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i think I had two dreams. One of which was with my friend from middle school, T, and another guy from middle school who I forget, I think he was E, and we were in a combination of my school's library and Computer class. In the first part, I was recommending them both to read Worm, but T already knew what it was. Then we went to the computers.

In the other dream, (I forgot which one came first) I had someone break into my house. They came in a black van. I booked it to my neighbor's bringing my dog with me.

Hello everybody!
I started my very own dream journal just a couple of weeks ago and since pretty much everything i wrote in it was written right after i wake up, it's all scrambled and barely readable. So to give my dream recall a boost i'm going to post my dreams here too, edited and in the proper sequence. I hope you enjoy the life story of my other reality! : )

Had a few really vivid dreams of me preforming every day tasks in my sixth form, conversations and tasks I wake up fully believing I have been preforming. Hopefully this shall lead to me remembering more dreams and eventually retunring to lucidity however I've forgotten the details now. xD

Shall update with dreams when remembered.

I was in some sort of class, but it was outside. We did a few things, but I can only remember the details of the ending: we filled a big container with Mountain Dew. The container's sides touched the walls. Then, there was some problem with a wall and water was flowing into our yard that we were in. The class attempted to fix the issue by pushing on the side of the building. As my friends and I were wandering and talking, we heard a sound. We immediately realize that the Mountain Dew container had broken and that the class's pushing had squeezed it until it broke. We saw the rushing river of soda and ran to warn the class, but it was too late. As the two fluids were about to hit...

The dream ended.

I haven't tried to go lucid in about a year now, but attempted tonight. After a bunch of pretty (weirdly) normal dreams, I woke up while in a sort of continuation of that dream where I was currently outside a school entrance. I was sort of spinning around without gravity, and half-knew it was a dream. When I woke up, I immediately tried to go back, and did successfully, but sort of waited 5 seconds of the dream actually happening and DO doing things to realize, but then there was this sort of pulse in my head (I don't know if it as real or imagined), and I soon woke up. I tried to go back into the dream and succeeded again, this time appearing inside the school and a teacher was giving a lecture. A woman proceeds to pull me out of the classroom. It is assumed that I am in trouble and I am very angry at her. The teacher then appeared out in the hallway to ask me a geography question. The school obviously had something wrong with it. I thought doors were going to shut down and it would turn into some sort of haunted prison with laser eyed students at anytime (this, my friends, is anxiety). I tried to answer the questions like it was my last, saving breath, but I couldn't open my mouth. I have never had one of those dreams before (I remember all of my dreams). I did get to speak, but instead I was speaking out loud and found myself in my bed ("n-n-n-n-adi-") Nadir isn't even a specific place??? I don't know if the word had any significance, but it was my eighth grade vocabulary word. I'm not actually sure if this happened or was a FA, but I continued to go back into the dream, and this time was standing while a classmate (who I never had a good relationship with) came up to me, red laser eyes beginning to emerge. I think I tried so hard and was so angry at her that I managed to shut the dream down. AGAIN.

Conclusions: What I found interesting was that I was able to wait 5 seconds ish before I realized that it was a dream so that it had a chance to start. The pulsing in my head (not sure if real or fake, again) occurred several times later once I had the realization it was a dream. I think I wasn't never deep enough into the dream to be able to change it.

I was going to write about another longer dream I had, but I'll post that one next. For some reason I feel I should write about a dream fragment I had some years ago.

Other things happened before and after this fragment, but it was more clear to me than the others. I was standing on the edge of a large lake surrounded by mountains. A forest grew from near the banks of the lake to the base of the mountains. It was beautiful. The water was a bright blue, the leaves of the trees a spring green. The sand and dirt beneath my feet were even a nice shade of yellow and light brown. Out of nowhere my peaceful environment went crazy. The wind started to pick up, blowing the tops of the trees. A large fire started in the forest on the opposite bank of the lake from where I was. The harsh wind fueled it and the flames grew. The water level of the lake started to rise until my ankles were wet. I scrambled up the bank to get away from the rising water. That's the end of that fragment.

Yesterday I started reading about dream yoga and tried basic skill #1 (http://www.dreamviews.com/dream-yoga...esson-1-a.html) all day, later that night went to bed kinda late, like 3.00 AM and woke up 9.50 and later at 10.45.

First I dreamed that i was in a pool (again) but this was really calm, I was there with my brother and my cousins, I remember i told them about a something that happened to a kid I know IRL. When he was 4 he shat himself in a public pool. I remember my cousins laughing. After a few seconds water started desappearing, I started looking and touching a column mad of stone and thought that i knew i was dreaming (that night I was thinking about looking at my hands when I achieve lucidity, but i didnt do it in the dream). For some reason i felt like the dream was not formed, i dont know how to explain it, i wouldn't say it was a LD. Then I remember a couch in front of a TV with someone watching, i dont know who. He changed channels with his phone, weird. Then I saw my brother again, he was talking about some project he had and my grandpa was telling him that he wants to support this project. My grandpa said something like he had some money and he wanted to buy a house for us or something like that, I started thinking that he knew he was going to die soon. than i Woke up

Later at 7 PM I went to sleep while my brother started playing League of Legends in the other room. I dreamed that I played a character of the game that looked pretty much like Haunter (a pokemon that looks like a ghost). Anyway the funny thing is I hate that game, it is boring to me, but still i was there fighting other champions, in fact i remember feeling i was pressing the keys of my keyboard. I didn't remembered this dream until one hour or two after i woke up.

I have only a rough idea when I had these dreams, but they've been on my mind and I want to document them.

Hang Gliding

Probably just a few days ago.

I was in this very dreamlike area. It was a large grassy meadow with one huge oak tree and a small, single story school looking building in it. I recall a couple of paved pathways crisscrossing the area. There was some playground equipment; swings, slides and such.
Off in the distance, the meadow gave way to pine forests and lakes. Then those gave way to huge purple and grey mountains. The sky was orange around the mountains but more black overhead. Also the mountains were somewhat surrounded by beautiful orange and purple clouds.
I recall having a large device that resembled a hang glider, but rather than being triangular, it was made square, like the body of a miniature airplane, with wings and a tail. It was made out of aluminum pipes and the wings were given surface by a blue canvas.
Early on in the dream, I was flying easily, and I seemed to be able to control the glider and cause myself to go higher at will, despite the glider's lack of an engine. But slowly, the glider began to lose its properties and going higher began to be difficult. I landed, and tried to take off again, with limited success.
Some DC approached me and told me that the more I believed that the glider would allow me to fly, the better it would work.
I attempted to convince myself that the glider would work. But it didn't. I decided instead to go on one of the swing-sets, but just as I got on, The dream ended.

Race Car Customization

Few months/1 year ago.

I was in some kind of odd futuristic city. It was very bright and colorful but also not very big. I specifically recall this red and grey monorail track. And I was sort of in a back alley park type area. The park was on a steep hill, and there were concrete walls built attempting to contain the hill, and prevent erosion and the likes.
Some dream character approached me, and we entered this game about customizing and racing cars. The cars looked like drag racers with very narrow bodies and large back wheels. But they were holograms floating above us. My car was frustratingly hard to customize. Every time I picked an "option" the car would randomly change to a completely different setting.
Eventually, I ran out of "money" in the game and the other dream character told me that I would have to wait two days until I could get more.

Dream of: 02 December 2013 "The Godfather's Protection"



long-held beliefs sometimes need changed

I work for Don Vito Corleone (the character played by Marlon Brando in The Godfather). His sons and I have gone on a job, perhaps a bank robbery. I'm the driver of a big black sedan. When we all come out of the place where the job took place, we have to walk around an extra block due to the location which I chose to park the car. This causes problems because extra time is needed to reach the car. After we reach the car and depart, I'm blamed for the faulty parking of the car. I don't think this is my fault since I was only following directions when I parked the car. One of the sons (who seems like Sonny) especially places the blame on me and I almost have the feeling that he wants to get rid of me.
When we all meet again with the Godfather, we're standing in front of a hole which resembles a grave. During the course of the job, we had used some large tools such as shovels. Sonny now wants to dispose of the tools and he has placed them in the grave-like hole. The Godfather, however, doesn't agree that we should dispose of the tools. Sonny frowns as I retrieve the tools and begin putting them up, but the Godfather agrees with what I'm doing. I know that I have the protection of the Godfather and that no one will bother me because the Godfather likes me and protects me.
My ex-wife Carolina (around 20 years old) - who seems to be the daughter of the Godfather - drives me to another location to pick up more members of the Godfather's team. One of them seems to be Tessio. I know they won't bother me unless the Godfather has ordered it. I know they would be more than willing to kill me if the Godfather had ordered it, but I also know that I have the protection of the Godfather, so I feel secure.
They've left a bunch of blankets, sacks and other things lying on the ground for me to pick up. After Carolina stops the car, I step out of the car, start picking up things and putting them in the car, but there's more stuff than I anticipated. Finally I walk over to the car where Carolina is simply sitting and I ask her why she isn't helping me. She says she has simply been waiting for me to ask her. It turns out that she wants to help, but that she wasn't going to do so unless I asked her. This corresponds to some kind of belief which she has about not helping unless asked. This reminds me of one of the basic beliefs of the Godfather: be slow to acquire a belief, but stick to a belief once acquired. It seems as if this is what Carolina is doing - sticking to her belief.
I ask her to help me and she willingly steps from the car to do so.

I create an astral tower over a black box for this RV experiment I am running.

abbreviated due to pain

I am in a forest with Shadowtech, he is camo'ed so well, he's barely visible.
He turns on my HUD somehow. It shocks me, makes me lucid. He smiles wryly.
He suddenly downloads a bunch of content, and I feel like an android for a second.
Wow, this is amazing...
We swing and flip through the forest canopy, HUD's up, and I don't feel the least bit confused by it, only augmented.

I am on the Moon, what looks like the Grey Moon, and I form my armors together in layers to make one suit: mech armor covered in my witchblade, covered in my symbiote. I merge bits of the AI of the mech armor with the Witchblade's intellect, and the symbiote's intelligence to create an HUD interface hovering in front of me.

Firstly, a transparent green light zips around the edge of my field of vision, making a kind of a curved rectangle. In the upper right hand corner is a circle in which "You are Dreaming" is spinning around constantly. I then use my hands to bring up more displays:
In the lower left, three bars,
Life Energy, Magick Energy, Time Remaining in Dream.

In the Upper left, a radar, with green, grey and red blips for enemies, neutrals, and allies. In the lower right, an astral parasite indicator, which says: Infection Level: (none/some/high)
A Place Indicator is in the Upper Center:
"The (Grey) Green Moon" with some strange swirly heiroglyphics on it,
and then Dream Time Remaining Indicator: some strange numbers which are also hieroglyphs, but I know what they mean somehow.

Then, I make a holographic button in the lower right hand corner which says: Press for Holo-Terminal.

I press the button, and a holographic transparent blue-green keyboard appears with a giant interactive 2D to 3D screen. I organize menus: Places, People, Constructs and Servitors, Armor, Weapons, Shortcuts, AI, Forms.

I choose:
Form: Juargawn, black werelion
Servitors: Jo AKA Octononagawn
Weapons: Chaosblade, psiblade
Armor: Blood Red, Dark Knight

A hologram of each thing appears, then forms in reality.

Jo transforms into a giant six-legged black dogbeast, and I leap upon his back, and slam my Chaosblade's staff end on to the ground. A portal opens, and we leap through.

12/03/13

A Father's Betrayal
I am standing out in a parking lot at night. I am not myself, and I am completely non-lucid. My name is Amelia. I keep thinking about mistakes I made. I shouldn't have gone outside the safety of the walls of the military base. But I'd just felt so cooped up. I'd longed to feel the ocean breeze instead of smelling the stagnant exhaust of the military vehicles. And the zombie infestation had been cleared from the area. So what could be the danger? I'd forgotten about the biggest threat of all... Alex Mercer. But even if I had thought of that, what interest would he have in a 25 year old college student? I was supposed to be off at school, but I'd gotten stuck here when I had been visiting my father at the time of the outbreak. Yet here I was, in the middle of a parking lot with a strange tendril wrapped around my waist like a tether, waiting for my father's response to Alex's terms for my safe release. Alex just wanted some dumb serum. Of course my father would turn it over, I was the most important thing in his life. Sure, he had been preoccupied with his work lately, but nothing would come between us. Wow... if Alex keeps his word and releases me I will get hell for leaving the base. I'll never hear the end of it. I am mindlessly playing with the tendril on my waist, secure but not uncomfortable, interesting texture, wondering what is taking so long. What if they don't have the serum Alex wants?

Then I hear my father responding, I'm sure not much time has really passed, it just feels like that. My father is saying someone will be right out with the serum... but that's not what he said! Did he just tell Alex to go fuck himself? For a bit there is no response from Alex. My father must have a plan. That must be it. I can tell Alex isn't happy with the response. The tendril around my waist tightens uncomfortably, but only briefly, then it relaxes again like it was just a reaction to Alex being annoyed. Alex asks my father if he really wants to watch his daughter die. My father responds that Alex can do whatever he wants with me. Kill me… eat me… fuck me if that's what he wants. Alex would get nothing from him. He wouldn't turn over last week's shopping list. I am in shock… did my father just say he doesn't care if Alex kills me?

I feel like my knees are about to give out, but before I collapse I feel the tendril around my waist pulling at me, pulling gently, though. Soon I am standing beside Alex. Somewhere in my mind I am thinking he's probably going to kill me now, hoping he will at least make it quick, but the foremost thought in my mind is how could my own father betray me like that. I am silently crying, my knees give out completely, but I don't collapse. Alex is holding me up. The tendril around my waist is withdrawn, now I feel Alex's arms around me. Is he hugging me? No… he must be consuming me, that's how he's going to kill me. But nothing happens. I am crying on Alex Mercer's shoulder. I hear his voice in my ear, but it sounds distant and I don't understand what he is saying. What I do realize is that he is speaking in a comforting tone. Maybe he's not going to hurt me? Then I hear him talking to my father again, saying maybe my father would reconsider when Alex started sending me back to him piece by piece. So much for not hurting me… Immediately after he finishes saying that, however, it's back to the comforting whispers again. I strain to hear what he's saying. He doesn't mean it. He'll keep me safe. He promises. He keeps repeating that while he holds me close. I hear him mutter something about sending my father pieces of a dead body, but that won't hold up if they test DNA. Damn, he'll have to get the serum some other way.

Then my father's voice drowns out Alex's whispers. He repeats that he doesn't give a shit what Alex does to me. He says I am of no use to him. Maybe he thinks if he convinces Alex I am worthless to him that Alex will just release me and go away? That seems like an awfully risky thing to assume… My father is yelling at his own people now. He asks them what they're just standing around for? Mercer is right there in the open! Kill him! There are some voices that aren't loud enough for me to understand what is being said, then my father yelling again. What part of "she is of no use to me" did you not understand?! Open fire! I feel a quick movement as Alex turns away from my father and the base, bending both of us over and standing hunched over me. I look and see a shield has formed on his back that looks a bit like a spiked turtle shell. Bullets are ricocheting off of the shield. There is a lull in the gunfire, they are probably reloading… or preparing larger weapons. Alex is muttering some expletives and I think they are about my father. He tightens his hold on me and tells me to hold on to him as tight as I can. I wrap my arms around behind his neck. He seems to be tensed up as if about to spring, but he says to hold on tighter, as tight as I can manage. So I do, holding on so tightly that I would think it would be hurting him. But he doesn't seem to notice. Then he launches into the air, practically flying up the side of a building as I hear more gunfire and explosions around us. A couple more jumps and we are well out of range of any weapons at the base.

Alex has stopped running and jumping, so I let go of him. I try to pull away from Alex, I really just want to get away from him and find someplace I can be alone. Alex holds on to me. Of course. What had made me think he was going to just let me go? My father had failed to meet his terms… flat out refused to even consider it. I try a bit harder to pull free, but it's clear I won't be able to do it. Alex holds me closer and says to just relax, he's not going to hurt me. He says the things he told my father he would do to me was all talk, trying to shock the bastard into cooperating. It hadn't worked. He says not to worry, though, he is not going to hurt me. He says I had better stick around, though… there have been some zombies moving back into the area, but they won't get anywhere near me as long as he is there. He lets go of me now, and then paces around the roof we are on for a few minutes. He seems to be thinking about something very hard. He stops and looks over at me. I don't like the look on his face. But he quickly looks away, shaking his head and muttering something, I hear him say there has to be another way. He seems very upset about something.

I can't help it any longer and I ask what the serum he wanted is for. He looks over at me as if surprised I'm still there. He then says he needs it to cure his sister Dana. He says without the serum she will die. He goes back to pacing around the roof. Oh… his sister is sick… I guess maybe a lot of people would do whatever it takes to save a loved one. I stand there in silence for a bit. So it looks like both Alex and I will be losing someone we love. Without the serum Dana would die, and I as I feel right now my father is dead to me. I hear his voice in my mind again saying I am of no use to him. I think about it a bit longer and then something occurs to me. My father has always been a bit paranoid that someone would steal or sabotage his work. To prevent that, he has always kept a backup copy of all his data on a hidden hard drive on his home computer. Surely he has the data on the serum Alex needs. I ask Alex if the chemical formula for the serum would be helpful. My father has always said as long as he has the chemical formula, the samples are just extra insurance. Alex stops pacing and looks over at me again. He asks if I have that formula, I see a glimmering of hope in his eyes. I tell him I don't have it, but I can get it. I just need a computer with wireless capability. Alex says he knows a place and comes over to me. He crouches down and says I should get on his back and hold on at tight as I can. I put my arms around his neck and hold on. He is holding onto my legs so I am riding piggy-back. He says to hold on tighter. I hold on a little tighter, but after all I have my arms around his neck… He asks if I am actually concerned about holding on too tight… because if I am, don't be. It would take someone much stronger than me to choke him. Ok… so I hold on as tight as I can, and he launches into the air for what turns out to be a very exhilarating ride.

A short time later Alex lands on top of what looks like an apartment building. There is a hole ripped in the wall of one of the apartments and we go in through there. There are several computers along one wall along with bulletin boards filled with notes and maps. The notes and maps mean nothing to me. I sit down at the computer and turn it on. It boots quickly since it had been in standby mode. Whoever had used it last had left it on when they left. Once online I go to the wireless connection. I wonder at first if I'll be able to access the network. But I needn't have worried, Blackwatch has turned all of New York into a wi-fi zone so they can communicate. And there aren't many civilians left who would know how to access it. Once on the network I have no problems navigating to my father's personal computer. As long as he isn't in the office, he won't notice the computer receive the remote power-on command. And he is surely still on duty. There is a password to get into his computer. I think about it for a bit and then use my mother's name. Access denied. I enter my mother's name and birthday. Access denied. No, he wouldn't make it that easy. So I enter my mother's name backwards and then her birthday. Access granted. Yes! Now to access his hidden drive. Finding the drive is easy, but it has another password. I use the same password… access denied. I guess it couldn't have been that easy. Then I realize it is just looking for a number. I use my mother's birthday. Access denied. Her birthday backwards. Access denied. Shit! It says one more failed attempt results in the system being locked down. Gotta make this one count. I am a bit too aware of Alex looking over my shoulder. Even though he hasn't done anything to hurt me and it doesn't look like he will it makes me uneasy. And I need that password…

I fiddle around on the computer. I find a C# compiler. I fiddle around with code. Too bad I haven't studied code… But I find I know it anyhow! Somehow the information is just there, in my mind, like I've known it all along. (I know programming in my waking life, so that is probably where the knowledge came from.) I write some code quickly to sequentially search through numbers to identify a password. It then compares the number with the password in the database to determine if it is correct without submitting it and counting it as an attempt. I run the program, keeping my fingers crossed that it'll work. After a pause that is too long for my liking the computer finally flashes up the Access granted message. There is a list of directories that I don't understand. Alex points at one that says Batch 250 and says that's the one. I click that and he points at one that says 256b. I click on that and it opens up a list of files containing all sorts of information from the chemical composition of serum 256b to the results of experiments done with serum 256b. There is a final note on the bottom that said 256b was being terminated as a failed experiment. I stare at that word for a bit. Failed. Alex says something but I don't hear what. Right now I am thinking how my own father was willing to give up my life to protect a failed experiment. A fucking FAILED experiment! Alex carefully rolls my chair to the side and pulls another chair up to the computer. He types a quick email to a Dr. Ragland and sends off a couple of the files.

Alex leans back in his chair and sighs. He says he hopes that will allow Dr. Ragland to create an antidote for Dana. I tell him I hope she is ok. An email comes back from Dr. Ragland. It says that the files Alex sent are exactly what he needs, he will create and administer the serum right away. He says he will send another email when she is awake. I look through the broken wall into the night, which is now brightening into dawn. Now that the action of hacking into my dad's computer has passed, I am just depressed again at the way he betrayed me. I slump down in my chair, feeling like crying but no tears actually come. Alex moves his chair closer and says if it means anything, he'd never had any intention of hurting me. It doesn't mean much… I say there's no way my sperm donor could have known that. I don't want to call him my father. He gave up that title when he told Alex to go ahead and kill me. I look over at Alex, right into his blue eyes which look a lot more caring than I would have expected after the horrible things I have heard about him. But it's looking like maybe I can't believe everything I hear, especially from sources such as Blackwatch and Gentek. Alex puts his arms around me and holds me close, trying to comfort me in my depression over my father's betrayal. And it is helping. It feels nice to be held. I somehow feel safe here, and suddenly very tired. I drift off to sleep in Alex's arms and wake up in my own bed.

1.) My friends Maddy and Emily and I were standing in an aisle in Wal-Mart. There was a giant map of the United States displayed to the side of us on the shelf. It did not resemble a real map of the US though. There was a state called something along the lines of "Mediterranean" and it had the shape of the actual state of Tennessee. This "state" was right next to Texas, which was much larger on the map than it already is. Maddy was telling Emily and I about the history or something of Texas. I remember her talking a lot about cowboys.
Then, Emily and I had this container of sprinkles (the kind you would put on ice cream) and we poured a large amount of it into our hands. Someone who worked at Wal-Mart must have seen us do this, because next we were running through the store with the sprinkles still cupped in our hands, trying to get away.

2.) I was staying at a Japanese girls' house as a foreign exchange student or something like that. She was rich and her house was extravagant, I remember walking through her room and bathroom being very impressed with it all. Next we were in the kitchen with this girls' mom and she was making us something to eat. There was a pot full of vegetables, tomatoes and onions of which I remember. However, the tomato was a darker red than that of a normal tomato, and the onion was a dark purple instead of the white that I was expecting. Also, these vegetables had tiny faces on them. The Japanese woman and girl started nibbling at the veggies and when they did so, the vegetable started screaming and crying. Me, being a foreigner, was startled by this, but the Japanese woman told me it was okay and to try my tomato. When I did, sure enough, the tomato started to sob and wail. But the more you ate of it, the less it cried.

3.) I was in a truck with my brother and mom. They were in the front seat, I in the back and I was reaching over the seat, grabbing the steering wheel, trying to drive. I was getting driving lessons from them apparently, but I couldn't steer properly as I was not sitting where I was supposed to be and I was getting very frustrated, but my mom and brother did not understand why I was all worked up.

4.) A new football stadium got built right next to the current stadium at my high school. It belonged to our rival though. I was standing on the field of this new stadium and there were cheerleaders from the other school there too. I jumped really high into the air and did a flip or something and all the cheerleaders were very impressed with me.

5.) I had been holding several conversations through text message with middle aged men. My best friend Emily, who later turned into this girl named Taylor, read the messages on my phone and was disgusted, since I am only 17. I remember feeling quite ashamed and didn't want her to be upset with me.

12.04.13

Last night, bed around 1-2 am. Woke up 7:50am and got up with intent to WILD soon.

Layed down on sofa around 10am to WILD. Of course, that's like an invitation to my cats to come and lay down on me. If I just lay down to watch the tv, I can call them, but they don't come. For some reason, they know when I'm WILDing and that's like a catnip. One cat found a comfy spot at my feet, and I could still feel her, every time she stirred. The other one, the chest-cat, jumped off after maybe 20 min, just as I was getting relaxed. Good things, as I was able to continue with a WILD.

Matra was "I'm dreaming", later switched to "When I see, I get up" and Later yet "I see, i get up". This has worked for me in the past and I knew it will work today.

I kept giving into the dreamlets, dipping down below into sleep, only to wake up slightly just seconds later. Next thing I know, I exclaim "I see!" I'm on a bed and I realize I'm dreaming. I get up, and take a look around. I'm in my childhood bedroom. I make a decision not to rush, but also not to worry about stabilizing, because I remember OpheliaBlue saying, that if you worry about stabilizing, then you have already lost.

So I just KNEW, that I'm gonna be ok without stabilizing. I took in the sights. Dark yellow light from setting sun was permeating the room. I made a consious decision to not just throw myself out the nearest window as I normally do. I wanted to walk outside using the doors. So I went through a few doors, each time with bit of trepidation if the door know will work and if I find behind the door what's suppose to be there. But I also KNEW, that doorknobs will work.

I walk throught the front door and as soon as I do, I can smell the dusty, summer air and my bare feet are getting almost burned by hot asphalt pavement. I take a right around the house and continue on the sidewalk. There are 2 new buildings. I can see through the windows, they are some kind of a gift shop or visitors center. I take a few steps back to check out the large letter/number designations on the front of the building. I want to remember them, so if they build them in the future IWL, I will know that's what i saw.

Here I lose it.

2.
I'm in a bed again. Not my room from WL, but in the dream, it's my room. I remember I wanted to look back and see myself laying in the bed. I look back and bed is empty. I look again, trying to trick my mind into showing someone there, but no luck. Bed is empty.

I make a decision to walk through doors again. I'm hoping this time, door will take me to some exotic place. I walk through a few of them, and last one takes me to my childhood room from WL and from previous LD. This makes me laugh histerically. Haha, my room=exotic place. Nice one, subcon.

3.
I'm on a sidewalk in a strange city. Not too modern. Looks like a pedestrian zone. I realize I don't have a plan and don't want to just walk around aimlesly. So... I grab the first guy and drag him into the small shop. It's tiny. Just a panel with some merchandise behind it, a clerk, and space for 5 people tops.

So I stand this guy int he corner of the panel and the front door. I Know I don't have much time left. I pull his pants down, I pull my pants down and I give him a BJ. While I do that, I observe some dust and a fly on the pult to not forget I'm dreaming and I keep repeating "I am dreaming" to keep aware. Too bad though, because soon after i wake up. Maybe new policy is in order. Me first, BJ next?

Not sure if they were WILDs or DILDs. First one felt like a WILD, but others... Didn't get any transition at all. Both times I just realized that "I see". Either way - THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU and LOVE YA

And I'm happy, that I was walking and NOT flying. Finally.