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The Bronzy-Gold Blue Train

So, immediately into the dream I become conscious. I'm standing in this weird as Hell late 1800's train that's swaying back and forth with this lady in front of me. If that's not weird enough, I realize she's made out of hues of bronze, gold and royal blue: Not unnatural in the form of robot-like, just strangely painted like the rest of bronzy-gold blue train. She has this matter-of-fact look to her and says "Boner's axe rock." before sitting down beside what my brain automatically recognizes as her pure bronze husband in a gold top-hat. Kinda creepy, as they're the only people on the train besides me.
But, this made perfect sense to me! It meant: "Keep walking."
I'm shifting my way down the train, securing my balance on the gold-blue booths that line the train sides and I cross over to the next car. At first everything looks pretty normal in the new section, but as I start crossing to the next section, things start floating. The booths rip from the floorboards without any struggle and float at about mid-level. I was chill, though, and just kept walking through without really paying any attention to it, but as I reach the end and put my hand on door handle, they all rise up higher and start vibrating violently. So I opened the door, and they just dropped to the floor like they died. Mmm, pretty lame.
This car was pretty cool. Blue plants that were closest in resemblance to thick vines grew from the walls and floors under the booth to form "people" without faces and made entirely of vines wrapping together. They stood just beside the booth and moved with a really weird cracking and stretching sound as they reached out to touch me as I passed. Almost mid-way through, one grabbed me and I could feel just how cold those vines were. The dude really needed mittens or something. I just sorta looked at his face-less face and he let go. None of the other plant people tried to touch me and I got on the next car without issue.
So, the last car was colored like you would expect: Dull tones of reality with soft red vinyl seats. Nobody was in the booths, but brown and black luggage filled the racks. A desert landscape passed at blinding speeds outside the faint-blue tinted windows, but I just kept walking onward, wondering what would be in the next car. Now, if you're not familiar with the doors between cars, they tend to have window so you can see if the chain-cross between cars is unstable. However, the window decided to act a mirror, because that's apparently its choice in that universe. The car I had just walked through had lost its normal color scheme for the traditional bronzy-gold blue colors of the dream. Normally, I would have just brushed this off, but behind a person(me? he looked nothing like me, though) this giant silver-man with phosphorescent sickly green eyes stood breathing heavy and staring at me. He looked something Venom from Spiderman. But...More disproportionate in the shoulder and head area. Still with the creepy-ass tongue, though.
I was kind of freaking out at this point, so I did what any logical person would do: I turned around instead of getting out. I saw the room as the reflection had told me, and the Silver Venom just started running at me like a man-gorilla would. Then the entire scene went blinding white and beige as someone turned on the lights and woke me. God, I hate those people.


The Hunting Dogs

I quickly fell asleep after the jerk got his notebook. Who writes at two in the morning when SOMEONE ELSE IS SLEEPING?

This dream is quite a bit more simplistic in nature. The environment was a frigid winter forest lined with every kind of tree you could think of under a thick blanket of snow. It was afternoon-y for the entire dream or at least the sky was red with orange and pink layers. Soft snow on the ground glittered like rosen crystals and tracks of the most insane creatures twisted around brush and trees.
And where was I? I was on a giant red wolf decked out in full fur pelts with a bow that was probably twice my size. Two dogs from when I was little were on either side of us: A grey Irish Wolf-hound and a Golden Retriever. There isn't much to explain about the dream, except that I went riding around like a boss, shooting flame-spitting boar the size of trees and yelling at huge condors until they came down to take me into the sky to hunt griffins. A couple seven-legged snakey things came out of the woodworks and we chased those down too. Then there was a Wyvern(spellchecker is 'tupid,) a giant cobra that stripped tree branches as it climbed them and a demon-thingy.

Wasn't a bad night.

I don't remember most of the dream, but my ex-fiance was in it. We were spending time together somewhere.

We decided to find a hotel/motel. The ones we found were cabin- or apartment-like, and we went to the wrong one first. We found the right one, and I decided to take a shower while he went out for something. I was standing there in a robe and my socks when he got back, and I felt like I'd just been spacing out while he was gone, possibly contemplating if I really wanted to be with him. He caressed me, and the love poured back, yet I was questioning it.

Quite grumpy with myself.
The alarm was set on 5 am - I woke up half an hour before - and neither did I journal - nor get up.
I have a marvellous ability to not hear an alarm, when I just slept a little bit before it goes off.

But I know this - and I also have to deal with it, if I need to get up for work.
Actually - I used to have a really monstrous alarm-clock - but it disappeared with my last removals.
The new monster will not be enough for work - good test, sort of.

So - dream-recall gone from there - to make it worse yet - I got again ripped out of sleep later by angry doorbell-ringings - my husband had forgotten something on the way to work and was too lazy to search for his keys - well - seems they were somewhere, where they don´t belong..
He didn´t like my reaction.
Me neither in hind-sight.

But there is something interesting anyway:

One dream had me going shopping for clothes - funny - this also comes up time and again.
But it´s been a long time, I actually went out and bought something new to wear - or even went "window-shopping".
Maybe I should ..

Anyways - I was there - and there was also a very nice and attractive woman - maybe in her 50s.
I didn´t like myself in anything - mainly because I had some skin blemishes - bit of acne, like I had it in my teens.
But I was my current age of almost 40.
So - she started rummaging for a make-up.
Found it - told me to sit down and close my eyes - and I received a wonderful face-massage with this application procedure.
It was very sensual - and after some meaningful looks back and forth - she took me back home to her, after her shift was over.
I was watching the ongoings until that - enjoying the "show" of other women coming in and out of cubicles with ever new interesting outfits - always keeping and eye on her, and she back.

Suffice to say - we took this quite a lot further - and it was a very, very pleasing dream.

Since this is also a first as far as I know - I shortly thought - maybe it is a sort of residue again - being a bit disappointed with my self about having had a male body two nights back and not exploring it or using it in "specific ways".
But maybe not.
Got gender experimentation on the plate this week it seems.
Oh well - I like it!

Right now, I'm going to use my DJ as a diary of my preparation and results. I'm not going to write my non lucids, since I'm writing them in my hand DJ.
However, nice non lucids and ALL lucids will be posted here.



It's been sooooo long since I was into lucid dreaming. About 4 years since my las lucid dream. I'm starting to get into the habit of rcing, awareness, and all the other things I did back then. I'm looking forward to my next lucid dream.

All may other lucids have mainly been DILDs, and a couple of scary WILDS. Right now I'm trying out DEILDs, because they seem quiet easy to go to. However I'm trying my best to DILD before my DEILDs.
I'm currently using analam clock app that has the function of auto-snooze. My first alarm goes of at around 5am an continue each 30 minutes, until 7am.
I haven't had any lucid success yet. But a lot of non lucids and decent dream recall has been gained.

If I'm haven't gotten any DILDs after a week from now, I'll re read the DILD tuts and see if I missed something.

I was on the inside of a really big boat like a cruise ship. But I was the only one on. I had gadgets like tablets but I was bored. I was lucid for quite a little while. I decided to try to populate the boat and looked outside the window. A kid appeared and then for some reason I thought of making captain hook appear... He showed up or some verson of him did. I also in the dream made food appear but I didn't get a chance to try any.

When we first arrived it seemed like perhaps a train compartment, and there was not enough room, so we found a bench and a half or so with grumpy neighbors. Did not have kids with us, and frankly I do not even recall who was with me, just seemed like a group of people and a whole bunch of stuff.

I was hungry, and there seemed to be lots of buffet tables with many kinds of food. Part of the challenge was that my arms were already full of my stuff. Another issue was that I could not find a plate for the longest amount of time. The buffet was almost over and they had run out of clean plates. They only had huge unwieldy serving plates and tiny elongated appetizer plates. I took an appetizer plate thinking I could carry it easier and could do more than one trip.


Somewhere in this dream there was a woman worried about getting back to her daughter. She had left the kid at a library in the care of a librarian and had paid $1,000 for baby sitting. I had a vision of a whole bunch of kids overwhelming a helpless librarian who could not control the roudy bunch.

Back at the buffet, I put some food on my tiny plate, but then the stuff I was carrying shifted in my arms and I lost my plate and it fell to the ground and all the food got off the plate. At that moment the staff started clearing the buffet food except for deserts.

That's when I had a mental breakdown. Sobbing I explained I was hungry, had arrived late, the lack of adequate plates, and my wanting food other than desert. A manager or several started helping me and got together a bigger plate filled with food.

Then they wanted to know where my table was, and I explained that I was just sharing that bench, and there seemed to be no way to really eat there. So they found me a table.

The end of the dream, I do not know whether all if it happened while I was asleep or whether I continued the story daydreaming after mostly waking up.

Well it was my only lucid dream Right before bed i said it would be awesome to have one and i woke up at the telitubbyland lol i dont know why and so i looked down at my hands and saw that i was dreaming so i said i want to fly! well tat didnt work so i cheated and made a helicopter! well as i was walking to it i heard a missle being fired far away so i run to the helicopter and as i was getting into it it blowed up!!!i remember just sliding seeing a trail of my blood were i slid so i quickly got up and run over the hill and i saw a army of bad guys i was like really i thought this was my dream so i turned back to were my helicopter was and saw my army i knew it was mine becuase i seen my friend there. he handed me my favorite sniper rifle and i shot them down!!! well it was war for 20 minutes and i felt nothing but pure adrinalin and so iit got down to mine and the bad guys team of five. so i ran and pulled out my knife and went in swinging and killed 3!!! all at once i relized and said screw this i held out both of my hands and shot like blue lazers out of my hands it only worked twice my friend got in helicopter and left me stranded with them so i said well i guess now would be the best time to fly i really belived i could and i took off and then the dream went black from over excitement but over all the best dream i ever had witched inspired me to have more so yeah its pretty great and i hope you have a LD soon best thing ever!

I was at Walmart putting stuff away in my work vehicle and it was night time.

12/08/13 I had a very long vivid pleasant semi-lucid (observing without controlling) dream about exploring Maui. I rode around on a massage table with wheels. I would kick off across the ground like a skate board and then steer the table by shifting my weight. I say semi-lucid because of things such as looking at the sea and thinking "this is much more colorful and fantastic then waking life," yet I never pulled full awareness in or tried to control anything. I just was having a very relaxing fun time. I did this for awhile and then found myself with out the table. I started walking and really was almost non-lucid at that point. I walked awhile and thought that this would get tiring (loosing a bit of understanding that it was a dream). I appeared in a room with other people and it turns out we have all been kidnapped. A Hawaiian guy tells us they will kill one of us and makes us hold these tubes of smoldering leaves. The first one to drop theirs dies, and you must hold them so the flames will burn up towards your hands. You must also breath onto the top opening of the tubes thus increasing the flames. Mine caught fire and I really had a feeling the situation was real. Then we were all in the room and a kid brings in food. One of the other captives raps a shoe lace around the kids throat and I start looking for something to place in the string to twist it tighter than can be done by hand. We will use the kid to force them to let us free. I find some dull knives and we test which is sharpest. I decide we will threaten to cut their child's throat and we all are to decide who is most likely to be able to cut the child if they need convincing. I say we should all at one time say a number between 1 and 3 to express how likely we are to be able to really hurt the kid. One person says 1, me and 3 others say 2; my wife says 3. I tell everyone I do not believe my wife is a good choice and offer to do it. I suggest slicing open a couple inches of the skin over the artery surgically so we can appear vicious with out endangering the kid. The dream ended at this point.

In the first one, he just came to my birthday party. I remember giving him a big ol hug (the only kind of hug you CAN give to a beasty piece of meat like that), and saying something like "Nothing makes a little girl happier at her birthday party than when her favorite celebrity shows up!" He said "awwwwwww," and I remember my head was chest-level to him (he's 6'7" or something), and I could hear the "awwww" rumbling in his chest. THen he pushed me to the ground and we started making out. As the dream faded, so did he, until I was left holding a book. I don't remember anything about the book, except that when I opened it to the copyright page, all the way at the bottom, filling the tiny sketch of a dragon, it said "Ophelia Productions." I was left with the feeling that Kevin knew this, and he would find me again. Then I woke up.

Sure enough, I had another nonlucid where Danny and I went to Kevin's wedding. Now, in real life, Kevin Durand is on my celebrity card (you know, the only person you're allowed to cheat on your spouse with.. Danny's is Sandra Bullock). Anyway, throughout this whole dream, Kevin and I are walking around the church, prior to the wedding, holding hands. And I'm thinking to myself, "this is ok, because he's on my celebrity card." But then it starts to dawn on me that probably Kevin's wife to be isn't going to be so accepting lol. At one point we go check on her, and I shake her hand and meet her. This seems to have a fucked up effect on Kevin, because he gets really flustered and kinda sweaty, like he suddenly got a fever. So I took him to another room, fanned his face with a magazine, and wiped his sweaty hair from his brow. I asked him if he was alright, but he was pretty unresponsive. Too bad because he looked good in his tux, minus the jacket. He sat on a cardboard box full of fruit, and started playing with the fruit, when I woke up.


mmmmmmmmmmmusclesssssssssssssss

I dreamt about the girl of my dreams apparently, it was something like a slideshow of our life together you know... About how i meet her, how i mimic everything she does to show her my affection, she sees that ofcourse, i behave like a nerveous trainwreck, but she still loves me. At a certain point i get better and our whole life becomes this sunset fairytale, where we hold each other tight, look into our eyes drunk with love and ofcourse kiss like there's no tommorow, my whole life i spent with her... In the beginning when i met her i was seeing the whole thing 3rd and rather than me there was this hella awkward guy. (Guess that'd be me in a different form) So i approached her at a bus stop and tried to talk to her, upon not succeding i just asked for a hug and she gave me one, i saw myself jump around filled with joy, after that it was the happiest moments and only that... but it isn't so vivid anymore...

Anyways, dream life goes on and i find myself in this wierd art classroom with only like 8 or 10 desks and a wardrobe shelf (yep) in the corner of the room. I had stolen a painting and everyone thought it was mine, so ofcourse i accepted the praise and whatnot, but i had acctually stolen the painting from an abandoned house.
After that a teacher came to me and started giving me shit about some other thing and i threw my coffee at him in the presence of the whole class. He didn't do anything about it he just dissapeared...
I went to the wardrobe shelf thingy at the corner of the room to put my stuff in it, but only not on the acctual shelf, but a mini shelf attached to the side of the whole thing. Then i looked to the side and i saw that girl... i think she smiled at me. Then we started cleaning the whole room and putting up christmas decorations. After we were done, two teachers came in and started commenting on how they thought we couldn't do it and they were very proud. I looked at my right again and i saw her smiling at me... Then i woke up and did a WBTB (unsuccesfull)

Now it's my birthday, not the exact date, but a couple of days earlier and i'm having a party at my house. I'm waiting for people to tell me happy birthday, so i could correct them, but no one seems to even know that they're at my party... No wonder, my guests are no other than Kris and his friends (not really friends in the waking life) I'm standing in the kitchen and no one's there so i decide to go upstairs and check around. I see a light coming from my room, so i go there. I see Kris and he says "Congrats man! You chose the right room!" And we begin a tour of every room of my own house, while they are rhyming and singing and opening doors and i see people in the rooms doing exactly what Kris is rhyming about. At one point he was rhyming about an old man with a rubber dick, so you know that was fucked up...
So the whole thing turns out to be like a birthday present for me. At the end of the tour we end up in my basement and upon opening the door i saw three corridors. To the left was a corridor full of ugly chicks, the one on the right there was that girl... taking a shower, and in the middle corridor there was this like conference room, with a conference desk and everything only it was situated on clouds and there were like 6-9 people sitting on both sides and a guy sitting in the master seat or whatever.There are mini clouds infront of everyone sitting there on the left they are greenish and on the right black. For some really idiotic reason i choose to go to the middle room instead of the right one, where the girl of my dreams is... so those people at the conference room start talking about destroying earth and stuff and before they could finish their demonic plan i was back at the entrance to my basement, then Kris asked me which room i chose and i told him. He called me a moron and i woke up...

So last night I had a dream that someone got into my car and was trying to mug me I was aggressive at first and came at him like I was going to attack him then he pulled out a knife I then acted as if I was giving in and then I grabbed his knife and pulled out one of my own that was sitting in my center console and proceeded to stab him in the neck over and over again... I pushed him out of my car and he bled out and died on the ground...very violent dream, any ideas on what this dream could have possibly meant? oh and I thought this was real for at least 30 minutes after I woke up, it was a very realistic feeling dream!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #172: Bedroom Mirror

I either DILD or WILD into a scene where I'm walking with my oldest son E across a parking lot. There are only a few cars here but there are a huge number of DCs wandering around. It looks like the parking lot is immediately adjacent to an Olympic pool that's surrounded by a high chainlink fence, so I decide to head that way.

As we're walking along, I spy my friend F. He and E haven't gotten to see each other in person for a while, so I think it'd be fun to have their DCs interact. "Hey F!" I say. "We're heading for the pool. Walk with us."

"Sure thing, man!" he says and immediately bolts off ahead of me, hopping around like a kid. Each of his "hops" have him bounding around about 6 feet up in the air. Meanwhile E stays obediently close by, and I find the role reversal amusing.

Walking all the way to the pool takes a distressingly long time and I start feeling like I'm overcommiting to this one scenario. I see it through, though, and when we get to the pool, E and F start running around. There are a lot of people here and the two of them are quickly lost in the crowd. I think I could find them again if I put my mind to it, but I decide to just flow into a different set of goals. I notice a football stadium a ways off past the pool, so I fly over to that to investigate, thinking I can make the switch of stadium to Colosseum for Task of the Year.

I land in a broad, grassy field near the stadium. The crowd's even thicker here but one extremely attractive woman catches my eye as she walks past. She's Asian, about 30, and strangely dressed, wearing a long, purple, velvety coat that reaches down to her knees. For a moment I return to my Colosseum idea but just can't get the DC off of my mind, so I decide to spend some time with her instead.

When I turn back she's still, looking at me with a bit of confusion. I explain what I have in mind and she nods slowly, her eyes narrowing in concentration as if it's really hard to make sense of what I'm saying. But eventually she gets the picture and approaches me. We make out for a second and then we fly off together to get away from the crowd.

Somehow we wind up in a huge, elegant, marbled bedroom and very vivid sexytime begins. After about a minute or so of great fun, I notice that there’s a large, angled mirror on part of the wall, and I check whether I can see us in it. In the mirror I see another couple doing the same thing we’re doing, but they’re completely different people (an Asian male and a totally different Asian female.) The woman from the mirror and I stare at each other in shock and amusement for a moment.

I notice another mirror on a different part of the wall and when I check it I see an entirely new scene -- it’s the same couple from the other mirror, now grown old and sitting together on a bench, their hands clasped together. The old couple shares a laugh and look into each other’s eyes as the dream ends.

Major rise in confidence during this dream! Got an animal transformation, Advanced TotM, and was getting there on a Task of the Year, too. Thanks to NewArtemis for the dream control suggestions!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #171: I Am the Wolf

I have a false awakening that places me in my bed at home next to Wife. All of the lights are on and she's fiddling around with some papers in bed, something to do with my new business. "Oh good, you're awake," she says. I grumble about how unhappy I am that this is the case.

"Sorry," she responds, "but we really need to work on this." I whine that it should be able to wait until the morning and that I was trying to have a lucid dream. She turns back to the papers, not bothering me any further. I'm a little worried that I was rude and have maybe pissed her off, but I decide to just take my chance while I can. I roll onto my side and begin my mantra of "The world is yours". I'm shocked to find that almost immediately I start a WILD transition. (Obviously just an in-dream WILD, but I didn't realize it at the time.)

In the transition state, my dream hands are grasping at something rough that's rolling by beneath me. I grasp at it and start clawing my way along. A gravel surface comes into view. It seems like I'm floating while climbing a ladder made out of gravel that's been crudely mortared together. After a bit, the scene solidifies and the gravel becomes a path. There's one more odd little jump as gravity takes hold and now I'm walking along the path in a full-formed scene.

It's dawn and I'm on a path that cuts through a park, not far from a street. Most of the DCs are dressed like it's chilly but it feels mild to me. I remember my intention to be extra confident in this dream and I start shouting my intentions at the passerby. "I can do anything I want! This is all mine!" I shout, interspersing lots of profanity and generally sounding like a total nutjob.

I remember Task of the Month to turn into a white wolf, hide in the snow, and hunt down a meal. I still feel all crazy from my mantra and the insane confidence I had at the start of this dream. I shout in a booming voice that's not my own that "I AM THE WOLF!" Immediately my hands curl into white paws. I practice running a bit on all fours and it's not bad! I kind of get the sense that I'm sort of bent over like a loping hunchback / werewolf thing but hey, close enough!

I go on a brief, profanity-laced tirade about how there's a bunch of snow to my right, and yep there it is. I hop my little wolf-feet into it and crouch down, looking to my left for some prey. Immediately I spy two potential targets: the closest is a large skunk and the other is an orange, semi-spherical alien thing with tentacles. The skunk's closer and the alien makes me a bit nervous, so I pounce on the skunk.

My teeth rip into him and I tear a big chunk away. Fortunately none of this is bloody but the skunk stares at me in shock. The skunk meat tastes atrocious. It's like chewing on a fart. I can't remember whether I'm supposed to eat the whole animal so I take another bite. This time it's more gummy and tasteless at first but after a bit of chewing, nope, this bite's all farty-tasting too. I hope this is good enough because I've had enough of being a carnivore.

I allow myself to change back into a human and walk further into the park. I come to three identical stone buildings with opaque green windows, standing side by side. I think of the Colosseum Task of the Year and shout that the building which leads to the Colosseum needs to light up. No immediate result, so another attempt, more yelly and with more profanity does the trick and the middle building's door lights up.

I move through a series of three automatic glass doors where a steady stream of children is walking in the opposite direction. I say that the kids need to get out of the way and DC parents appear from out of nowhere to pull them to the side as I pass. I emerge in a restaurant area filled with DCs enjoying a meal. An Indian man in his early 40s is playing on a slot machine against the left wall and he turns to look at me with an expression of surprise.

I push through the back door out into the early morning next to a crumbling sports arena. It's huge and looks a lot like the Colosseum apart from some weird details like the rebar that's sticking out of the top of it. I fly up toward the top and as a gust of wind carries me sideways away from where I want to be, I shout and mutter that "this is my world", and things get back on track.

I come over the top of the stadium to see that inside it looks like a grassy version of the Circus Maximus! There's even a little chariot racing by itself around the track. I know I can make this work, so I fly down toward the field, shouting that down there will be someone for me to fight. Before I'm even halfway down, though, the dream ends.

Sale at Home Depot
I'm shopping at Home Depot, looking at what's left of the sale items. A lot of the good sales are either over or have sod out. I overhear a nearby employee talking about the $1000 bonus that all the Home Depot employees will be receiving after their shift is over. Listening further, it turns out that this is the second half of their Christmas bonus, so they're actually all getting a total of $2000. I try not to be jealous, but I think how nice it would be to have an extra couple thousand dollars to spend. I remind myself that I got a good bonus earlier in the year, and that it was welcome, even if it did have to go to home repairs and not to anything fun.

Now I'm sitting at a table near the cash registers, talking with my in-laws. A cashier is talking about taking spicy peas (like wasabi peas, but not called that) on vacation, because when they're dropped into the water they "bloom" and make amazing, beautiful patterns, showing what the underwater currents are doing. I think this sounds neat, but unfortunately it wouldn't work at our normal vacation spot, where the water is always cloudy. The cashier says he(?) vacations in Colorado, where the water is always clear. I think the water there must also always be cold, but I don't say anything. The cashier goes on to say that something similar can be done with a certain kind of peanut, but it's hard to find. Someone at my table says that they're easy to make. Now, we have a tray filled with peanuts, ketchup, mustard, and some kind of spice powder. Something has gone wrong; the peanuts are supposed to end up dry, but this batch is completely drowned in the ketchup and mustard. It's really pretty disgusting. A couple of peanuts get knocked on the floor; as I reach over to pick them up, I hear the cashier muttering something about this not being right.

Now I'm wandering the aisles looking for something or someone. The shelving units are too high for me to see the tops. Now I'm talking with another employee, asking him about the thing I need to buy. I tell him I'm interested in a particular color; he says he's not sure where they are, but he'll go get another guy who's more familiar with this product, and they'll find some and bring them out to me so I can pick the one with the color I like. As he goes through an employees-only door, he seems to wave for me to follow. I don't want to get in trouble for going somewhere I shouldn't, but he's now rounded a corner so I can't ask if he really meant for me to follow. I poke my head through the door and look around and see that I'm very close to another customer area. I take a quick shortcut through the employees area back to the other customer area, hoping this is what he meant.


MacGyver and tribal people
I'm watching MacGyver as he sneaks around some kind of hi-tech facility. Everything is brightly lit and very white, and the hallways are lightly curved. He comes across a room with what look like odd stones (long and narrow rectangles with the corners cut off) across the threshold of the doorway. He uses a piece of some kind of card to touch the stones, shoving the card down into the stones' frame. Something shorts out, and he steps into the room, explaining that his card made out of ???? was able to short out the force field generators (the stones). A man and a woman, dressed in lab coats, are huddling in the room. They're very glad to see Mac, but they say that a third guy was recently taken to become some kind of slave. They're glad Mac has saved them from the same fate, but they'd like him to go rescue their friend. I have a vision of a man stripped to his underclothes, hands tied behind his back, kneeling in a shallow rocky creek.

Now I'm standing at the back of a large group of tribal people. We're in the middle of an open field with a light scattering of tall, skinny apple trees. Some of the taller men in the group are picking apples off of nearby trees to give to others around them. I'm tempted to ask for an apple myself, but I'm too shy to go up to them. A rather large middle-aged woman is standing near an apple tree, telling some kind of story she thinks is both highly amusing and also very informative, though to my ears it's neither. She says she was talking to someone and pointed out "There's an apple." When her companion agreed, she said it again, and again, until he was very confused as to why she was talking about it - isn't it obvious that there are apples on the tree? She goes on to explain that when she said "There's an apple," what she really meant was what an amazing process it was for an apple to fall into the ground, a new tree to grow up, and an apple to form on the new tree. I look more closely at her and realize that her clothes don't cover as much as they should. I move behind a taller man in the group to block my view, not wanting to make it obvious that I don't want to look at her.

Now I'm around a nearby bend in the terrain. I know the other group is near, but I can't see or hear them. There's another group, this one not tribal, all very well dressed and proper. I see a well-groomed, well-dressed tribal man near a young girl. He sidles up to me and whispers that she may be the apple or the tree, then returns to her side. I realize he was the third man in the room who was taken to be a slave. He seems to be her caretaker, and he seems very content in his role and very fond of her. Now I'm back with the tribal group. I pull aside a guy I know and give him the other guy's message. He looks confused, so I tell him I think it means the girl is going to turn out alright. The tribal people hate the other group, so he scoffs at the idea that any of them could ever turn out to be all right.

Now I'm back to watching MacGyver, watching the third part of a three part episode. I think it's strange that the third part is only half the length of the other two parts. I see an SUV that's fallen into a deep pool, though it hasn't yet sunk because it caught on the rocks just right. There's something about a contestant nearly dying because he tried to be flashy, attaching a distraction explosive to the car instead of doing it the simple way. I see someone attach a rounded red cylinder to the SUV's handle, shaking it, almost making it sink. Now I see something about a large alien ship. It's sending out a slowly rotating laser beam, a solid "plane" of light going out along the long axis of the ship. It makes a complete rotation around the ship every few hours, and anyone in its way has to take shelter. I realize that if I only watch the first one and a half episodes of this three parter, the laser won't have reached me, and I can do that as often as I want; but it seems a shame not to finish the story, so I may have to brave the laser.