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I'm back after a nearly 8 month layoff from dreaming, and I should have become lucid but sadly didn't.

1. Dancing Comp.

It's week 2 of a school dancing competition, and this week 2 people were going to go home. Sadly me nor my partner actually know how to dance, so it seemed like we were doomed. "Wait a second, why do I even care?" My partner replied "I don't know know, why do you?" I lose motivation and this dream ends.

2. Basketball (fragment)

I'm playing basketball with my friends from XC

I was in an Anime travelling via train with my family somewhere and while travelling, trying to get to speak to this girl named Harriet. Coming out of the train, my sister bumped into a young girl. Her dad was also supposedly coming to the same building whire we were going. I called out to Harriet who was talking to another boy. The man beside teased me about losing her to an idiot.
I then heard my dad's voice. i was close to getting up, I didnt know that. I didnt know I was dreaming. I didnt want Dad to see this dream (he doesnt believe in watching anime), so I zoomed out of my dream, such that I was seeing the anime on the computer, with my dad standing behind me. I then created 2 walls behind me and transported myself into a forest clearing while I caught a tablet which had the second dream going on. Once I figured out what ti htat done, i woke up.

The whole time i wasnt lucid as I didnt even know it was a dream.

Last night I dreamt that I was at my childhood house for a concert with some friends. Of those friends, one was a married couple. The wife - while away from the husband informed me and some friends that she had been cheating on her husband with all of the members of the band we were there to see perform. When her husband came over he asked me to empty all of the things out of my pockets. I had in my pockets, my phone, wallet, car keys and ton of different types of gloves. I was breifly distracted by something and when I looked back, the husband, my car keys, phone and wallet were gone. I ran outside and saw that my car was still parked out front. Then, I woke up.

A note from an earlier wakeup that I no longer remember: "Rescue mission. 2 people ready to bodily drag this guy away from the queen, not realizing he has his own plan."

I become lucid. (I no longer remember what was happening before this, if anything.) I'm standing at the bottom of a short flight of steps leading up out of a shop, onto a street, and there's two guys I'm with who are heading up the stairs, and if I want to follow the storyline of this dream I should head up those stairs with them. But given that I've just become lucid, I'm not sure the lucidity is stable enough to last through a scene-changing doorway, so I decide to abandon the storyline. I look around the shop instead, looking at the wooden pillars and ceiling, wondering what I'd like to do. There's a guy working the register who's grumbling, in a bad mood, and we start talking. He's attractive.

The scene changes; we're elsewhere, having sex, and I can feel everything I do to him as if it were being done to me. He's aware of the sudden scene change, and he's confused, but up for it. His appearance gradually changes, and I become aware that without consciously deciding to do so, I'm changing him to better suit my tastes; now that I've noticed I'm doing it, I consciously encourage specific changes. Everything I change alters gradually, but then suddenly his whole appearance changes in an instant, now a goth/punk look, pale and with half his head shaved; I hadn't intended to do that. I'm thinking that all the gradual changes I was making must have pushed him to some tipping point, and I'm a little annoyed with myself. He's now becoming distressed; I don't think he's aware that he used to look very different, but he's aware something's off. The dream disappears, and I'm in darkness, no visuals, no body, thinking over what went wrong.

I become aware that I'm lying in bed. (False awakening.) I open my eyes: I'm in a dorm, I think of this as a place associated with dreaming. The room's filled with many bunk beds, reminds me of hostels, and although I should have this room to myself, there are a bunch of people here now, new students who've arrived in the night. I try to go back to sleep, although they're very noisy, and I overhear something about framing someone for something as a joke, and something about cats and bad luck. Eventually I remember that I don't live in a dorm anymore, therefore none of this is real and I don't have to be here, so I get up to leave. One of the students tries to stop me, referencing cats and bad luck again, and I get really, irrationally, over-the-top irritated by this - by the idea of a DC standing in my way and wasting my time. I put my hand around his throat - my hand has long claws as I do so - move him out of my way, and walk out the door. (And then woke up.)

Last night I dreamed that I was in some kind of police patrol and we went inside a huge building. I can't remember a big part but I can remember after some time, when I was alone, I went outside this building (looked kinda like a abandoned hospital). I went outside and found a park with some guy smoking pot, I told him that police would arrest him if they found him. So I went for a walk with this guy, really calm. At some point a few pretty girls appear and this guy gives them the joint. Big part I can remember and then I am at home with my brother, he is about to steal my weed but i stop him and wake up... Horrible recall, also im starting to think im reeaaaaally a pothead.

Nap dream: Again I'm with my brother, he is wearing my shirt and get angry about this, he goes to play some games in his PC and then i start to imagine the game. It was something about a huge disaster created by a huge international corporation and a guy who is going to "fix it". This guy is the protagonist of the game and he starts saying that this corporation is not interested in fixing the problem but instead is interested in killing the witnesses and basically destroying the whole place. It made me remember to half life, but the main character was the bad guy. After this short dream I had sleep paralysis. Or maybe I dreamed that I had it, I couldn't move at all and woke up in the same position I dreamed.

12.27.13

Last night, went to bed too late again. Almost 2am. When I woke up in the morning, a brief flash of some large, dark barrels came to my mind. Tried to remember more, but didn't happen. My memory is great and recall getting better every day. Hear that, subcon?

fragment 1:

I think that my mother, my sister, and I had just gotten back from some swamp. We were at my parents' house and my sister kept acting very sleepy. She kept passing out. I tried to help her get to the kitchen but she passed out on the way there. She wouldn't wake up so I decided to call 911. Instantly, my mother pulled out a gun and said, "Don't you dare call them, put down that phone!" The way she did it was very much like Frank Reynolds in Always Sunny in Philadelphia, but not quite so funny. I called them anyways, there was no way she would shoot me. But she started firing, so I ran behind a wall and told the dispatcher that my mother was trying to murder me. The dispatcher thought that was hilarious, meanwhile I'm freaking out and crying. The dispatcher kept laughing her head off, she said to me, "A very nice try, but I am a trained actor and I can tell that you're indicating". I threw the phone and my sister got up and pulled out a shotgun. I became lucid and made myself invincible. I walked out and ignored their shooting me then made both of their guns fly out of their hands. They both passed out and I went outside.

I remembered that I wanted to try some teleportation techniques and so I first tried one that I thought of. I flew really high in the sky so the city below was obscured by clouds. I imagined that the world below was Denn and it was working, I could see the city below morphing into another town. When it was done morphing, I could tell that I was flying above Denn but as I almost got there, I woke up, DEILD.

dream 1, DEILD:

I was standing on the clouds above the city, Denn looked like a partially materialized town, kind of like how towns look like as they're loading in assassin's creed. I flew down and started to run across the rooftops of the partially materialized town, but then I woke up fully.

dream 2, WILD:

I started out in a fully enclosed, stone room and there were what looked like two police DCs in there. Must have been a continuation of my previous nightmare. I ignored them completely though and remembered the next teleportation technique I wanted to try. I closed my eyes for about 7 seconds and imagined being at Denn. I could both see the town and feel myself being there. When I opened my eyes it actually worked, I was a little bit surprised but happy all the same. Denn looked like an Arabic town from back in the day. There was sand on the ground and all of the buildings were made out of sandstone. Most of them had beautiful cloths draped over the top as a roof and cloths for doors. I was in the free market and the blacksmith was standing in front of me. He had a huge barrel of weapons next to him, so I told him that I needed a weapon and he threw a little baby spiked dagger at me. He asked me, "Does this work for you?" I told him no and tossed it on the ground. He then threw me a double-bladed battleaxe and I thought about it for a second and told him no again. Then he pulled a large-bladed scimitar out of the barrel that could fold in on the handle so that I could store it like a pen. I told him, "Now that's what I'm talking about". I reached into my pocket and pulled out some wooden coins, half of them flew through the air towards the blacksmith. I thanked him and decided to head towards the green fairy. Dream ended, DEILD.

dream 3, DEILD:

I was back in the free market, wandering around while looking at all the cool stores. I saw a medicine store and thought about going in there, but then the dream ended again, DEILD again.

dream 4, DEILD:

I started out on the rooftops and the town looked like it was only partially materialized again, so I ran across the rooftops for a minute to solidify my place in the dream and then I jumped down. After wandering around for a little bit I found some taverns, I almost went in but when I looked at their signs they didn't say The Green Fairy. There were a lot of taverns too, I figured the people in this town must be a bunch of drunks. I asked a DC where I could find the Green Fairy and he pointed around a corner, I thanked him. Sure enough, the Green Fairy was around the corner. It has old-western style swing doors. As I walked inside, I noticed that this building was very tall but it had a white cloth for a roof above the 2nd floor. I asked if there was a table I could sit down at and the bartender told me to go to hell, dream ended. I DEILD'd again.

dream 5, DEILD:

Back in the Green Fairy, but this time I was sitting down at the bar, drinking beer with my dream girlfriend. We talked for awhile and joked around, I started to get a little bit lost in the dream but then it ended again. DEILD, last time.

dream 6, DEILD:

We were now sitting at a small table by the bar and our pitcher of beer had almost ran out. Bartender walked by and spilled our beer on the floor, I was pretty upset. I had forgotten that I wanted to start a brawl in there though. I drank the rest of the beer in the pitcher and got over it. He offered to move us to a nicer table, I said okay. As we were walking I remembered what I wanted to do, meet Staysharp and battle him in the bar. Dream got blurry, I tried to stabilize, didn't work and I woke up. Tried to DEILD again, wouldn't work, woke up fully. Tried a WBTB WILD, didn't work. I was too excited that I finally got to Denn.

Well this is my first journal entry, I have many more to share but not sure how to back date entries yet. This was from last night and I did not go lucid although I did fly in the first one.

Went to bed around 11pm awoke once at around 145 and did some recall, woke again at 330 after long intense dream and took notes in my jounal. No other dreams after that.

1. I was waiting on a helocopter to go out to a ship on a navy base for some reason. I was with 2 DC and we were all waiting. I offered the female DC a lift since apparently I could fly out to the ship and check on the helicopter. I remember carrying her like a baby and I took off out to sea. It was very cloudy and foggy and I got very far out very fast. I was trying to impress the DC with my flying ability. We got a ways out to sea and with it being so cloudy I couldn't see anything so I headed back. I was flying up and down and at one point attempted to get above the clouds. I doubted my flying ability a few times but never began to crash or fall back to the earth. Awoke.

2. This was a very long, vivid and emotional dream and I tried to get as many details as possible. First thing I remember is being put into a jail. I was in utter disbelief as to the reasons why I was thrown in jail. I had the memory and images of me throwing chocolate in someones face at a party and that is why I was thrown in jail. So there I was down below in the jail. The other cells were empty and there were a few DCs down in the dungeon area. The cells were all open and mine was the first one on the left. I found myself sitting on the cot/bed with a girl (Winnie from the wonder years, grown up of course), we talked for awhile but cant remember the conversation. She had a dog that had a screw or some object stuck in it, it was quite bloody and I told her that she needs to go and take care of that. When she left it set in that I was in jail and I was going to be there for at least 25 days, after I get out I realized I had to spend another 25 days somewhere else and was quite distraught about this fact. I had my cell phone on me and I wasn't supposed to, it kept beeping and I was afraid the guard would hear it. I was also very concerned that my wife didn't know where I was and I didn't know how I was going to tell her. I was taken out of jail by one of my friends for a bit and taken to my wife, we talked in a room and I told her how upset I was about the whole thing. I realized that I wouldn't be able to go get my son since I would be in jail. This made me very upset and my wife calmed me down a bit. My stepson was outside of the window peering in and waiting for his mom. I was taken back to jail by my friend and remember crossing an intersection and going backdown the stairs into the jail. When I got there it was overflowing with people, my once empty cell was crawling with guys. There were two and three per bed and I didnt' see the things that I had left in the cell. I asked the guard about open cells and he said there were none. I went into the cell next to mine and found a totally empty one and asked about it. He said we couldn't use it. I was pretty frustrated at this point. I went to the back of the cell block and began assemblying some contraption. I screwed this bottle into another part of it and then put hoses here and there, it reminded me of a paint sprayer but I dont know why I was doing it. After I was done with that I walked back toward my cell and was behind two girls and a guy that I work with. The guy pushed the girl somehow like a clothesline or some weird roundhouse kick and she basically bounced off the ground and back up. The next time he did it I caught her and said " I am right here behind you to protect you. He said something along the lines of her deserving that. Looking around at the people in jail there were many other co-workers of mine in there.

That is about it, not lucid but both interesting.

Morning of December 27, 2013. Friday.



This is one of those “body” dreams; that is, the primary focus of my dream being on the condition or state of the body. Such dreams usually have magnification of imagery and “closer than possible” perspectives and are often semi-lucid. In this one, I am mostly focused on my feet.

My feet have a sort of discomfort on each outer side, sort of like when wearing shoes that are a bit too tight, but I am barefoot in my dream. When I do any type of affirmation pulsing with the word “healing” or “healing powers” (as opposed to “healthy” or “healthy energies”) I have dreams of this nature (every single time thus far). This is likely because “healing” has a completely different association with other areas of the mind and memory than “healthy” (especially as “healing” implies an ongoing event whereas “healthy” implies a state of being). I have honestly recognized this for over twenty years, but I still use the word “healing” to discern variations and am still experimenting with direct to dream pulsing.

“Healing” seems to send the message that you are in a continuous state of change and always brings about unusual dreams relating to the body and again, usually with both magnification and “closer than possible” perspective of the particular area of the body. Normally, though, it brings about dreams of open sores that often close themselves (thus, always a dream-instigated opportunity to keep healing), hollow areas within the body and extremely detailed imagery of internal anatomy (even microscopic views - such as blood flowing, etc.) I have also noted (and no longer use much) the association with “flowing”. For some reason, the dream self’s mind can only link the word “flowing” with water or liquid (in one dream, it seemed like paint). Thus, when I used phrasing in pulsing sessions such as “healthy energies flowing”, I would always dream of water flooding a room, or similar (usually not in a negative or stressful sense, though, but rather purposeless, perhaps).

In this dream, I eventually check my feet more closely. I see that a couple layers of skin are peeling off around the outer sides of both feet. Inside each “cocoon” of thin skin is a small toe (at this point, I am still “logically” assuming they are the fifth toe on each foot - yet much closer to the instep middle-point than would be normal), my toenails breaking through first (without any actual pain, though). I am trying to work out the situation. Perhaps my shoes had been too tight for too long and somehow caused skin to grow over each small toe after a time (as well as each small toe being pushed down and against the outer instep over time). As the skin comes off, it feels a bit more comfortable. A little later I flex my feet and toes (the toe-line changing and now being mostly even across, unlike just before) and then notice that I have six toes on each foot (all appearing normal otherwise). It does not concern me all that much. I look at them curiously and a couple relatives look at my feet without comment. I guess growing extra toes like this is not all that unusual, especially in the dream state.

This was possibly partly influenced by “The Chrysalids” (known as “Re-birth” in the USA), my favorite novel of any genre. In the story, though, it is Sophie that has the six toes, not the main character. I had found the story remarkable in how closely I related to David Strorm, almost as if I was reading about myself and my life (at one level) directly (the only book that I ever perceived this level of such clear and “familiar” associations and “closeness” in identification with a fictional character).

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00:00 Friday 2013-12-27 comp #16 night #15

00:15 bedtime two 200mg tabs of Valerian

04:29

F1) skiing, there's not enough snow

1) arcade game contest, you have to get a huge balloon-like ball through a hoop in the ceiling. The game is arranged with mirrors. It's very hard to see what the goal of this game is exactly, I'm trying to figure it out. Eventually a faint hoop high up in the back comes into view and I know you're supposed to get this huge ball through that hoop. I'm trying different ways, including throwing a deflated balloon, then I get the idea of get the balloon in place to fall through the hoope: I tie a a string to the balloon, throwing the string over the roof of the building beyond the game area, and pulling the string from the other side of the building to get the balloon directly over the target.
Dream changes to their being an attack from one team on another down a river. One team is waiting for the other team, there's an ambush. The older people are upset they didn't want to participate in an attack, it is a betrayal of trust. Is some places the ground is food, like pizza.

F2) A guy says "only people who are believers (O) can come inside".

F3) A guy fails the test of good character, "b" (flat mark) Pyt.T. is grading the test. I see a hand/pencil making a mark on the grading form paper up close.

F4) a campus police offiicer is standing in full uniform in the distance, I see his badge. They're advertising the job of being a campus policeman. There's a guy sitting at a gate then this policeman comes out.

2) bowling in the bowline alley throwing the ball, left handed, it crosses over the middle, hits near the 10 pin, but in a very slow chain reaction all the pins fall down for a strike. I said "wow that's one of the (ugliest/slowest) strikes I've every seen!" Some people were watching, they don't react much. I'm happy to get a strike. I bowl another ball, having trouble releasing it on the proper arrow. I try to stand far back, and approach the 2nd arrow from the left. Look at the ball and the finger holes are all wrong and spread out strangely and there are more than 3, I see the ball up close. I'm playing another guy, I bowl the first ball, and he bowls the second shot, I say "hey you're not supposed to do that, that was my shot." He's upset that I chastised him, and he says "that's the reason why I don't like to play this game," which I think is ridiculous. All the time I'm in the left-most lane of the alley up aginst the left edge of the building. I keep missing my arrow, and the ball at one time skips over an entire lane and enters the gutter of the 2nd lane to the right.

04:40 BTB, doing MILD and SSILD

07:11

F5) watched a woman having a nightmare about being a mermaid. Her legs were short and amputated-looking rather than fishy. Then there's a close up of her bloody decapitated body with the neck stump rubbing up against the bottom part of a couch next to the floor. The view is from overhead.

3) with children trying to watch a movie, I'm in a rocking chair that won't stop rocking, like it's motorized. It's really bothering me, I'm trying to figure it out, to make adjustmets, I say "it's a bad rocking chair, a RC should only rock when you want it to."

We're doing a project with these kids, building something, a little toy house is being fixed up.
Outside with a bunch of kids, they're playing in water.

The kids are playing in the water, a small shallow creek with short reeeds. "we're being sponges" they say. I move to stand in the water too. The kids are naked, and I get naked too. They're all little boys but one is a girl. She's older and she's not naked but is topless. She is shy and keeps turning away from me, I keep maneuvering for a better view. I'm walking in the mud and feel it on my toes.

I'm concerned about making progress on all the projects, the kids are not concerned, they say "you could do t his, you could do that," since they're not concerned, I say, "OK, I'll be a sponge, too."

I see two purple fly-like insects up close with triangular heads covered with insect eyes, their weird mouth appendages are touching each other. I recite the little poem "There were purple bees, kissing in trees." Then I see a very colorful small rainbow minnow flying through the air, it stops in front of me, I see the horizontal stipes of the colors, purple on the top and bottom, and red and yellow in the middle, it's beautiful. I say "hey did you see that?" The guy saw it.

4) in a room, large, tall ceilinged, rectangular, white paint on the walls. It's like a hotel or a dormitory. Son2 is there and wife. Someone rings the bell. Nobody goes to answer the door, eventually I go open the door, I open it, there's a second door, but on the doorknob inbetween the doors is a piece of paper. I take it back into the room and open it. It is a number of pieces of paper stapled randomly together so it's really hard to open and see anything. I eventually see some number, it's a bill for the stay, 1000, or 1900, or 19000.

There's a large toy/model house, one floor is a drawer with a lot of garbage in it, food garbage, and it's wet. Food and dirty. There are strange coins, I try to flip one of these coins but I can't because the coin is too large. I try to do this repeatedly but can't. The coins are rolling around on the ground. I try to find a smaller coin to flip it. I find some "19 r" coins, they're not normal coins, they're only for buying a weird thing. A giant vacuum cleaner starts spewing out sewage into our room. I put it out into the corridor so it's a shared problem, not just our problem.

09:53

F6) a doctor is searching a man for lesions inside and older man's head. I see the top of the man's bald head, his head is bumpy like an egg carton (or snow moguls) all over the top of his head, the doctor is pressing in the valleys of the head poking around trying to find something. I see the front of the face of the patient briefly.

5) in childhood home (DS!!!), I hang up a coat in the hallway closet. We're rushing somewhere. There's a sweater that wouldn't go properly into a drawer. My wife asks me to push it in, I look down and see it protruding from the bottom drawer of a dresser. My wife has a business with Yo Yo Ma, but he hasn't been working recently, but we were still paying him. "If he's not working why in the heck are we paying him for?" Wife answers "he still works occationally, he taught just a few days ago." I say "it's amazing you have so many contacts with famous people." My wife was talking about paying the insurance so we could take care of a pink spot under my arm.

I had a dream yesterday where I was at my school I went up some stairs. And, I played a pianI had a dream yesterday where I was at my school I went up some stairs. And, I played a piano (I finally got a christmas dreaM!) Also there was a murderer named annie she kills me and my friends one by one. Me and, Danh kill her. I wake up in my car. I see annie but as a doll......o (I finally got a christmas dreaM!) Also there was a murderer named annie she kills me and my friends one by one. Me and, Danh kill her. I wake up in my car. I see annie but as a doll......
I tell them about annie they say "Lier." Now I'm at school. We're watching a anime horror film with annie. I get some gum out and it turns out to be annie! Annie the piece of GUM! Then I start carving a eyeball or something.
The final dream was that I swapped bodies with a Squirrel. I woke up in real life. I had some sleep parylisis (Which sucked) and saw scary figures. So Trippy.

This dream is from earlier this month, when I am finally properly introduced to my Dream Guide. I first met my DG in my first LD about 3 months ago…though I didn't know she was my DG. A couple of months later I saw her again and she appeared different but I knew it was her (also maybe because I summoned her). Here's my dream where I met her the second time but this time I confirmed it with her that she is my DG.


I'm in a low lucidity dream and at the end of the dream I start spinning and I'm in an abyss experiencing a feeling of true bliss. This lasts about 5 seconds and then I wind up on my bed still spinning. The spinning comes to a stop and I try to get out of bed. I find it difficult to sit up and in fact feel my stomach muscles contract trying to sit up. I finally make it and get out of bed. I know I’m dreaming and I do an RC just to make sure. I look at my hands but they look normal, which lately has been happening a lot. I try to breathe through my pinched nose and it doesn’t work but I try again and it works the second time. I also jump up in the air to see if I can float and I do float back down. I first think of flying out the window but then decide that I’m going to call Dean (my Dream Guide…she told me her name in my first LD where I met her but didn't know she was my DG) on the phone to see if she is waiting for me downstairs. I grab the phone off my desk and head out the door. I don’t dial but just call Dean’s name like I’m talking to her and she answers. I ask her if she is waiting for me downstairs but she doesn’t know what I’m talking about and maybe doesn’t recognize me. I tell her “it’s me, are you waiting for me downstairs,” as I’m waiting for the elevator. She answers “no, I’m in my room getting ready.” I decide that her room is going to be the apartment just across from the elevator. It seems that all the doors on my floor are covered with some kind of red carpeting, with the exception of my door. I go to the door and try it but it seems locked and I knock on the door. Then I decide the door is going to be open as I try to open it again...and voila...it opens. I walk in and it’s a nice apartment and I hear the shower running. I go to the bathroom and I see the door is kind of cracked open with some steam coming out. I knock on the door and enter and I see an attractive black woman about 5’5 with short hair (not too short) taking a shower and I know it’s Dean. It’s a large bathroom and the shower is sort of in the middle and it’s open with no doors around it. She covers herself up but I’m not even really looking at her nudity...maybe just a little. I turn around and I tell her “Dean, I have to ask you a question - are you my dream guide?” She’s still in the shower and she answers me but I don’t quite hear what she says. I ask her again and she says “yes.” I run to hug her and tell her “oh my god, I’m so happy” and in fact I am. I don’t care about the fact that she’s naked and I have no sexual thoughts toward her. I’m just truly happy to encounter my DG. I ask her to help me in the future and she says she will. I also ask her if she’s going to look different every time she appears and she says that she will and in fact tomorrow (or some other day) she will look like (I don’t recall what she said). Maybe I’m paying less attention still caught up in being so happy finding out she’s my DG. There is a baby or maybe even two babies in the apartment but I kind of just ignore them. I figure that while Dean gets ready I can go have some fun and I ask her if she has any attractive girlfriends that live nearby...maybe neighbors so I could just go next door. She says “no...oh yea, there is one.” I head out into the living room and she’s almost ready also she just doesn’t have her shoes on. So I decide to just wait for her to get her shoes on and I think maybe I also decide to do a recall of my personal info (name, dob, address, phone #, etc.) but then I wake up.

Boring short lucids, again..

So, i woke up after 4h30 of sound sleep, without recall. Decided to do WILD with SSILD cycles. So, after a long time in bed, watching, hearing and feeling i finally get the free-float sensation and know i can get out of bed with my dream body. First exit, my senses very dormant, my vision poor and creepy. It fades soon, back in the free-float void. Get out ( DEILD ) of bed again. Now, a little bit better. After an hand RC, I jump off dinner room window, and it´s dark out there. i am flying around a tree and looking at my neighbour's windows. I recalled the feeling of being a child and having very similar flying dreams. I am Peter Pan again It fades soon too.
Can get out bed again. In my dinner room i try to summon a DC but my mum comes, and i punch him ! I am not an agressive guy but i like to punch and kick my DCs. well, jump off window again ( always do when i'm home, so watch out ! )but this time, i try to make the sun rise, and a small speck of light, not the sun, appears and dispels some darkness. I fly over a small wood around my house and find a DC, a neighbour of mine. It fades. Now, i can´t DEILD again. I let my self fall asleep, and only nlDs.

I have markedly more recall then usual - and - I am probably too lazy to explain, where all the stuff is connected to inputs/outputs/experiences from yesterday - but loads.
Maybe I make this: * whereever I see connections.

First Dream:

I was in a club with my husband - a punk band was playing and people jumping about doing pogo.
When I wanted to the bar - I threw myself into that and got pogo-danced to my destination - was the only way to get somewhere.
We met a girl later, who told us, she got thrown out of a squat by the police - but dream-logically - went with us to show us the place. Somehow she had gotten it back, because it was so loud there, nobody wanted to rent it.
It was a really nice little one-room affair and she had a high-bed* platform installed almost over the whole room.
I was also looking for a flat in that expensive city - and thought - why not such a thing, not directly at a big street - but the size would be okay.

On the way to our small hotel - I lost sight of my husband and searched the streets - but I found him back.


Second Dream*:

I was visiting a friend and her family - rather her and her children.
And I had given as a present to one very young girl a box with something like Lego.
She had been somewhere to play with it with others and their sets - but being so young - the mother had gotten her home earlier than the whole children-play-meeting ended.
I convinced her, that in actuality - there had been no reason to take her home so early - she was a bit unhappy.
But she also had gotten a pair of some sort of rodents - they also looked a bit like finches - and we played with them - the mother had a book about what to do with them/how to care for them.
This whole dream got to do with Alric´s Santa thread..


Third Dream:

I was on my way home - and saw about 30 children in FDJ-uniforms (former DDR/east Germany youth organisation - I am from the west, though) being marched by a militarily dressed and behaving woman from a house on a hill into the streets.
They all had small posters, on which there was advertisement to smoke tobacco and drink alcohol.
Didn't even make sense to me in my dream..
Maybe a missed opportunity for RCing.
Then my bike broke down - I tried to repair it - and hurt myself and was dirty from that already - when I decided to take the subway.
Now it got really nasty - once I went down the stairs - it was a horizontal shaft, where I only could rob on my stomach.
And worse yet - there was about 10 cm of really horribly stinking old urine* standing in that tunnel.
The rationalisation then was, that it was not the subway, but some sort of public toilet.
I didn't have any strength left to rob towards the light.
Luckily I woke up.
Just as one aside here - reading The Lies Of Locke Lamorra at the moment - where somebody gets put in a barrel with horse-urine to drown in - which he doesn't - but anyway.


Fourth Dream:

Once more at the house of the parents of my first boyfriend.
This time - another guy was the one, on whom the constant blame was cast - and rightly so - he just lived there uninvited and constantly nagged for money and help, because he was supposedly orphaned - but he was in his 20s - and from Poland, and couldn´t go back and lalala.
There were several episodes - one was the family and me playing solving optical puzzles - there were cards, which supposedly belonged in a certain order - and one should stick them together as they fit.
This was very difficult - always, when we thought, we got something - there was a little mismatch somewhere.
The geometry of this is hard to explain - like a card-house a bit - but with slots..
And the prize for just putting together something was getting a good coffee from the new maschine.
Mistake - and you got only sugared milk* instead .. (*got that yesterday - hubby not getting along with the new espresso-machine of his parents..).
There was an episode, where I found out, my ex would love freckles in girls - and I have 3 and a half myself in summer - but I found a lotion, which promised to produce more of them.
I didn´t use it though - afraid to look like an idiot.
When the mom said at another point - this Polish guy would be a pest - but having me around would be neutral - but nothing nice either - I went out to pick her some flowers.
Suddenly my ex was also there - and he showed me a hedge where hundreds if not thousands of poison dart frogs were meeting to find a partner - in all colours - it was beautiful!!
Later we also met a friendly dog the size of an elephant being walked on the sidewalk.


There is actually much more - I´m lazy writing.
I will add two fragments later on.

Somehow, I didn't care much about recall lately - meaning I didn't mantra on it or anything.
But yesterday I thought - come on - you can do better than that - and just told myself so before sleep.
It might sound as if I wanted to brag - but honestly - I do next to nothing in the moment - maybe one RC a day and some affirmations when lying in bed before sleeping..

Memorable was the sight of these frogs:

LD
I'm at a classroom. There is attractive blonde teacher. Some guys have an argument back of the classroom. The black one with hood attack the other. I fear of him and go away. I run down the hall. I fear. I realize that this is a dream. I turn back and I wanna face this enemy. I can't find him. I try to summon him behind the corner, but I summon few schoolgirls. I wake up then.

LD
I'm looking at heating. I realize that this is a dream. I try to focus my attention on percieving the dream reality. The heating is extremely vivid. There is no difference between waking heating and the dream one. I play with this percieving. Then I false wake up and feel the dream sleeping paralysis. I just lust lucidity and dream about experiencing the SP. It was really wierd experience, I don't know how to descibe it.