real life in my middle school years. However, I do not see her anywhere, either. I get a vague impression, though, that we will have to go up in front of everyone and that I will have to make a speech. I am not thrilled over the idea of standing up and making a speech, so I decide to leave just prior to when they are announcing the prom’s king and queen. Interestingly, my wife told me that she had been thinking of the movie “Carrie” (with no clues or recent history as such, or making any mention of it to me) which has a paranormal-related prom scene. These “funny” little connections (and seeming telepathy) happen all the time, even steadily after twenty years, sometimes even in a fully conscious state now.

I never went to a high-school prom or class reunion in real life, although I did go to the eighth-grade prom (but not with LR) - and, though I was on two of the lists, did not win any of the titles thank goodness (one for “most talkative’, one for "best-looking”). In real life, at the eighth-grade prom, someone had put on a 45 of Chuck Berry’s “My Ding-a-ling” and the chaperone looked appalled, immediately taking off the record as everyone did a seemingly aggravated collective groan over the act.

Morning of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



Over the past twenty years, and more so, the past five or six years, I have become more and more “out of the loop” regarding what many people (primarily in mainstream society) are talking about, as if I was on an alien planet - sometimes I try, sometimes I do not - even if they resort to false ideology and clueless (invalid) revisionist history of their target (typical of Internet trolls, of course) - which means nothing, really, but which seems to be all people are capable of at times. This does not disrupt my real life, usually, though, but is an enigma I cannot quite solve. This is also why I do not usually respond to what I would personally call the utterly bizarre - and yet a need over facing the challenges in real life with my wife’s criminally insane mother caused me to go into an active mode for a time, but I have remained passive for the most part - simply because I can easily afford to be and do not have any concern at all of what someone else might think. My dreams are always “informing” me of where I should devote more time, though, as well as the ever ongoing enigmatic composite precognition. In a sense, even the “Pachydermophobiaphobia” dream was quite specific in things (which I did not go into in that particular entry - as my entries are long enough as is, usually). That related to, at one level, a group I belong to that tries to ease the worries of people who are always going on about an impending Doomsday although I am not an admin there and mostly leave it to others to explain things to people whereas I do my usual “jokes”; I mostly just watch in disbelief - rather “the Doomsday of the month” so to speak, and all the scam artists selling people false ideologies. For some reason, the people who believed in all the 2012 Doomsday nonsense are still worried about new and upcoming “Doomsday events” as if they had not learned a thing. So this dream, in part, was combining my old trauma regarding elephants with personal communications on that site with people who are worried about the oncoming (but never arriving) “elephant” - and of course, the trumpet relates to a sign of the Apocalypse.

This dream is fairly short. I see “Under the Dome” - a television ongoing series with more than one season (claimed falsely to be a miniseries by the promoters) written as “Under the Domb”, a play on “Under the Dumb” as I had already seen before. However, in this case, it is actually relating to a second season of what was apparently going to only be of only a few episodes as advertised. This brings back a slightly altered scenario from real-life (but actually only Internet-based) events. It was in regards to two things I saw written by real people on the same page, both of which bordered on almost scaring me with the implications (yes, this happens all the time, but seriously…). This combined loosely with people (adults) out there in the real world that do not actually know what either clouds or wind really are…

The first part related to an attempt to explain to the “real person” (rather than just via a forum) that the picture that was posted showing the positions of the planets and stars (from Earth) was a CGI representation and not meant to have been a detailed painting by a caveman or some such when they honestly asked “how can a picture be that old?” (this phrase actually stayed in my head for days after - it was so strange in its implications of general human ignorance). The other related to a lack of patience on my part when I could not take any more. In real life, I photographed one of my sons doing a science experiment (and I think I have written on this before, so forgive me) with the label of “why isn’t the ice melting?" I did this as a joke, with the answer being "because it is a photograph”. This is because the other person was looking at a person holding an ice sculpture and honestly asked “why isn’t the ice melting?" Being in education is not the reason things like that make my head hurt. It seems really "wrong” to me in ways I suppose others could not imagine.

The other two things I am reminded of before meteors come down and wipe out a camping ground were related to things I read in the newspaper years ago and something I read just recently. The first was one of those letters you read that leave one baffled. Apparently the person thought that water vapor clouds and smoke were exactly the same thing (which I hope I did not imply in writing about my black smoke dream). He actually said that if more people smoked cigarettes, it would rain more (in this region). The other person did not even know what wind was (and indicated such on the IMDb forum regarding the “Under the Dome” series - which again - I had almost forgotten about) and it had to be explained to him; for example hot and cold air meeting and such (which can even be experienced near a radiator to a subtle extent) - as something that does not have to be experienced solely in the great outdoors. At any rate, a cowboy appears and says “look what you’ve done” as the meteors fall with weird lightning (which I absentmindedly try to “catch” like a dropped lifeline a couple times) and wipe out the campgrounds and most of the people (directly related to the “Tonight the Sky Will Fall” theme - where a thinking/aware dreamer causes the end of all things and has to recreate the universe, but with him “playing dead” afterwards). There is the awareness of the Red Rider song “Lunatic Fringe” - one of my favorites by them. However, I see my wife’s glowing (luminous) white figure (like a shadow - but completely white instead) on the horizon, slightly enlarged by about twenty percent. We will be together again in a more enriching way in the “next manifestation of the universe”, it seems (unlike the ending to “Tonight the Sky Will Fall”). Sometimes I approach the wrong subjects at the wrong time out of pure disbelief - and such has been the case since early childhood.

Another “sign” was a movie my wife mentioned just recently in real life regarding a play on “lunatic fringe” - a movie called “The Fringe Dwellers” (which we did not watch) - although it had absolutely nothing to do with the “Chrysalids” theme popping back up again recently - except perhaps in a very subtle way. Without knowing it, my wife’s dream seemed to have the same location as my elephant dream I just recently posted (again, this happens a lot, but often goes unnoticed because it happens so much). “Domb” also seems to be a play on “bomb”.

Sep 22-23 (Lucid)

It wasn't super long, but I was being attacked by some crazy powerful dude who had more powers than I did, so while he was charging one up I ran away and while doing so I realized it was a dream so I started to try to fly. It was working to, like superman style flying. I tried to go insanely fast like warp speed but couldn't do it, then thought what if I fall, and I started to fall. So I landed and thought about how weird it was that my body is laying down sleeping but I was there moving, but at that moment things started to fade and I became aware of my actual body. But it was a false awakening because I woke up in a car drenched in sweat waiting for my guardian to come turn on the car? But I totally fell for it and forgot I was dreaming haha. Then a few minutes later I actually woke up by alarm.

Also I've had some awesome dreams this weekend about extreme sports and super powers. I've gone like dirt biking down a hill with a glider on top so if I hit a jump I would get a ton of air and glide down slowly. Then I also had a dream about sky diving and stuff and it felt crazy.

A Mogadorian (from the series I Am Number Four) was going to take me sky diving, told me he was going to grab 2 more scouts, it seemed sketchy, my dad told me to get shotguns, so I picked up this weird looking block that was supposed to be a futuristic shotgun. The Mogadorian came back and I tried to shoot him but he was all defensive and said stop, but seemed sketchy with a sword and trying to get behind me.

Feb 1-2 (Lucid)

I was at my house and a lot of relatives were there. I remember looking for water, but I couldn't find much in our fridges. I found all of these milks and oils and juices, but I just wanted water. I found a cup of water with ice that wasn't cold yet, and I debated if that was already someone's and if I should take it. I ended out deciding to make my own glass and put it in the fridge, but I don't remember actually getting to it. We were outside, I remember the truck was in the driveway, and I think my brother and I went in it. I was driving with Matt, my brother, to Wal Mart and it was about 11:30 at night, we were going to buy something. He was talking about how our guest bedroom was designed for blocking sound out or about how it was perfect for sleeping with a baby or something. As we were driving, the roads were all destroyed. It looked like was an earthquake and explosions, but there were a few bridges that went over these giant holes created in the road (I remember this very vividly and wondering what was going on). On the way, I either fell asleep in my dream, or the dream scene changed, but someone told me a celebrity was trying to lucid dream, then I saw this celebrity, and I knew I was dreaming. I don't remember doing a reality check, but I knew. I was outside this club or big building but I went inside wondering what I wanted to do. I remembered to stabilize the dream so I looked at my hands and rubbed them together. It seemed to work. I was walking around and looking at all the people thinking about how they looked so real. I saw my grandparents (one of which is dead) and others I knew. Music was playing (I think I remember a Pitbull song) and people were dancing. I remember thinking how it was funny I wasn't tired in my dream, but if I woke up, I would be tired. I wanted to see the detail of things so I found these tables to looked real close and the detail was incredible. I also blinked and the design changed! It was incredible! So I started blinking rapidly, but remembered that was not a good idea in a dream. I wanted to try a couple things out. I thought about flying, but decided to try telekinesis first. I look at a chair and put my hand out and flung it sideways and it worked. I did this similar to how they did it in the movie Chronicle. I then wanted to keep testing it, so I attempted to juggle 3 eggs (with my mind). Weirdly enough, the eggs were green, also I couldn't juggle them properly and I dropped one and it broke. My dad was there and said I got a gift from a relative and there was a note saying I would like the shirt. My dad pulled it out and it was really weird with all of these smiley faces and rainbows on it. It also looked massive so I sarcastically asked, "what is that? Like a triple XL?" Sure enough, it was when we looked at the tag. I wanted to try out changing the dream scene so I thought about blinking, but I saw a door and decided to try to open the door to the new scene, but I was stopped by Rachel Wise who said she wanted to come with me. I said okay and then she also demanded to choose the spot we were going. I asked here where and she started trying to explain this place called Cabo, but not Cabo San Lucas in Mexico. I told her to pull it up on a map, and nearby there was a table full of iPads. She was hesitant for some reason about the iPads and I said, "don't you have an iPad?" She said ya and started pulling it up on maps. She found it, it was a remote island, and somehow she like dug her finger in the spot. I tried to find a name, but all I found was like Diy, and she said it was just Di. I let her know I've never been there so I don't know if it will work. But then I woke up. Everything just like quickly faded (like a quarter of a second) and I was aware of my physical body. Also, by the end, I think I was losing lucidity and getting sucked back into the dream, I really have to stay aware and conscious while having a LD.

Dec 10-11 (Lucid)
I was with Matt and there was this guy trying to kill us. We were in a forest type setting, just off the highway or road. Matt was far away on the road with a BB gun shooting, but some were hitting me because I was close to him. I tried getting out of the way. I had a knife, the bad guy had a cross bow. He started to load it so I ran towards a tree without looking back and dove behind it as an arrow whizzed by. I then ran back and as he loaded the next arrow I slit his throat with my knife.

Lucid: I was flying over the city of New York and I caught on that I was dreaming. I wanted to land to try some fun stuff with lucid dreaming. I was with dream characters Tommy, Kenny from work, and I think Daniel. I knew I was dreaming so I was trying to remember what I wanted to do. First thing I thought of was bending. I tried earth first. I stomped the ground to see if I could get a boulder to pop out, but only a very small blob of earth did. I tried again but nothing happened that time. I gave up and decided on fire bending. I thrust my hand out like I've seen on the show and some fire shot out! I tried again and it worked again! I was so excited, I tried with my foot, but I didn't work. I think I wasn't flexible enough. The other dream characters around me were actually kind of fire bending too and amazed it was working. I started throwing invisible cards of like air so see if I could hit something. I then remembered a task of the month to ask a character for a present. I ran up to one of the people around me, but was interrupted by two girls. One young one, one who I think was Katara, from Avatar. The young one asked me something but Katara said I had to do something to get the gift I wanted and held out a little wrapped gift. So we like got on a motorcycle or something cuz we started going somewhere really fast and I asked what the present was. I opened it and inside was a mask. It was purplish pink, had a beak on it, and apparently allowed me to fly she said. It kind of looked like it had three eyes too. I stared at it hoping that I would remember so I could draw it later, but the details of it shifted and were slightly unclear. We got to my house to my moms room, and she said there were others coming to help train me and left to get them (At this point I forgot I was dreaming, but knew I had powers). I put on some awesome looking black gear to go practice what I could do. I kept trying flying. I could jump really high and hover for the slightest amount of time, but always fell eventually. I kept practicing and practicing. I vaulted over the wall to the pastures and then launched at the barn. I thought about using the horse walker to launch me, but decided it might break. I went back and Kenna and a friend were outside watching me. It was getting dark out. I launched as high as I could (to try to get on the roof) onto the pillar outside the outside bathroom. I got about 5/6 up it, and had to shimmy and climb my way up the rest. My mom commented that she thinks I really had changed cuz I couldn't do that before. I then got ready to jump from the roof to the pool, and my mom didn't wanna watch cuz she was scared for me so she went inside. I prepped and launched and dove into the pool. I almost didn't, my toes like just barely touched the edge of the pool when I went in. McKenna and her friend came in as well all impressed. We went into the hot tub and suddenly we had two hot tubs. The weren't hot, but same temp as pool, just mild. Part of me was confused why they weren't cold since it should be winter, but I forgot instantly about that and moved on.