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My efforts of true lucidity have waned in the last few months of two thousand thirteen. Recall dropped dramatically yet my interest remained. I did not prevail. As I had lost the grasp at lucidity, I blamed others. Reality is, I'm to blame. I let the demons overtake and the anger and lust perverted the sacred lands of sleep and dream.

The faithful galleon of Dwo, that I had built and conquered from pirates, survived many battles as well as a lazy mutinous crew, had sailed on without my guidance whilst I blame those around me, fore my true foe lyes within. I wrestled with these demons of distraction far to long already. I shall fear sleep no longer.

Dwo was destroyed by the demonic being, Anger, before it was ever truly finished and Solitude, tainted by the demon, Lust.

Lust, is an infatuating yet twisted kin, whom tricked me into abusing my own powers for her own evil intentions. Cruelly misguiding me into neglecting my own soul. She speaks in tongues that I never understood yet she never needed to speak.

Anger, was equally abusive and pushed me over the edge of my own tower cliff and chased me out of the Oneiric paradise and even tricked me into hating others. A truly spiteful being. He need not speak either, fore he would only attack me verosiously.

At first, Lust made the land welcoming and warm. She taught me to summon so I could call her for my every craving, giving me everything to which I desire. Countless nights were lost in ecstasy. Thus distracting me from my true goals.

Then Anger came, subtlely at first, then night after night of his voracious taunts and my utter defeat. I stayed away for awhile hoping it would eventually just end, that Anger would leave me be, then I could return to tend my creation, the Tower of Dwo.

Occasionally, Lust would come to me and ease my sorrows yet as time went by I lost sight of all. Recall, became fragmented. I can only wonder where I would be right now if I had just wrote those horrid dreams of Angers vicious attacks down anyways. Perhaps I would have conquered over the two demons instead of letting them lay a blight all across Dwo.

Finding a strategy within the last few pages of last years book of dreams has proven difficult. Fore the pages were intentionally left blank and memories mostly forgotten, all but the worst of them. This year will prove one of the hardest and most challenging.

Lust still tricks me. Last night she visited me in a spacious and beautiful blue pool of water in a green field of exotic flora. She took the form of two tantalizing beauties, and pulled me into her distraction and deceitfulness again. While she tricks me with my own lustful wants, in the distance I watch lucidly, as Anger reigns in the tower of Dwo taunting me from afar, yet do nothing to stop him and reconquer my fortress.

I have many powers. From flight, to telekinesis, the ability to phase through walls to the breathtaking water breathing and even the unique ability of time manipulation. Among the other abilities I've learned last year, I believe it's time to defeat the two demons, find the abandoned Otherkind whom I had once befriended and take back what once was mine.

A new adventure is awaiting.
Now I sleep, then I dream.

I exited my body without any vibrations and looked at myself on the bed. I was in the same exact position i was sleeping in, but couldn't see my face because it was dark. i decided to fly through my roof and i flew at a 45 degree angle. i didn't get far and came down to my bed where a beautiful girl was already in doggy style position waiting for me. As i was about to mount her, i slight awoke and immediately tried to slip back into my "dream" state. My hypnagogic hallucinations went from pitch black, to swirls of gray. Next think i know, I'm floating and trying to fly again but kept thinking of hell and started to descend into the grey fog which turned into blackness again. soon enough, it was red and it looked like the devil's playground with shooting flames everywhere and a castle (think bowser). There was grey mist surrounding the scene which i thought to be acid. I surfed the acidic fog like it was snow.

?????

I "face detected" (think camera) the moon with one finger to pinpoint my destination. I tried to consciously propel myself to it but it didn't happen. I tried to use my other finger to facial detect a star and swing both hands in between to propel myself there and that didn't work as well. I jumped off a building and fell on my ankles. I meet up with my troubled cousin and we ran into a group of kids. He was going to rob them but I told him that we are giving everything back. He said he was leaving and closed the door. This is when my roommates iPad *clicking* noise woke me up.

Date:03 Jan

Wbtb: around 50 caffeine (latte), way too wakeful again

WILD: I finally feel as if I am not in bed anymore but somewhere else, so allow myself to look around (don't remember opening the eyes?). Yes, I am in an unknown room that has a slight resemblance to grandma's place.

At this point I recall 3 tasks and notice that there isn't a single DC here. The dream feels unstable and I recall that we talked how 501 would examine his hands in detail to anchor himself in the dream and decide to do so. I have a good look at my hands, which look quite realistic and similar to my real ones and move on to my arm where I concentrate on the fine hairs. I also remember to do the old classic stabilization where I lick my arm but with little effect. I still feel the dream slipping away and nervously walk around, thinking maybe I would try this opposite task I had in mind, but I begin to lose vision. The lower part of my vision becomes a blur and I begin to feel weightless, so conclude now isn't a good time for that particular task.

My vision gets somewhat better. I turn around and see a window, a good opportunity to get out of here. There is distinct coldness emanating from outside and I am sure it will help me freshen up and condense me back to normal. Before going out, I briefly wonder whether to bring a blanket or something, since the air is chilly. I open the window and push myself outside. In the meantime, a girl passes by carrying a blanket that she drops nearby. I ask her about her NY resolution but can't hear what she replies. The dream collapses.

DEILD: I very briefly touch on my body and concentrate on dreaming again. There's a confusing mid point dreamlet where I remain in darkness and can hear women talking around me, I keep still, waiting for the dream.

I feel a scene change, but decide I will wait a bit longer to allow the dream to fully form and maybe it will be more stable. I finally conclude it is ok to move and begin exploring. I am in my old room and can see that the voices from the previous part belong to a number of women. They are sitting on couches around a table with food and drinks as if there's some sort of party going on. A friend from school is also there.

I remember the NY resolution task and make an announcement that I would like to hear what their resolutions are. My friend says "I want some juice" and points at the table. A bit unsatisfied with the answer I move on to the next woman who looks in her forties and repeat the same question. She just stares at me with her mouth open. I wait a bit but not a single word comes out. There's another woman sitting next to her and I address her "what about your beautiful friend sitting next to you?", I feel as if I am moderating some sort of show. She says something about a friendship club in New York. I try to memorize as much as possible. The dream soon ends.

I make a quick review in mind and wonder if I should try to go back for more but really need to visit the restroom.

I also remember a fragment that I can't allocate, where I was looking at a blue/grayish backpack with something written on it by CL.

I'm reading a book. In it, the main character is looking at a river and thinking "The mare of time." The river surface usually looks calm, but it's been disturbed due to the ongoing combat. There's a thought that it's only humanocentrism that makes him see the 'calm' river as better/more natural than the 'disturbed' river. There's a reference to a distant place he's been searching for, or came from, or that otherwise has been referenced frequently in the story before now; from this point in the story onward, that place will no longer be a major part of the story. There will be a few minor finds, items from that place, fruits, henna - accompanied by the line "It was a good henna, but not enough to sit in front of the Skillet-mirror" - but the place itself will never appear in the story again, which gives the story as a whole a sort of surreal feeling, with storylines that go nowhere and scenes that don't quite match up, aside from always containing the same main character; a focus on imagery rather than plot. It reminds me of a less surreal Maldoror, or a more surreal Gormenghast, and I start thinking about the surreal in my own writing.

There's a Lost Boys tv show, currently showing the Boys versus some vampire skinheads.

A doctor who is giving up his practice and moving to an isolated island, moving in with the couple he loves. He's talking to his mother (a relatively young woman who insists he refers to her as his sister in public) about his intent to stop practicing medicine. They're standing on a small wooden hanging bridge high over a river, surrounded by tropical plants with broad leaves and looking out over the sea; it's very beautiful.

I'm in a marketplace filled with angry people. They don't like being guarded by off-worlders like us, and we're trying to arrange things so we can get at least half the guard duty covered by their own people. One of our guys in uniform is saying something about how surveys indicate the majority of locals don't mind having some off-worlder presence, and we're trying to find the best solution for everyone here, and more research is going to have to be done. I'm not joining in the discussion, I'm sitting in the dirt at the edge of the marketplace, out of uniform, just listening and watching. There'd been a chance of a riot here, but the danger seems to have passed. Now that things seem to have calmed down, the kid who alerted me to the situation and led me here reaches out and picks up the chips - money - that I left beside me on the ground. I put it there for him, but he seemed unsure if it was really okay for him to take it. When he sees me looking at him, he looks scared and smiles at me; I nod, and he grabs the money and runs off.

Someone with a different face than usual is explaining to a horrified listener that he's learned to shapeshift. The listener asks who he can shapeshift into; the answer is something along the lines of "oh, people I've eaten, people I've physically bonded with, anyone really." The listener wonders, but doesn't ask out loud, what physically bonded means exactly; he's wondering if just seeing someone is enough. "Objects, even." The listener, horrified by all this, asks, "What happens to your personhood?" The shapeshifter says he's removed a piece of himself and keeps it separate in this box, which he's now asking the listener to deliver to his aunt for him for safekeeping. It looks ordinary, and the listener asks if this shouldn't be labeled in some way. The shifter mocks the idea. It's not necessary to know something's significance to keep it safe; often it's the opposite, it's simpler and safer if they don't know.

A pair of time-travelers who've recently reunited are stopping by a football game they've been to before. They kept meaning to get around to changing this one little moment in time, and now they've got the chance. There's a guy who's been meaning to propose to his girlfriend, and they're about to be featured on the big screen; the first time around, neither of them had noticed they were on camera, and something unfortunate happened afterward. This time around, the time-travelers are sitting just behind the couple, and they poke them and draw their attention to the camera. The guy takes the moment to propose, the girl accepts - but they both seem rather awkward and uncomfortable with all the attention.

I've been living in a foreign country, working as a live-in tutor, but this is the end of my last day and I'm about to leave. I'm packing up the last of my things and then head downstairs. Downstairs appears to be the house I grew up in, but I'm thinking to myself that this stuff isn't really here, I'm dreaming, and this is only being used as a convenient background, so there's no need to pack it all. Despite this thought, I don't become very lucid; I just focus on sorting out which things only seem to be here because it's a dream, and which things I actually need to pack.

Julie's patting a big, shaggy old dog, in a room with four guys behind her, talking to her, though I can't make out what's being said. I'm using magic to check in on her from a distance and I don't have a very good connection in this room. She gets up and goes into the corridor, where I can't see her at all, but I recognize the sound of her sister's voice. I realize they're heading outside, which is convenient, there's tons of running water out there I can use. I switch the spell to a bit of water running down the side of the wall, and see that they've gone out into the courtyard and are sitting down on the benches around the fountain - even better. As I move the spell, I remember seeing a post here on DV with a title about learning to control the elements in dreams, which I hadn't read, since thinking of the elements as something you have to learn to use sounded counterproductive. I'm thinking about how helpful water spirits have always been. Again, I don't go lucid; the spell's POV has been moved, and I go back to focusing on the view. They're in the courtyard of a building made of large sand-colored stones, surrounded by potted and hanging plants, and from the fountain I'm looking up at Julie's sister, a woman with long black hair, wearing a black dress. She's saying something about "outlanders."

I'm with a group of people crossing a desert, when a girl - Julia - arrives in our camp on foot. She'd been following us after we left town, refusing to take her with us. She's an English woman, dressed in Victorian clothing; she looks as if she must be very hot in those clothes, but she's kept struggling along. Then a scene change, just a quick image: Julia walking in the desert on foot, while I and a woman sitting behind me are riding a horse, far ahead of her.

A fragment: an image of cities and towers in domes surrounded by wilderness, one of which has been heavily decayed, but which appears to rebuild itself as I'm watching; it's related to the breaking of a Sleeping Beauty-style curse.

Side-note Lucid

A strange test
I'm flying in a large military plane - an old bomber? - to meet with some of my work team. I'm a passenger. First we fly to Aaron's house. He's on a cul-de-sac, near the end. We fly a circle around his house and try to figure out if we can land on the road. His house has a lot of antennas. The pilot is talking to Aaron's team lead on the phone, figuring out when we can meet. Aaron's currently really busy, but since we're here in a cool plane, he should be able to make time.

Now I'm in a car with someone driving back. They think I lost one of my shoes, so I'm a security risk; but I still have both my shoes on. Someone got confused. Now I'm back. The final test in some kind of competition is going on, and I've missed one of three hours. I think I still have time to do it all, but I'll need to hurry. I try to calm my nerves. Now I'm in what looks like a living room. Behind me a door leads back into the school. Somehow I accidentally stumbled across a kind of apartment while looking for the school's bathroom. I apologize to the occupants and leave.

Now I'm taking some kind of math test. Now I'm printing some kind of recommendation form sent by AW. Now I've finished everything and I'm looking over it. I read the recommendation letter and am horrified by all the typos. I decide I have time to pull it up and fix it. Something very strange happens with the text editor; it's not cooperating at all. I think I finally manage to get it working. Now I'm editing stuff by playing some kind of game. Things are going well, but then an internal timer reaches six hours and the game becomes much, much harder. Enemies who were previously easy now become strong enough easily to kill me. I'm having real trouble, and I don't have much time left to fix the document before the contest is over. I try to figure out if I can reset the timer to make things easier again.

Two contestants before me sing their final thing. They do a lovely duet in harmony with accompaniment. I congratulate them, and they say that others won't be able to do it since you need accompaniment to sing in harmony. I disagree, but I don't say anything. One of them - Mom? - wants to know if I'm interested in her final score. I say I am, but she doesn't hear me and walks off.



Walking at the park
I'm walking on a path entering a fairly crowded park. I see my pastor talking to a group. This park allows most activities, but if you're going to run, you have to do barefoot running. I don't know if he knows this or if he knows what that means, so I intend to pull him aside later and demonstrate. On my left is a building with an open door. One woman leads a dog out; shortly after, another leads a dog in. I realize the owner of the house must do dog-sitting. I overhear the new lady say something about keeping the dog for an extra half-day this time, and the owner of the business says how much it'll be. Now I'm still walking on the path, but I've got a dog walking with me. It's a Scottish Terrier, very like my step-aunt's old dog Brandy. We're in a park that allows pretty much any activity, except that if you run, you have to do barefoot running. I'm walking him along a path that runs next to a wide stream that leads into a lake. At one point, I realize I've lost him; looking ahead, I see him up ahead, just sniffing a HUGE black dog (I know he's 500 pounds). Both dogs are acting very friendly to each other. I catch up and apologize, and the lady walking the other dog says it's no trouble. Later, we're trying to cross a narrower part of the sidewalk. A lady is three with her slightly disabled adult daughter. They're letting people coming towards us get off the bridge, trying to empty it of people so the daughter will have an easier time getting across. I don't want to wait behind them so I just go around a different way.

Now I'm in a bathroom. I go to use the urinal on the far end (on the left) but realize it has no bottom. I quickly shift one over. Now I'm washing my hands. I'm in the same place as before, but the urinals are gone and sinks are in their place (I don't realize this at the time). I look over at the leftmost sink and get a little confused when I see it has a proper bottom. I notice some buttons along the side - three, with the middle button already pushed in. I press the bottom button and a kind of waterfall out the front of the sink starts, running right onto the floor. I notice a label by the button asking not to use that for too long or it'll flood the bathroom. I press the top button and get a blast of hot air - a hand dryer. An "awooga" alarm also starts up to remind the user to turn it off. I wonder why they didn't have that with the waterfall feature, since that seems much more dangerous. JG is there; we say something brief.

Now I'm leaving the bathroom. As I turn the corner, I realize I lost the dog again. I see some straps and I decide the easiest way to get him back is to hold one of the straps and really believe that it's a leash and he's on the other end (at this point I know I'm dreaming but there's no real awareness). Before I try it, I remember that I wanted to try lots of RCs next time I'm dreaming. Now I'm in an area with some giant windows to my right; the bathroom is to my left. I realize I'm getting that slightly "tipsy" feeling that indicates the dream isn't as stable as I'd like, but I remember that RCs help stabilize, so I start off with the traditional nose-pinch. The feeling of air passing through a pinched nose is one of the most amazing feelings! Next, I remember someone (Sivason?) talking about the importance of remembering the reality of the dreaming body without dwelling on any of its senses. I take a moment to think about that, to remember that this body isn't real, that I've got a real body back in my bed. I move onto the RCs I haven't done before. First, I try to push my left pointer through my right palm. I have a great sense of expectation; I know it'll work and I want to see what happens. There's some resistance, but I can see the back of my right hand bulge some, then my finger pops through. The hole my finger goes through isn't smooth; it's uneven, looking like it really did punch through.

Now I'm trying to remember other RC techs, but I'm having trouble. Finally, I remember the jump test. I jump, expecting to float down; instead, I find myself hanging in mid-air as if caught by the waist, head towards the floor, legs out behind me. I decide I should easily be able to transition to flying. so I stretch out horizontally and fly towards the window. Somehow I get it open. Beyond the window I see a fly screen, but I figure I can punch straight through it, so I fly at it, expecting to go through. Instead, it catches me and starts to stretch and stretch. Somehow I end up going down. I was many stories up, and now I'm going down towards the ground caught in the ever stretching net of the fly screen. Finally, a couple of stories up, the fly screen won't stretch any more and I'm just stuck hanging there. I try to think if I can get back up to the window to knock the flyscreen frame off. I get stuck with my eyes closed and start to panic a bit, but I calm down and start pinching my nose to keep myself grounded. After a few seconds I'm able to open my eyes again. The flyscreen is gone.

Now I'm on something floating, some kind of one-person soft raft. Hundreds of people around me are on similar things, and we're all floating along. I still know this is a dream, but all awareness is gone. I manage to do something impossible to jump up onto a wall running next to the water. Now I'm downstream. I jump from the wall onto people's rafts and use them to cross to the other side, onto some kind of small pier.


Fragment:
Vertical slits have been cut in the side of the microwave cabinet and knives are stuck through them like a strange knife block. The largest knife is just touching the side of the microwave.

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Desert Travel:
I'm on a school bus traveling through a desert. Eventually, the bus stops at a house. The surroundings are now grassy planes. I walk into the house and i see two english teachers from my school. They are having some sort of competition for christmas in which they craft and build things. I then walk out back and notice a barn. As i get close, bees start to swarm at me.

RustZ:
I'm playing rust and i spawn on a hill with some basic weapons. People start shooting at me so i run down into a valley and find out i have reinforcements. However, i quickly die and respawn as a sniper. I go back up to the hill and spot enemies. I attempt to snipe a couple but i miss all of them and then a person comes up from behind me. I turn around and try to get out my smg but I wasn't fast enough. I die again. This time, i respawn with a kit that allows me to quickly craft a hatchet and other items. After crafting them, i start walking over to a nearby structure and the dream ends.

Call of Counter Strike:
Another dream that mixes two games, all in one night, wow. In this dream, two teams are playing deathmatch in a suburb at night. The game mechanics are a mix of call of duty and counter strike. One team is represented by swat models and the other team looks like spongebob. We all start with water guns and we play that way for two rounds. On the third round, i end up being the last person left and i find a lockpick gun which works by sending out multiple high damage rays which break downs doors. It doesn't really pick locks but it works. The other team starts hunting me down and i run into a house and pick up a famas. I use it to shoot people who enter the house but it doesn't take down all of them. I run down a hallway and wait for the remaining people. As they get close, i turn the corner and blast them with the lock pick gun.

The only other thing i remember from this dream is that in another round, i'm the last one left on my team, however, the other team only has one person left. I don't have any guns so i craft a piece of hardware that release a chemical that puts enemies to sleep and teleports me after the threat is taken care of. I hastily make it and it works as the other team's player gets close to me.

So I didn't sleep great last night since my wife is sick and coughing all night I decided to sleep on the couch which was not comfy at all.

1. I woke at around 130 or so with this. I don't know if I was all the way asleep or what bit I knew I was dreaming, I also knew I was uncomfortable on the couch. I was with my family in the valet area of a hotel or parking lot, I knew it was a dream not sure if I WILDED there or not but immediately I spiraled out and adjusted so I wasn't so uncomfortable and tried a DEILD and think I was successful for a couple of seconds but was still uncomfortable and had a headache so I gave up and woke myself. I got up and took some aspirin for my headache and went back to bed.

2. This one was weird. FI was with a group of people and we were unpacking a large package/present. It was just a large cardboard box with packing tape on it. I was cutting the tape with a knife or scissors. Inside the box was a machine which gave people diseases and for some reason it was a coveted item or a good thing to have. Like to give yourself a bunch of diseases was a good thing. Some diseases were breathed in and had containers labeled with what the diseases were. I remember not wanting to touch some of the containers.

3. On a ship walking around I ran into the supervisor and he showed me an evaluation that I hadn't seen but it was really in bad shape. He was the last one that was going to sign it and I needed to run it to our office to get it fixed. I remember that I kept leaving my had places and I had to go back and get it a couple of times. In a big open area I was waiting for some others but did not feel like being there since whatever we were doing I found stupid. I headed up some stairs and there was a girl there trying to zip some material onto the stair rails. She asked for my help and I held the bottom. This rail cover turned into her outfit which was some sort of zippable one piece suit thing. I watched her try to zip it a couple times but the zipper kept splitting as she would get about a quarter way down. I asked if she wanted some help and notices she was in her birthday suit underneath and I tried not to look. I then tried once and it split for me. I unzipped it all the way and was able to zip the suit up all the way. She was very thankful for my help and gave me a hug. I told her that I knew how horrible it was to have to be naked places.

I had every intention of a good lucid dream last night, I think the couch squashed those intentions. Stupid couch.

It all started in an underground bar. I think it was called Adams or something. I was with a few friends there and it was really dark, wasn't even opened. After a while we decided to play a game, the rules of the game were that if a girl catches you in the dark she can do whatever she wants to interrogate whoever she cought. About what i don't really know, it was some big secret that us boys apparently knew. So the game began and everybody started running, i didn't get why they just didn't stay in the light but whatever. At one point i started moving too and girls started chasing me. i jumped over some couches and ran to the bathroom, but unfortunately it was a dead end, so one of the girls caught me and started pinching me and asking about the secret. I didn't know anything so i was just telling her random things, but she knew i was bullshiting her. I stopped talking and suddenly the wall in the bathroom moved to the right side as if someone said "Open Sesame!". There was a tunel and we decided to go in. There wasn't much there but upon getting to the otherside everything changed. I was with different clothes and that girl was no longer with me, instead i was with two friends- Pepi and Bobby and Emma Watson. We were at what appeared to be a huge plaza with average tall buildings all around it. On the right side there was a fallen electricity tower (you know?) and a huge one at that! I had a gun and so did they, so we decided to go up the electricity tower (it had fallen diagonally) I knew there were zombies around and we could all see them charge at us, so i took out my gun and shot them. The others helped too i think, but they didn't shoot as much as me. On the side of my gun i could see how much ammo i had left. We finally reached the top and on it was a big basketball court and nothing on it. (and it was also dark as fuck) I saw a man on the other side of the court running like crazy. It wasn't a normal man it was a zombie, too far away to shoot it i ran after, it went through a door out of the court. We cought up with it and i shot it with a couple of bullets. Now we were on a normal street, we went along to the corner of a building and saw an old lady. I was staying there watching out while the others were asking questions about what the fuck is going on. I didn't get anything, but at one point i saw a red dot on the old lady's head so i pulled Pepi and Emma Watson behind the corner of the building, but for some reason didn't do so with Bobby. Luckily the shot that fired afterwards only hit the lady and my friend got of unharmed. Meanwhile though i had the extreme pleasure of slightly touching Emma as if i were guirding her from harm. She's way hot... But when we all started walking back i couldn't do that anymore. We went thorough the court and electricity tower again, this time killing only a couple of zombies. We were down at the plaza and we saw two shops next to the tunnel we came from. There were a lot of people there buying supplies and whatnot, so we ran too. I needed some bullets and the others went to buy food and water. There was a really long line and we couldn't buy anything. Apparently they closed because there was curfue(?) and a big ass creature was coming. I didn't care, i thought i'd defeat it once and for all! I went to the side of the stores and into a parking lot where i saw it... It was HUGE! I tried shooting it with whatever ammo i had left, but that did nothing, it hit me and i flew into a mailbox. I didn't feel a thing, then i got a big metal pipe and upon turning around i saw that the bigass creature had turned into an average size person stuck on the back of a truck. I quicly ran to it and hit it with brutal force and it died. Victory was ours! I saw Emma Watson running towards me to hug me, but before all that i woke up...

Last night a guy I know was performing a chakra healing for D and me. All I can think of is what I can possibly do to help him overcome these obstacles
Dreamt of D again.
1. We are walking down a main street, probably in Europe.
2. My mum is mad at me because I don't go anywhere without my phone anymore. All I can say is "I need it in case D finally contacts me!"
3. D is telling me (as he once did in real life) that his company is paying for him everytime he needs to move somewhere else.
4. There is Nick, haven't thought of him in years, but for some reason he needs to be found and contacted.

Tonight I'll post and ask for help here.

Today i dreamt i was walking on the street near my grandma.
i saw a weird black car, it had 2 front wheels and 1 rear wheel.
and it was quite big. while i walked around him i saw daniela elena
through a van's mirror smilling and coming to me. we greeted with 2 kisses
on the cheek. and i asked
"is this your car?"
she smiled and said
"yes"
i said
"it's a very weird car"
she said
"yeah i know, can you lift the car boot please?"
i said
"of course."
i lifted that, the car boot was big as well. but i couldn't take my hand off it or it would
fall. so i had to hold my hand there. for some reason my perverted mind comes in
and i pretend to play a trick on her. i pretended to see someone over the street and greeting
him. then i leave my arm sag on purpose and touched her butt. for seconds it felt so real,
it was soft to touch it, she was wearing leggings, a blue jacked similar to jeans texture
and a black jacket under the blue one. and i said
"oh I'm sorry!"
she just smiled ()
then her boyfriend cames in.
i greet him and ask him, where have you been man?
he says
"i've been playing fiona. over there"
i ask him
"Everyone been talking and playing about that, is that even cool?"
he said
"Yeah man, that is very cool, you should try it"


Dream elements:

-Daniela elena
-Weird black car
-fabio
-fiona (a game update to a game im playing)


Technique used: MILD


hours slept: 11 hours

Okay, so I performed a WBTB and next thing I know, I'm "waking up" in bed. It had just snowed, like hard the night before in real life. So, I looked out the window and was surprised to see that there was no snow whatsoever. This gave me reason to try an RC. I did (bite my finger to see if I feel pain) and of course I didn't. I immediately got up and I felt awesome, like I was floating (or getting ready to float into the air). I began to sing "Closer to the Heart" by Rush and was having fun. I left the room and my brothers were standing in the hallway. Now, I've never been able to fly or anything in an LD, but as I said, I already felt as if I was about to float off the ground, so, on a hunch, I jumped over them and sure enough, I floated safely to the other side of the hall. I entered the back room, only to find this girl Shawna from my school. Once again, my mind was too clouded with sex to do anything else, so I ended up getting her to give me a handjob and I recall it feeling amazing. But, before I got into the really fun stuff, I woke up.

NOTE: In a really weird way, as the HJ was happening, I kind of shifted into WL, then forced myself back into the LD. I need to master this technique in order to enjoy these LD's more!

Lucid, Spin teleport visualizing/ saying waking nomad. Walk out to a desert and he is there with a tan fedora in his hand. "Whats in the box?" "Stapler, the Pokemon building is coming in." I think that these were guesses from previous week. "Whats in the box? Really think" "Its a catego... (whisper)" I listen very closely but still cant hear. Someone walks up and asks him again. "It is a category that does not contain gas" I think I've heard that before.

I have been using the mantra, "stabilize and guru" for the past week or so in the event of a lucid dream.

I started the dream in my cul-de-sac with Tom and a few others. Out of nowhere, Tom vaporized in a hissing noise. I looked on the ground to see the carapace of a grasshopper. I either thought that he had turned into a dried pepper or had metamorphed into an insect and was still out and about. I began my search for him, but my attempt was complicated by the large number of flying insects and pseudoscorpions in the area. I find Tom in grasshopper form and reconstitute him with water. I guess he morphs back, and my perspective changes to his at this point. I see Ali and ask her to reconstitute me with a hose by my house. She does, but she appears to have been tainted by the process and morphed into a zombie. She mourns the changes. Annie comes over naked and consoles her laying on a blanket with her to cheer her up. I go inside my house to see if my parents can help. My dad is the first I see, and he's invisible from the waist up. I don't understand and continue to the living room where my mom is sitting. She tells me not ask any questions about that and admits that she has some interesting powers like "another 96" which struck me as a strange comment almost like she had a special body part that was causing all of these problems. She justified it by saying that Ali was wearing inappropriate clothing and Tom had committed truancy. I left the house headed towards JM's house where Ali was. I became lucid at this point and realized how useless my pursuit was. I stabilized and was going to seek out a guru. I saw some kids in the neighborhood and asked them if they had any pokemon cards. They did, so I approached and asked for any guru cards. They showed one to me, and it was a beefy fire creature that required 6 energies for its ultimate move. I did not understand the importance and wanted a different card. Daniel and Neil approached and Daniel says that he has the jungle guru card. I asked him to read the top of the card, and he was interrupted by the group, Neil called for silence, and I woke up.

I had another dream in which I retold the events of the prior dream to Thomas and Sarah. I was high at the time, they liked my story, and I left the apartment. I came upon a body of water and wanted to sneak up on someone. When I entered the water, I had trouble swimming, and I thought how foolish it would be to drown while high. I resurfaced and headed back home. I was fly-running, but my reflection only showed normal steps. That perturbed me and I tested flight. I flew on top of the apartment and came down from above, startling the neighbors. That's about it. Good night for dreams.

In my old ICT teachers class, for some reasaon i thought he was my ICT teacher now, i'd missed a homework and he was a bit mad at me. I go to another room to do work in silence. Other students start coming to the room and then everyone ends up in it. The teacher starts playing dubstep and students mess around turnuing it up and down. School ends and i begin to walk out of school, annoying kids from lower years sayt he usual "ben's brother" and throw orange peels at me. I decide to go to the back of the school and there is a little house there, so i live in it. The next day i get out of the shower and i have my towel on, but there are some kids walking past my glass door and one of them see's me. The doorbell rings and i answer it. It's one of the teachers asking why i'm here, i say because i want to be. Later that day the doorbell rings again and PewDiePie is there. He notices the dog in my house and says nice dog, when did you get it? i reply by saying "it's school's dog, the got 3 new dogs but one died" he says "thats sad". Then i notice some girl living with me, i can't remember who. Then my mum comes in and asks me if i want to play christmas games, i said ok. We watch a "10 wost cd names of the year" programme, the only one i remember is "MP3's"

I remember performing a WBTB and the next thing I know, i;m standing in front of the dresser in my room. My friend Kristopher is sitting at the foot of my bed, about to play Xbox. I told him (and at this point I was sure I was awake) how confused I was. I couldn't remember how I got to where I was and I felt really weary and off balance. He responds by saying, "Of course you feel that way, you're high as sh*t!" to which I replied, "No, I swear! This isn't normal!" Next thing I know, I'm waking up in my bed (FA) and I felt... odd. I bit my finger (my favorite RC) and much to my surprise, my finger simply flattened, painlessly, and then returned to normal. Before I even had time to think, I heard my front gate open, so I looked out the window. Oddly enough, I was in my house, but not my neighborhood. I was in a very dark, dreary, snowy place and at this point, it was so realistic that I 100% thought I was awake and that ghosts were tormenting me. I got up off the bed to get out of my room and upon standing, I almost fell back down. I was extremely off balance and couldn't see straight. Everything seemed to be turning to the right and spinning and I kept trying to turn my head to see straight, to no avail. I somehow managed to scramble out of my room and made it to the back bedroom. My sister and all of her kids were sitting on the bed. Her daughter, my niece, Melissa was on the bed and was changing back and forth between her and my friend Auston. It's hard to explain. I was a little freaked out and at this point came to the realization that I was dreaming, a very, VERY realistic dream. So, I headed down the steps to see what everyone was up to. My brother Erin and sister Karen were in the kitchen. Karen was getting some soda, nothing interesting. But, Erin on the other hand... Erin was pouring jelly, BBQ sauce, Blue Cheese, etc into a bottle to make "miracle dressing" as he called it. After I finished laughing hysterically,I looked at the clock on the microwave. As expected, it was VERY out of whack. The numbers were going from 4:01 to 9:16 to 3:11, etc really rapidly. Now, one of my favorite things to do in my dreams is to prove to my dream characters that it was a dream, but as I called Erin to the microwave, I woke up. It was awesome.