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Before going to take a nap I saw this movie called True Grit (the 2010 version). It is a western movie, good one. The first thing I can recall from the dream is that I had something like a branch in my hands and I threw it to a group of persons. They were "the bad guys" and everything looked pretty much like a western movie, in fact I think some of them were wearing hats. So I throw this branch and hit one of them, climbed a little hill and knock out another one of them, then I see 3 more "bad guys" hiding in what looks like the roof of a building near me. I go there hiding from this 3 guys, I kick one of them and throw him down, then I see a shadow of someone pointing at me with a revolver, I quickly see the other bad guy pointing at me and jump from this "building". I jump and dove into a river. I already knew that I was dreaming, but i did some kind of a RC, i could breath under water (didn't pinch my nose). I start following the river and ended up in something that looked like a sunken ship, all made of rusty metal. It was really vivid, very realistic. I felt a lot my touch and other senses

Regular = Black
Semi-Lucid = Red
Lucid = Green
Ice Dungeon

Me and this group of explorers were heading to a dungeon for some reason that I wasn't aware of but that didn't stop me for going on anyway.
So we reached this Dungeon and went in, it was a strange place and it was icy everywhere.
Me and my group went up some stairs and came to a opening and there was a room that was rotating,
I stopped to observe this strange room and went in, I then thought to myself "This is awful strange, am I dreaming?" I then proceeded to try a RC starting with the finger thru palm one and that didn't work so I tried again and got the same result then I did the plugged nose one and that didn't work, finally I tried to find something to read so I could test that and sure enough it worked and so I became semi-lucid , apparently I needed more convincing.
I then entered the rotating room and kept sliding down I eventually got out of the room and I decided to just accept that this was a dream and with that thought I became lucid and went outside.
So I was outside and I was wondering what I should do I then remembered that I am a part of a competition so I decided to try some flying I ran and leaped and thrust my arms forward like superman but it was short lived because I bent over and for some reason if I'm not as flat as a board I lose my ability to fly, for some reason my back was sore after that flying mishap.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone chasing me, I felt like he was trying to kick my ass so I decided to get the fudge outta there.
I then started to run down this street that was nearby, I was trying to run faster but it didn't work.
I had the idea to pump my arms while I was running and it worked and I was so fast that I got tunnel vision.
Then my dad showed up out of nowhere and then I got the idea to fight the guy chasing us and turned my upper body 180 degrees and somehow I was still running in the other direction.
I then located the guy chasing me and came to an abrupt stop and clotheslined him.
after that he got up and I focused on rock I flung it at his head with telekinesis and the dream ended.
False Awakening
I then awoke and my back was sore in the same place as the last dream so I assumed that it was from the chair I was sleeping in.
So I got up and went to the kitchen and heard yelling upstairs, apparently there was a super serious game competition going on upstairs so I didn't think anything of it, and the dream ended

I've had a period of not remembering my dreams shortly after my latest posted one, but, after that period ended, I began to experience dreams that I could remember every other day until a week ago. The odd thing about them is that I couldn't remember them until 10-25 minutes AFTER having them, BUT I did remember having A dream.

First Dreams - Very Weird:

Dream 1:
I was hanging out at some carnival, it was a very gloomy day. It also had enormous lecture halls beneath the ground in several buildings. After wandering around for awhile and eating some gross carnival food, I went down into one of these lecture halls and sat next to a couple friends from high school. President of the United States (PotUS) came to give a speech about something, except he wasn't Barack Obama, he was some young punk that looked like a young Barack Obama (Maybe 16 years old) and he was extremely cocky. He got up in front of this mostly empty lecture hall that could probably fit about 600-700 people. This guy pulled out a gun and my mom came out of nowhere and jumped in front of the bullet. She got shot and lay there bleeding while the young PotUS just watched with an emotionless look on his face. I wondered, why the hell would she do that? He must really mean a lot to her. Dream fades to black.

Dream 2:
I was back at the carnival, it was raining this time. I wandered around again until I eventually found my way down to the lecture hall. I sat in a different place this time, farther in back. Exact same thing happened otherwise.

Dream 3:
Back at the carnival, this time there were a couple of cops as well. They gave me a hard time and ignored me when I tried to tell them that someone was going to try and shoot the president. I eventually went down to one of the lecture halls, as though I had no choice in the matter. This time, the PotUS was coming out of the lecture hall right when I got to it, some guy came out of nowhere and tried to shoot him. My mother jumped in front of the bullet again. Same stuff.

Dream 4:
After fading to black this time, I became lucid in the darkness. I guess this would be a true DEILD. I tried to create a different scene because I was tired of watching my mother get shot over and over again. Didn't work, I was back at the rainy carnival, this time one of the cops was holding me down and....spanking me? It was a horrible, helpless feeling. I told him that he was a nice guy and that he didn't want to hurt me. Didn't work, so I told him the same thing again while I transformed him into another person that looked like a stereotypical hippie. He let me go and I teleported to another world. I was at a beautiful house on the second floor. I started in a tiny bed that might be appropriate for a little 6 year old. Being that I am 6'3, it was a little too small for me. I was feeling tired all of a sudden and I wanted to take a nap, so I looked around, expecting to see some giant beds to lay in. Two, giant super king-sized beds appeared behind me with small rays of light shining down on them from some skylights. This room reminded me of what my parents' bedroom looked like in the early morning when I was a small child (a recurring place of safety for me in dreams). I moved curtains over the skylights so that I could take a nice nap without light. I then realized that if I took a nap in a dream, I would probably either wake up or go to a different place. I didn't want that so I decided to look around instead. The house was quite an interesting design, I thought. The entire building was in the shape of a '+'. Outside of the room I was in there was a balcony that led to the other wings of the home. I looked over the edge and saw an indoor river, surrounded by plants that led to the front door. Outside of the house, there was a zen garden and an old-school, large, wooden gate that led to a busy street (there were no cars, just people walking). I went down into the garden and noticed the edges of the dream starting to blur. I stabilized. These bugs started attacking me. First it was mosquitoes, then spiders started jumping at me. I didn't like that so I ran away. My heart was pumping super fast and I woke up.

Dream 5:
I was at my parents house and there was a giant snake that was slithering around like a lil' creep. The cats tried to kill it but it escaped into hiding. Soon there were baby snakes everywhere. One bit me, ouch, nothing bad happened so I assumed they weren't poisonous. I decided that it was time to catch that sneaky little snake. My sister and I picked up some giant butterfly nets. This snake was extra tricky though, it would take the shape of one of the cats and then there would be three cats and we would have to figure out which one was just the shape-shifting snake. After going through this process of the snake taking cat form, us discovering it, then it running away a couple of times, my sister eventually caught it with a net. During this process a couple random, nameless DC's got brutally torn apart by the snake. It didn't seem like a big deal in the dream but now it seems kind of messed up. I put my net over hers and we welded it shut with torches coming out of our fingers. I woke up.

fragment:
I was only semi-lucid during this dream, so I won't count it as lucid. I remember that there was some dream guy that was talking to me. He told me that he could tell me a grand secret of lucid dreaming if I went to this magical pool of water. I went there and my body turned into water. I blended with the water and became the water. Then I woke up. Super short dream.

Super long fragment:
I was hanging out at some strange building with my brother and one of my uncles. We all decided to smoke some weed outside, then they went down into a double secret basement that was three floors beneath the surface. I didn't want to go down there so i stayed at ground level. Eventually some weird stuff started happening and the dream turned into a kind of ghost murdering RPG. The house turned into a ranch out in the middle of a post-nuclear testing site in a desert somewhere. There was also a giant group of people with guns and swords now. We hacked and slashed our way through ghosts and possessed people that turned on us. After awhile, I had probably killed these ghosts a hundred times and I got tired of it and most of the group was dead so I ran towards the home and went down into the double secret basement where my uncle and brother were hanging out. My uncle had been possessed and my brother had to kill him. My brother and I got overrun by dozens of ghost-demons and he got pulled behind while I barely escaped. I went up to the top floor of the building and this strange light zoomed by at super speed and drove away all of the ghosts that attacked me. My mom and dad were hanging out up there, reading books as though nothing were wrong. I asked them what that light was, they told me it was their little dog. They said she was possessed by the guardians of the property. I asked them if the guardians protected my brother too, they said that the guardians refused and that he must have done something pretty naughty because they wanted nothing to do with him. I woke up.

In my dream it started out like I would any day in my waking life, I wake up, my head may feel light or like I need some refreshing, except in the dream I never feel refreshed I always feel this stiffness of wanting to escape from reality.

I then find myself coming up with a story, it begins that I am stuck in a time before time ever existed, I then think this might be related to dinosaurs and such. So I find myself running away from these dangers, animals, micro organisms, it didn't matter what size they were I was afraid of them all. It didnt want to be in this world anymore, because there were no people, no buildings, nothing built off of human society.

I was scared and alone, then it got weird. I was told by a narrative voice that outside of this world was what I had experienced before (in my waking life) that I shouldn't be afraid of what is untold, lost, and forgotten because it didn't matter.

I was then trying to find food for babies, this had nothing to do with the last dream but it seemed as if the last dream never came to an end, there was no switching between dreams or anything. Anyways, I was having to find baby bottles and figure out which bottle was suitable for the baby, if the milk was spoiled or if the baby needed something else. I was getting frustrated because I was being watched the whole time, and it made me uncomfortable. END

Dream from 12/21

Ben was giving me a tour of a jungle farm where they were cultivating bees for honey. The bees were high up in the tree and had entirely exposed hives. Ben drew attention to some nearby ants which had the special capability to extract water from the trees. These swollen ants were hot commodities in the bird world. A bird which I called a manakin in the dream (actually much closer to a particular flycatcher whose name evades me) was eating some of these ants. It had parts of its feathers which change colors in a fluid fashion in the light. Then, a keel-billed toucan contests the bird, they have a tussle, and then they separate.

Dreams from 12/22

I was operating an electrically-assisted pedicab for the day. I wanted to have a beautiful entrance while being filmed, so I made several attempts to pick up my first passenger in one motion with them dropping 5 dollars in my tip jar as they boarded the moving pedicab. I then continued onward through town (I'm not sure where). I remember being aware of pot holes that need to be avoided and the traffic that zoomed by paying me little to no heed. I then had the thought that the city could benefit a lot socio-culturally from having a much slower stream of traffic.

I left school after my final exam in a course I think I added at the last moment. I am returning home when I see Chris Harvey who mentions his desire to toke. He apologizes for mentioning it since he wasn't sure how I felt about the act. I asked him if he was more of a liberal conservative. (Not sure how I phrased it, but it turned into a political discussion). I then began to flap my wings as I usually do in dreams and floated slowly above the trees. Then, I'm connecting this with a fragment where I toke with my parents and briefly discuss the merits of pipe-smoking.

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Last night was kind of a mess. i had to get early so i set my alarm, but a storm came in and the power went off a couple of times. So i had to reset my alarm. All of this took my mind off of dream recall so i didn't get much.

Fragments:
I go skiing with my dad. We are at the top of a very tall mountain. I start worrying if we'll even be able to get down.

I'm in Florida with a friend trying to break into my teacher's chemical closet.

I'm driving along a road and this guy asks me if i want to trade cars. I yell 'Yes' and i end up with a crappy version of my original car.

I flew in ordinary dream, then remembered, that in dreams it also possible, count
fingers - 7.
I flew through the window, and landed in the street. I put my hands in the wall to earn points and hardly remembered about ice sculpture task. I was on a cross in my town
and there was enough space for snowstorm. I began moving my fingers on the right hand slowly and all became grey and there were snowflakes and decorated snowflakes like in previous LD . In some moment i understood that i need more power. Then i began moving my left hand and left fingers. When i understood that snowstorm was strong enough, i turned around to find what sculpture to make, and found a rose bush. It was without flowers, but with leaves. I wished it and finished the snow storm. I felt fingerpain in both hands. When it became clear, i saw a ROSE BUSH MADE FROM ICE!!!!! It was about 2 meters and it was so .... Every leaf, every branch was so attractive and beautiful, that i came to it, broke off one leaf and took it in my mouth. It was cold, and melt slowly. I decided that the task was finished and awoke.

Morning of December 22, 2013. Sunday.



This dream was not that short, but much of it was based on attention regarding perception and focus of just a few ideas and images. In my dream, my brother sends me a particular JPEG photo on Facebook (which he had not done in real life before - he never posted images on my Facebook page). I am at the computer and when I look at the image, it is very clear. The image is mostly of a Teddy bear sitting on a smaller stack of books in the center of a bed. Also in the room are lots of other details. For a time, I seem to be doing photo projection (within my dream itself) for some reason.

After a short time, I notice the image seems to change as if it is doing a slow 180 degree pan (central to the Teddy bear position) on one side (as I move my head side to side very slightly) and then the other so that I can see what had been behind the Teddy bear and see other things at different angles. This happens in a very subtle way in some photo projection experiences (depending on the image) in real life, but in this case, in my dream, it is quite intriguing and amazingly vivid (though I am not lucid). It is as if all the image-based data of a full 360 degree rotation is somehow encoded within the one otherwise flat image (seemingly oriented within the center which - again - is represented by the Teddy bear in this case - for example, as if the Teddy bear is the hub and everything around it is the 360 degree “wheel” which pans around 180 degrees to each side depending on how I move my head - however, I still do not see up and down in a similar way in this case relative to detail change).

I decide that my brother sent me a special kind of hologram, perhaps without knowing that himself - or maybe it is a new technology relating to holographic photography (that he is absentmindedly “showing off”, or not knowing that I do not have all the equipment associated with its full usage) of a type that goes beyond the much older View Master types (and the very old technology relating to 3-D back in the 1940s and such being far superior to what they make these days, some of which is actually fake or rendered artificially). In my dream, I am contemplating how it works, thinking somewhat about the small plastic cards with images that appear to move through a stage of several frames when you change the angle by moving it slightly, but I think that would require a special monitor with several thin and angled layers.

I am thinking about talking to my brother in an enthusiastic state of cheerful surprise. There are other photos; one, I think, of his cat on the floor of his kitchen and at least one outside scene.

A little later, I seem to be in the parking lot with some of my belongings near a mall in Wisconsin that had been north of all the places I lived in the region (near Shopko, I think - based in Ashwaubenon, Wisconsin, near Green Bay). A younger male approaches me from the southeast. I seem to be near a table (or something set up with a piece of plywood on top); perhaps it is part of a larger flea market oriented east to west though I do not see many people around. I am sitting down at that point on a small chair. The man seems friendly, but I still feel a slight suspicion as if I feel he may attempt to rob me at one point, but that thought is not quite the dominating one. The man seems to be low on money and wants to know if I could buy some agates from him. I am not quite sure how much money I have, but I tell him that I already have a “guitar full of agates” (which is based on a much older real-life memory where I kept a large number of agates in an old guitar of my father’s, but this was over twenty years ago). I even describe to him what each one looked like as I put it inside the body of the guitar. I tell him about the ones that look a bit like candy corn, the red and white striped ones, and ones that look a bit like they have Paisley designs on them. He does not seem to be threatening at all (even though I hold the mild expectation of such) and he asks another man approaching from the north who is apparently there to look at something else at the implied flea market.

Eventually, I start talking to the man selling agates about the new holographic technology and how you can actually “step into” the images as if they were much like holodecks on the newer (“Next-Generation”-based) “Star Trek” shows (although earlier I had only seen “inside” the photos at a different size perspective). He listens, being only mildly interested, but does not comment. He just wants to sell all his agates to get enough for a small meal, I think. He is thin and passive. I do not think he will rob anyone “yet”.

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This turned out to also be precognitive relative to what my wife had been looking at, at the mall (including newer holographic images she was thinking of buying - one of a tiger), without any knowledge of such on my part or me sharing my dream beforehand. Funny, but happens every day to some extent. The other way it was precognitive involved pretty close detail to my brother Dennis (same brother as in my dream) posting images on Facebook in my timeline which he had never done before and no prior clue he would do so. I thought I had updated this particular entry in this section, but had not - partly because it happens so often. It had the usual “something bigger than life at work” feeling.

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Morning of December 22, 2013. Sunday.



This entry will include two dreams that I first held back from posting on one of the journal sites, as each time, someone else had posted something with the same words in the title just seconds before. One was the seven-pointed star (LINK) and the other was the white robot (LINK). It also almost happened with two others, one relating to red lasers and the other, blue fireworks. (The “red lasers” one, I actually did not even fully reveal in the entry itself, just a “red trident” on stage for the most part - but rotating red spotlights and red lasers had also been more involved.)

The first dream was slightly stressful, but not exactly fearful, just a bit of an uneasy feeling about human ignorance and possible “unnatural alterations” in life.

This is actually based on a real-life event, which also made me quite puzzled and slightly uneasy, which is duplicated in my dream to a similar scene. In my dream as well, I am looking at photographs of mostly forests and natural environments. My mental focus may actually be wrong in this case regarding past memories, as it may be a fluke. Over time, I notice seven-pointed stars as lens flares rather than the expected six-pointed ones. This seems to indicate something “wrong” - something very “unnatural” (although there are flowers that can have seven petals including anemone nemorosa). (It is probably similar to how you would react if you thought you saw a heptagon-based honeycomb). I look again more closely, and do indeed see seven-pointed stars as lights/flares. I sit there in somewhat of a daze, but not much happens. I am contemplating if it is the result of some new form of digital photography that alters the electromagnetic spectrum.

Also, I notice that some of the light patches are also heptagons, which makes me a bit more uneasy. I am certain that only hexagonal light patches exist in the natural world and that these heptagon “light cells” had been artificially made with dire consequences to come, perhaps even human extinction. I get a slight awareness that bees may try to make heptagonal hives and fail since they cannot tessellate and honey will have to be produced in solely a synthetic way from then on. (My own eyesight only makes six-pointed light cells directly.)

Apparently, camera lens flares can have any number of points (I mostly only remember seeing six or eight, though.) There are supposedly five-pointed ones as well as a much larger number (assuming the photographic images I have seen are unaltered). Most of the more “dominant” ones, I have only seen with six, though, as well as only see hexagonal light cells (which are often too rounded to imply a polygon, though) before in photos and only recently (in real life) seeing the heptagonal ones. Apparently there are even services that make lens flares for you made to order. This was possibly influenced by the J. J. “lens flare“ Abrams comments and memes lately. I stopped watching the newer “Revolution” series (new in my region, anyway) as it was unwatchable for me (and I am a science-fiction fan) and has two of the more annoying characters from “Lost” as well. It will probably turn out to be “magic” over science again that they claimed “Lost” would never be, but was (although I really liked “Lost” and still do, for being so random and meandering - especially with all the fun with running gags and puzzlement, both real and feigned, on the IMDb forums).

In the white robot dream (another link to J. J. Abrams? - in regards to “bad robot”?), a woman is watching a white robot “standing” in a canoe that is going down the river. She is throwing things at it, including various coins. The white robot has no legs but is more like a “giant bank” (like a piggy bank) at one point - its head and body both somewhat upright trapezoidal, about four-feet tall at the most. However, the woman fails to hit it or get any money in. At the same time, she seems to be getting angrier and also throws rocks and sticks (but misses). The robot seems to beep and mock her with slight turns of its head.

After a time, it seems the robot (or “runaway bank”) is “watching” her in an implied “sarcastic” way and mocking her more. However, the canoe it is in goes over a waterfall and the event completely wrecks the robot, which seems a bit amusing - all that effort to evade and mock the woman (the owner?) yet it is destroyed anyway.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I'm on a travel with a couple of girl friends, to a remote location where there is a labyrinthic underground like the one under our hometown. Ours was once a revered sacred place, protected by spirits and not for the weak of mind and heart, but accessible to the pure souls as a soul searching, spiritual growth journey. Unfortunately it is now haunted by all sorts of demons and dark creatures who started coming out of the undergrounds and attacking people in their own world. We want to meet the people in this twin town and see if they are going through the same problem and to seek alliances to fight evil. I carry precious gifts to offer to these people.
We arrive at night and we don't see a soul. We head to the entrance of the underworld, looking for answers. As we go deeper, something happens, we hear sounds, see shadows, we're not sure what happens, but I fall on the ground and all the precious vases and statuettes I was carrying get broken. As I pick up the pieces from the floor, feeling hopeless about it, a man appears.
He welcomes us and takes us to a larger open space, with a few doors on the rock walls. He asks what we're doing there and we explain. He says in this town they have indeed faced an increase in the dark energies and spirits, but they have found a way to control them, by moving themselves into the undergrounds and owning them. They have established dominance over the underworld and now share the space with the shadow creatures. The creatures tease them and sometimes are a bit dangerous, but they found a way to keep a balance, although it seems that people's lives over here are not easy or ever relaxed.
Still, he gives us a plan on how to take back the power over our underground domains. The plan involves taking over a route that leads directly to the center of the labyrinth and take control of its main sacred room. He says two female guards should be at the door at all times. He also says our main concern should be the werewolves, sworn enemies of our female warrior guardians order.
In fact, on our return home, we are attacked by a couple of werewolves, but they are not ugly fury beasts. During the day they take the form of handsome manly men. But I never let down my guard and we manage to fight back and scare them away. Still, there's a long fight ahead of us...

The fragment had to do with Christmas anxiety: in this dream my mom asked me whether something could be thrown away, and I looked, and they were transparent Legos, and I said "no! These are part of the kids' Christmas gift. What are they doing out here anyway before Christmas. Should be hidden, and not on display."

Maybe something more shows up - but rather not - I´ll put a number in anyway..
Didn´t dictate - didn´t sleep well - was a bit under the weather..

1.) Fragment:

I sit in a laboratory with three guys all in white-coats, and there was an experiment going on, about brain-chemistry.
And they didn´t know about LD - and I started telling them - one was not impressed - but I tried to motivate the other two to do an experiment like that one, we did - but with lucidity - in rats - ah well.

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00:00 Sunday 2013-12-22 comp #16 night #10

01:30 bedtime. Why oh why do I persist in these late bedtimes? Just can't tear myself away from DV. Will get to earlier eventually to see how the dreaming goes...

04:17 bowling with friends.

1) I'm in a bowling alley, I bowl a ball. There's one pin left. O from Lx shows up to play the game with me. The pins start moving around dodging the ball, O is doing this via some control. O takes a shot, and I do the same thing, press a control and make the pins jump out of the way. After the shots we're waing for two other friends to arrive in their car. We're in the parking lot which is very full, someone pulls out and we jump in to the place to save it we're waving with our hands pointing to the spot, therre are other cars coming but our friends make it.

Walking beyond the parking lot, I see a bunch of people sitting together in an area, they're old funny looking Indian/South American looking people, they evolved somewhere where there is lots of water and this is a very dry place, so they're very uncomfortable. A lot of them turn to look at me with big eyes.

It took a bit of effort to get this recall. At first there was nothing. Surprisingly, since it's still quite early and I was quite tired, I feel almost no drowsiness. After about an hour, drowsiness returned, and I got the sinking deeper relaxation going, but movement in bed woke me again and again right at the critical moment. At some point fell asleep for a brief period before the alarm went off at 08:00.

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00:00 Saturday 2013-12-21 comp #16 night #9 LD #13
01:30 bedtime
02:16 real bedtime

04:10

F1) a bunch of people becoming lucid, in a competition

05:34

F2) ice cream shop in the mall it's our shop, we expanded it, I see the early construction of just the foundation and the subfloor. Everyone's congratulating us, they like it better than the smaller one. There's a spot at the end which is ours. Sister and BIL came by the shop.

F3) moving through a huge 3d building/space there are peole everywhere. There is a love story, there is only one person for you and you're trying to find them sometimes there are hard situations where more than one person wants the other. Moving through these huge structures, getting to the top (flying?), I'm trying to get higher and higher to get to the top to see something about the roof. I"m not able to get up there.

07:36 "The dog that wouldn't die"

1) On deck at parent's house, I see my dog wrapped up in newspaper, he's very warm there in the sun, he's normal sized, but he's not responding to me, I unwrap him, I think he's dead, I take out the small battery from him and I see he's dead, now he's a tiny dog in which fits in the palms of my hands. I show him to my wife, I'm devastated. I run into the house to the laundry room to find some batteries to bring him back to life. I'm running in "where's the battery!? Where's the battery?!" My son shouts after me "that's stupid, don't even try it, what are you doing?" I get a battery and put it in. For a moment I see him alive, then I don't see him any more, and I think "where did he go?"

I'm entering a mad scientist laboratory, a big industrial medical facility, I'm talking to the mad scientist. I see a living dismembered dog head on the table strapped down. The face is facing away from me the head is lying on its side, I see the severed neck meat with the bone in the middle. There's an experiment that's being done stimulating different parts of the brain of the dog which are actually located a bit down on its back. Then the head is upright on the table facing me, the pelt extends down beyond the head. They run experiments and the head yelps and yowls and apparently dies at the end. It's very disturbing. Something is written on a sign in red next to the head, it reads "Hi (my name)", an assistant says that was painted with yak butt blood. I'm outraged by this whole thing. I just want to take my dog which is in a bag by the table who has been brought back to life by the scientist. I take my dog and run away with some other kids.

2) sliding down a hill with some other people with some animals, my dog zips by on his own down the hill. We're going somewhere, maybe to the beach. We come to a house, there are kids and adults. There's a hedgehog walking slowly across the lawn away from us. We look at him. The hedgehog then see see is climbing up on the beams of the overhang of the roof. Someone says "don't shock him! He was starting to come out!" I look at him for a little while and decide he's not coming out.

I go inside the house and see a bag of chips (round flavored corn chips) I eat a few chips and realize this bag may have been meant for something else and shouldn't have eaten them. There's a party in this house, there's a lot of food open around the place, there's taco mix, dips, there's a table in a living room they're packing up this food to take it somewhere, there's a bag on a table, I lift it and hear glass clinking together, I think there may be wine insdie, I look inside and see two wine bottles, they're opened, I'm thinking "how are these not spiling, they're on their sides?" I look inside there is an amazing invention: a special stopper that goes down inside the bottle that allows you to store an opened bottle of wine on its side. There's a funny big upright handle that attaches to the edge of the table (like a beer tap) that holds the opened and stoppered bottle of wine upside down. The idea is you must pick up this wine with one hand upside down, and you pass the bottle to your other hand, and it won't spill because of the stopper (explanation goes on for a while about the hand passing).

3) I'm with people in daylight in California, wow look at the blue sky, it's warm, There are kids and parents, they want to slide down the hill, across a busy street, I say "STOP!" "Don't do this, you have to set up someone to watch for traffic. When a car is coming you have to signal stop, and when the way is clear you signal go, I hold up my hands to show the signal for stop and the signal for go. The kids are mimicing these signals to show that they understand. I'm amazed at this blue sky, I'd never get that sky where I currently live.

F4) I see the DG (wife of JT) with funny looking eyelids. I think about how peole change, I saw her in a party room.

08:12 BTB

10:52 Christmas mother lightwaber battle crow girl (LD)

F5) I'm a detective.

4) Christmas celebration. I'm home finally to see family for Christmas. Not my family though, I don't recognize the faces. A very large, sumptuous rich home with huge rooms, in the room where the Christmas tree will be. Earlier I selected a tree, and set it up, I thought it was a great tree, I brought it into a room to set it up and decorate. The tree starts falling apart, and I realize it had been constructed from smaller from little bits of branches all tied together. I could see little potted plant pine trees as part of it, it fell apart. I saw a green flag tied to the top of the tree, I thought it was a signal that it was a bad tree, I'm pissed about this tree.

I'm in a room with other men, trying to set up a long series of table/benches in order to be the work surface for preparing Christmas/decorating. The men are some agreeing with me some disagreeing, I'm setting up the tables so that one interlocks with the other to form a very long single table.

In a huge sumptuous house arguing with people I don't know about how to set things up for Christmas, we're disagreeing, there are two cavernous adjoining rooms, we're in the living room and the dining room is just beyond us, a huge open aired area. I'm upset, this is not how I wanted it to be, I wanted it to be the way when I was a boy. They're saying "we can set up this room then that room." I say, "NO, that room's the dining room, we're not going to set up the tree in there.

Then the whole thing turns into a giant mall with canned Christmas music and stores, highly commercial, my Jr high school best friend is in a shop preparing something, I'm so upset because this isn't how I want Christmas to be, I'm on the verge of tears. Then my mother (young) is on my left walking with me, I'm trying to hide from her that I'm crying, I don't want her to know that I'm upset, I think "I just wanted Christmas to be like when I was a boy!" I don't want to say this to her. Mother says to me "I think I know why you're upset," she's being very motherly, trying to explain that everythingis OK. We walk for a while end up outside.

5) fruit salad. In my parent's house living room. Wife is fixing somebody a fruit salad. I say "it's OK, I'll maek the fruit salad." I go to the kitchen start cutting fruit, I realize I don't know how much to make so I go back to the living room to ask who wanted it, "OK who's going to have the fruit salad?" there were two middle-aged women sitting in chairs to the right, one say "Oh no no I won't," the other woman says "Yes I'll have it," and someone else had left. So I went back to fix it.

Back in the living room, lying down on the couch, I look behind me and see a glance of my father naked, "ew" I think I didn't need to see that, then I thought "wow my body's a lot like his." There are guys in the room and they're fighting, I'm imaging it's a light saber battle with toy lightsabers with collapsing tubes. They're real but they're not. I'm imagining a lot of ways I'm winning this battle, lots of maneuvers like in the Star Wars movies, cutting off both hands of the opponent in a single swipe, I think if you cut their hands off it's such an easy way to win. Then I think "just cut right through them! How can you stop a light saber?!" Just cut their heads and bodies, I imagine doing this. They don't fall down or die. At one point I move to the entry way and extend my light saber about 15 feet to bonk one of the other guys.

6) crow girl LD #13

I'm in an unknown house in a hallway I see a room at the end, in the middle of the hallway just beyond me there's an open door leading up to the attic, it's like a closet stairway the walls are lined with books it's extremely cramped. I know that crow girl lives up there. I think she may be my wife. I have a feeling this is a scary nightmare. I call for her and expect her to come down, she starts coming down the stairs, she's young and beautiful with black hair but with a scary nightmare movie dead zombie exression on her face. I expect her to turn into a crow at any minute and it'll be scary. All of a sudden she's a small doll like a little straw man doll in a burlap sack with a drawn-on face, I'm holding this doll out in front of my face with my two hands. I start running the other way down the corridor all the while with my eyes fixed directly on this doll. I move into a room at the end of the hall still looking at this doll. I expect the doll will transform any second and it will be scary. I think "well that will only happen because I expect it to happen." I'm looking at this doll and realize I'm dreaming and I'm partially lucid. I'm still holding the doll and still scared a bit, say "I'm dreaming" again and all fear is gone, I'm lucid, and the doll is forgotten. I turn around in the room facing the door to the hallway. I'm ready for goals now. I begin my practiced group summons, and say "OK, line 'em...." I stop myself, wait, here I am jumping into girl stuff again, my partner's name is Pickman, I'll summon him and get some team points going, what was my partner's name again? Oh yeah, Pickman. And the next thing: I say again: "OK, ladies, line 'em..." (again I don't get to the word "up"), I'm instantly awake in bed, and finish the sentence, "oh, shit."

A slight variatoin on sleep-friendly fusion SSILD this time, I did it a few quick alternations like I mentioned last time: quick SSILD cycle, then relax, quck SSILD cycle, then relax, but then I moved to doing them together: I did the longer SSILD cycles, but with a relaxing mindset, so that I have the attention focused on the senses, but a softer attention, and try to move deeper into relaxation while doing the cycles at the same time. I do a few long cycles this way. Either I dropped the SSILD and went to sleep or I fell asleep while doin this combo technique, which would be great it's just what I was trying for!

Didn't stabilize! Argh! I remembered my teammate's name, but didn't remember to stabilize. I was also not calm, I felt very rushed.