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I start in spectator view. A red (missed MILD cue alert!) car carrying three teenagers gang members pull alongside a cop car, and one of the gang members shoot the cop sitting in back the head.

My brain goes, "Oh, not gruesome enough? Let's see it again close-up!" So that scene replays. At least the cop looked pissed off when she died, instead of surprised or sad. The gang car peels off, and the cops give chase. The cops shoots shotguns at the gang car, and that somehow causes a chain link fence to break. And what would you know, the broken fence frees up zombies.

I get a quick cut to three British hooligans wearing yellow raincoats. The focus is on the fat kid, who is attempting to run past zombies towards a portal. He is getting surrounded, but fortunately, his in-shape friends catch up and disperses the zombies just a little bit. The fat kid still gets surrounded though, but he is pushing on through a small crowd of zombies.

Another quick cut, and it looks like two of the hooligans made it through the portal. One of them is the fat kid, and he lost an arm -- the zombies managed to get a bite in, and his other friend amputated it for him. They walk alongside a cliff side path until they come to some sort of neo-modern flat-house/apartment, where some survivalist are holed up.

The view returns to "my" POV, and I'm part of the survivors alongside my friend K. We remark how amazing it is that the fat kid (we don't call him that to his face) survived, and he needs medical attention immediately. Dream Logic fills in the gap that these kids are part of a group run by M, K's wife (in real-life as well), and K wants to send out a party to investigate. So I'm part of a group to go back through the portal to find out.

But before we set off, we get a ring at the doorbell. We go up to K's room, which has a perfect overhead view of the front door, and there's a skinny blonde woman. She identifies herself as "Amy Adams' friend," and we let her in. I don't know any Amy Adams in real life, so it's a little funny how specific the name is.

(Edit: Okay, so Google reveals Amy Adams is actually a pretty famous actress that I even saw a few movies of. I definitely did not make the connection in my dream.)

Anyways, she joins my team, and suddenly I get a 16-bit side-scroller view of my two companions. There's the blonde woman, who carries a pretty wicked Contra-styled rifle; But like in Contra, she can only take one hit before she'll die. My other companion is another long-haired blond, but I think he's like some sort of futuristic elf; he's some sort of cool, silent sniper-type, and his "rifle" has a feature that turns it into a laser bow. Um, okay then.

We somehow forget about our mission to find M's party. Instead, the King of our survivor group decides to stage a mass exodus towards an underground location (dumb plan 1). So we set out in the middle of the night, forming a single-file line (dumb plan 2), and some of the survivors take this chance to go Trick or Treating. I remark that our group is made up of idiots, so I ask K to guard the rear while I move ahead to guard the middle.

We safely arrive at our location, and the blond elf and I scout ahead inside a building that is jutting out of the ground. The insides of the place looks like the bombed-out ruins of an office designed by M.C. Escher, with stairs circling a giant pit. We don't get too far before Elfy comes across a creepy, bloody, and naked woman, who is clearly infected. After a brief struggle, Elfy shoots her down. I should note that it is "completely" dark in here, but Elfy's weapon releases a neon-green discharge that lingers at the end of his rifle, soooo not the most stealthy thing ever.

Anyways, a couple of us investigate the corpse, in which suddenly, an alien parasite bursts out of her stomach and starts snapping at Elfy (ew!). One of the other guys, who looks like the chunky best friend played by Jonah Hill in a stoner movie, appears. His left arm is apparently the same arm as Hellboy's (um...), and in this world, that hand has the property of disrupting these aliens (...'kay...). So Handy grabs the parasite, which implodes/shrivels in a flash of light.

The King, who is there now, decides to drop a bomb made of light that shares the same property as the Hellboy arm (again, Dream Logic is taking leaps here) into the depths of the ruins. The bomb is called a "Grounswell" here, which I guess is a pretty apt name. Anyways, when the bomb detonates, it causes all the other infected creatures to come rushing up (dumb plan 3). The dream ends here.

meeting at the tree wtf!?

I go straight into a WILD, I plan on meeting my daughter at the tree and leave the house straight away, she comes with me from the house, but, nope, this is not her - her face is not her, it's a dc. DC's are always shifting from one form to another. It is getting easier to tell the difference between a DC and a real person (YES!!) As I reach the tree I wake up. urgh

I go straight back into a dream and head for the tree again, this time from a different location. Again, just before I arrive (it is like a second away) I wake up. F**k!

Really annoyed I am determined to get to the tree, so I go back under and head to the tree. AGAIN. As I reach the tree I realize that my daughter is not there, she has not been here for any of these times, I just know it. But, even if she is not here why can't I still not get to the tree? I start to faze out, NO!, I grip onto the dream rubbing my hands together, I stay in the black void for a few seconds but cannot help it and wake.

As I wake up I think about why it is I cannot go to the tree, over the last few weeks she has been adding new additions to the tree and I have been contributing less and less. I think the tree has now completely gone over to HER dreaming, and it only is around, or accessible when she visits it.
When I talk to her she confirms what I already suspected - she could not go to the tree that night!

Unexpected encounter

I give up trying to find my daughter and instead go with the intent to find flowmysoul, although when in the dream I am a little confused and start to try to find Raven instead. I start to form a portal but my powers are not working correctly. urgh. I wonder how I am supposed to find her when I have so little control at this time.
**time missing**
I am talking with someone, a dc - I tell him to make a portal for me. Nomad is with me, or a dc of Nomad, not sure. As he starts to talk to me I can see he is not a dc. wow, that's embarrassing!
'Sorry about that mate, I didn't realise you were a real person!'
As I look at him at I take note of his appearance. solid, not shakey or morphing. He is medium height, quite chunky (though by all means not fat, just a little overweight) his hair is dark short and wavy.
'I walk around the dreams allot, in and out - all over the dreaming - though I don't usually like to create portals as they create too much unwanted attention'
Wow, this is the first I have heard of this.
'the first thing we need to do is create a symbol to use as the source of power for the portal to appear from' He takes out a sheet of paper and starts to sketch a chinese style Dragon onto it. This then appears on Nomads arm. 'I have used features of his arm and incorporated them into the tattoo design' At this he indicates a large mole on Nomad's right arm which he has used as a more prominent scale on the dragon. I am amazed at this whole explanation and that I have randomly came across another dreamer. I wonder how he sees me and Nomad, and if he sees me as real dreamer and Nomad as a dc
'what do you see when you look at us? Do you think we are both real dreamers?'
I feel myself drifting and think I will probably wake soon. Need to hurry. I stop him before he can answer.
'can you create the portal now instead? I think I will wake up in a moment' I really want to see his technique through to the end.
But no, I am forced awake.

Who was this guy?

I was at school. A pair of boys were sitting around holding large Scrantons. (You know those insidious things the school system creates with millions of tedious bubbles that you must fill in with a number 2 pencil.) Anyways, they were talking, something about a pilot's test and passing/failing it.
I was in my math class, the last class I have before the end of the day. I began walking out of the school, but my route was rather weird, and I ended up going out through the gymnasium.
While I was walking through there, I encountered this overweight boy. He was acting like he wanted to fight me. I told him that I didn't want to fight (out of character for me!)

I was re-watching the footage from a presidential inauguration when I realized there were female gunmen wearing black shirts and these big sunglasses scattered through the crowd. Somebody was explaining to me that it was a good thing they never attacked.

I was in this baseball stadium, with my mother. We were the only two there. It was nighttime, and a beautiful clear night. There were these fireworks going off in the sky, but they were silent, and seemed to be very high up. They were actually some weird kind of space fireworks.
From there I turned into what felt like some kind of ball of energy and got transported to the moon. From there, I got a brief view of earth from the moon.
I got transported again to this beautiful remote portion of the earth that had large grass covered mountains over ocean. There were rock faces exposed on the mountains. A DC began explaining to me that the mountains were once part of an ancient forest. I walked up to a rocky outcropping and broke off a piece, realizing it was actually thousand year old wood.
The forest converted to a laboratory type area. The dream character continued by saying they were trying to revive some of the unique species of plants and even animals. The lab was full of these strange grasses and bushes growing in rows on the tables. (Sounds like a drug hideout, I know.)
They had revived these two cat-like creatures that had used to live in said ancient forest. I got to watch them do a short mating ritual. The dream character explained that it was a good thing they were mating, for it meant they could one day repopulate the forest.

I was with some family. My parents, as well as my aunt, uncle and cousins. We were racing through the airport, trying to get to... gate B25 I think it was. We ran down a long aisle in a big rush before eventually reaching it.
Once we got there, we discovered that we actually had a long waiting period until the plane actually arrived. Some members of our group complained that they were hungry. So I and my aunt got out a portable stove top and began preparing a pot of noodles for the group. I did notice that whatever airport we were at was lacking rows of fast-food restaurants built into the walls.

I partially wake from sone dream and notice how dreamlike my body feels. I hold still and notice that I can hear the boxfan. The moment I pay attention to it the sound morphs into the sound of the dining chair scooting on the hardwood. My son likes to do that and I wonder if this is really happening, but I quickly decide this is not likely. The sound is so loud that is fills my ears so that I don't even hear the fan. That thought brings the fan noise back and I feel my physical body again. I relax and renter the dreamstate bring the chair sound back. I focus on this for a moment to get deeeper in the dreamstate but I begin to wonder how I was able to turn this on and off like that. I let myself shift from physical body to dream body a couple of times at will. I try to analyse the feeling in hopes that i will be able to do this later at will. It seems like I can feel the chemical change in my brain and I was controling it like a switch. I begin to over analyse this feeling and soon lose my control of the dreamstate becoming fully awake. I quickly try to relax and DEILD but I let go too much and fall non-lucid.

Church wierdness
I'm at home; Frank is at the computer, watching a video stream from my church. The volume is almost all the way down, but the audio is only slightly too quiet. He clicks half way up on the volume bar before I can stop him. I know that this will make it WAY too loud; it does, but it does it by raising the volume at the church. On the stream, I can clearly see everyone looking around with surprise as the speakers get so loud they distort. I quickly click it back down to where it's supposed to be.

Now I'm walking on the path that runs around the sanctuary. A group of older teen girls is waiting near one of the windows. I can hear one of the guys inside. It's a serious topic, but he's trying to ad levity to it. At the prearranged time, the girls go to the window and start making "ghost sounds." It's pretty obvious to everyone inside, and they laugh. The speaker says something about trying to fix the audio, again to much amusement. Eventually he "fixes" it and the girls stop.

Now I see a bunch of large cooking pots near the front, one of which has a burner built into its base. Something is wrong, and flames are licking around the side. Linda sees it and heads over with a giant cloth napkin. I think she's going to try to smother the fire, but instead she drapes it over the whole thing. I don't think this is going to work - the fire will eat through it in a couple of seconds - but she realizes this too. She quickly bear-hugs the whole thing and carries it over near the door.

Now there's a whole pile of large pots and pans near the door, many with fire seeping out of them in one place or another. She's trying to figure out the best way to deal with them. I'm standing nearby, trying to figure out if I can help, but not being able to bring myself to. I tell myself it's because I don't want to get in her way, but really it's because I don't want to get hurt.

Now I'm outside. My wife and I are talking to another couple. The woman is remarried after her husband divorced her. My wife makes a heated comment that she doesn't trust the woman's x-husband. I have to think for a moment to remember who it is, but when I do remember I nod my agreement.


Taking the train
I'm with my oldest daughter in the car, driving to the subway station. I have some kind of thought about rerouting the major roads to be more direct, but when I picture it on a map, I realize it won't work. We're waiting at a light inside a steel and concrete structure. The ground is a steel mesh. My daughter is excited because it looks neat, but I'm not because it's hard to drive on the stuff (you have to pay a lot of attention to make sure you keep going straight). Up ahead, the passage turns 90 degrees to the left.

Now we're on foot in a hallway, waiting for the train platform to open (a physical gate is blocking the way). There are a couple dozen people ahead of us. I'm telling her that we'll need to hurry if we want to get a good seat on the train. I realize that, since we have to wait to get onto the platform, this is clearly the beginning of the rail line, so they should park the train here for a while, meaning we should have an easier time getting good seats.

Now the gates are opening. They're sliding straight into the walls, multiple segments going different directions. It's actually a really ycool effect.

Now we're walking on the platform. I don't see a waiting train, though I do see a bunch of trains nearby at the train yard. The platform is C shaped, wrapping around two different tracks. I don't know which track we need, so I look for signs. Walking on one arm of the C, I see machines that look like coin operated newspaper dispensers, one of which has the line's name. This isn't the one we need, so we walk to the other arm of the C. The sign there shows our line.

Now the train is here, and I'm boarding; except my daughter isn't here any more, it's my coworker Scott K.

Now we're on board. I'd been planning on taking the first row, since that's what my pastor had advised; but going in, the first row doesn't look that special, and something actually turns me away from it. The last row is pretty special, though, wrapping around from one side of the car, along the back, to the other side. It even looks extra padded, in black as opposed to the gray of the rest of the seats. It's clearly popular, since a bunch of people head straight for it. A couple of people head for the first row, too, so we end up taking the fourth or fifth row. We're close to the middle of the car - there are fewer than a dozen rows.

Now we're on our way. Nearby, a group of coworkers is talking. D?? is saying something about thirteen being unlucky. I turn and say that sometimes thirteen is considered to be the luckiest number. The other guys seem a bit skeptical, but D?? laughs at the idea, saying that anyone who thinks that thirteen can ever be lucky is in for a world of hurt.


The new van
Frank is driving the rest of us somewhere. At the bottom of a hill, he has to pull off the road for some reason. The rest of us get out as well. We were in his car, an older-style red SUV. A sedan comes down the hill, slows, and continues off the road straight for us. It stops at the last moment, coming within inches of driving over my oldest daughter's foot. The driver - a woman - gets out and asks Frank for some kind of assistance. Something seems a little fishy, so Frank and I try carefully to find out more about her. In the end, we figure out the car was stolen from one of the houses on the hill. We get the owners of that house to come out and check, and the husband quickly recognizes his car. He runs a car dealership, so he knows things most people don't, and he's able to recognize his car's VIN. His wife comes up to me with tears in her eyes and gives me a big hug. I hug back, though it feels a little weird; I know she's doing it partly out of gratitude, partly out of shock from having her car stolen. Eventually, she breaks off the hug. She doesn't fully break contact, so I keep a hand on her shoulder as well.

Now I see Frank driving down the hill in a new vehicle. It's a van, courtesy of the dealership owner. It's not much to look at, being rather blocky, but it's large, so it should fit my family nicely.

Now I'm walking around inside the van. I'm amazed at how well everything is packed in here - I see a bathroom and at least four bedrooms, plus a kitchen and living area. I walk into the master suite and see that it's a number of rooms all in a row. The first room is a bathroom of sorts, with a sink, mirror, hair dryer, tiny wall-mounted coffee maker (I hope this isn't the only coffee maker in here), coat rack, and other odds and ends (but no toilet). Passing through there I come into the master bedroom proper. Past it I see a room with the toilet. I walk back out of the suite to the "hub" where all the rooms come together.

Back at the hub, I chose a different path. Now I'm in a room with two bath/shower combos side-by-side. I wish they'd put them in separate rooms with doors, but I know they were under severe space restraints, so I understand. I take a closer look at the left-hand shower. The curtain is clear, which I find odd in this kind of shared setup. Inside, it's deeper than a usual bath, going back about 5 feet. It's got some steps leading down into it. I assume there's a place inside to take off your clothes once you're in the shower (and somewhere to keep them dry), but it's not obvious from where I'm standing. There's a nice large shower-head on the wall, controlled by a normal looking shower knob. There's also a sprayer (controlled by its own knob), though it doesn't look very nice - it looks exactly like what you'd find on a kitchen sink. As I'm looking at it, I realize that water is coming out of it. It's not a torrent, but it's more than a drip. I pick it up and fiddle with it and its knob, trying to get the leak to stop, but I can't manage any improvement. I put it back down, resolving to deal with it later. I notice a funny construction on the front of the main knob and fiddle with it, causing it to shoot out a stream of soap. I'm impressed. Now I'm looking at the other shower. It's identical to the first, even including a leaking sprayer.


Arriving at the nurserey
I'm pulling into the small nursery near our house. It's not a very nice driveway - it comes off the street at an angle, going downhill, with a small parking lot to the right. I turn left off the road, swing down the driveway, then look for a parking space. The only space available is right next to the driveway, so I try to pull a tight U-turn to get into the space. I manage to avoid hitting the car next to me, but I run into a little warning flag right at the edge of the parking lot, knocking the flag off of its pole. Now I'm getting the kids out of the car. It's now a church, and some of the ladies have come out to help me. My wife wasn't able to join me today, and this is the first time I've been to this church, so I'm feeling very awkward.


Fragments
I'm sitting at a table with another man. He asks me who I work for, and I run through my usual story about where I physically work, then about how I was hired by a company that was bought out by my current company. After I finish, he starts to make me an offer. Now there's something going on in a convention center. I see some security people talking about preparations.

Soccer Dream
I was playing with some jw friends at a huge soccer field I remember seeing my friend Eli Mateo kicking the soccer ball at the other side of the goal which the goalie came out to much but missed the goal cuz he said he put to much spin. I remember him saying I should of kicked it with my left foot and it would of landed perfect with his stupid smile of oopppsss I forgot. But its cool cause he knows hes to good to have to make goals.

Zombie Dream
I gain recall when Im iterally gasping for air after running for quite a long time im sure in this house in the middle of a forest with a gaint lake in the back. I was going up the stairs telling myself this has to be a dream but didn't follow through cuz of the realism of the emotions I was feeling. I was in the house with some other people about 3 or 4 more and my dad and I were in the house securing it from zombies. The zombies were from the movie I am Legend since I was that movie like 100 times. After securing the place I go to the top of the house which was half under the roof and the other half a patio. Once there I look out towards the lake and a freaking zombie comes out swimming from under the water and I said to myself you got to be shitting me a swimming zombie and I went screaming out to my dad who had a gun to hurry up and get on the roof because the zombie started climbing the outside wall to get to the top and he shot him down. After that I went to check on the other 3 sides of the house and there was a zombie coming up on all 3 sides which one got over the railing and I started throwing lawn chairs onto the zombie who got tied up in it until my dad came and shot it. After that he lean up against the rail and shot another zombie coming up and shot it right in the head. After that I asked my dad with a face like were fucked.....hey pa how many shots we got left he told me one and I started screaming to everyone in the house to head for the jeep or car which I remember my dad driving up towards the house and everyone else packing up. I remember seeing the fat guy from lost with a white shirt packing up and the other characters were vaguely remembered.

12:15am
Smuggling people and smuggling cheese. A man who did a bit of both expects the dream character that I am to meet him at the train station to get smuggled, but I do not intend to. Another man got rich smuggling cheese only. His wife says that his friend is pathetically idealistic, he disagrees that there is anything wrong with idealism. A scene on the train, the man sleeps, while his wife gently strokes his hair, and there is a thin layer of cheese in his luggage.

The dream wasn't as exiting as the first one, but either way...


[NOT LUCID]
Started the dream as JC Dention from the game Deus Ex, began walking down this hallway when I'm confronted by a few black "spies"(From spy vs. spy cartoons) holding yellow paint cans, I kill them with my pistol and grab one of their paint cans. I realized that as long as I held the can, they wouldn't bother coming after me so I held it and moved on. End of the hallway(Another about 20 steps) and it splits like a T and I choose to go right. I see some other guys holding a black can doing the same as the guys from the beginning and just let them do their own thing. At the end of the T is a door so I go through and it's a public bathroom. I keep going through more attached doors and stop and say to myself after taking a good look around, "I'm lucid dreaming." After I say that to keep the idea in my mind a few more seconds, I do a finger through palm RC(fail) and then a nose plug RC(Success).

[LUCID]
I went through the last door and found myself on the opposite side of where I entered in the beginning, but it all changed. The workers had almost finished and there were a few extra hallways(I figured out that my subconscious has a sense of time and progress too ) I turned right on the first new hallway I seen and watched as it was all finished, usually decorated with greyish black and a yellow line spanning the middle of each hallway. At the end, I reached a form of a library. I tried out a few different things such as a 1 fingered table grab(Slipped off lol), what electronics/videos looked like(Took special care not to give them TOO much attention as I've heard they don't really help staying asleep and lucid, and other stuff such as that.

So yeah, my second lucid. I'm pretty proud and I think I'll come up with an LD list of goals to try in my future ones

EDIT: Comments are appreciative as well as constructive criticism and tips/ideas for future LD's

I'm totally new here. I suffer from a chronic pervasive sleep disorder. Too long of a story for here and now and this place. In any case , yesterday, I finally screamed in my bathroom at the sink. "Why is this house drowning me in negative energy no matter how much I try". i should have known better than to speak it. that night, i dreamed 3 men outside with guns. They are threatening harm, rape, and death. I feel helpless. It was so real I wasn't aware I was dreaming because typically My dreams become lucid as soon as I have passive triggers mostly unrealistic dream events pretty much 3-4 times a week i become conscience. I often then become a passive participant and even kick a** in any way I Please or just enjoy making things up as I go along. i even like to just stay assive and let the dream unfold while I'm completely aware I'm dreaming.

By no means would these intruders on my property in this dream had any power had I become lucid. I would have been a bad B with a samurai sword (in my dream of course) chopping these guys up flying all over the place. But noooo, I'm calling 911 with a woman who seems totally unconcerned and I'm begging away for help. She says help is on the way. Some time passes, banging on my door, more screaming outside. I'm frantically trying to figure out how to protect myself and my child while I wait for help. I dial 911 again pleading. The lady could care less and says she forgot to dispatch help. I wake somewhere in to be greatful I was dreaming.

I fall back to sleep and have this amazing lucid dream I didn't want to wake from where I spent the day with some lover I've never met. He loved me to my soul and I had no anxiety or stress just companionship. I can interpret the 2nd dream easy cake but the first one I still have trouble channeling and changing circumstances when my dreams are too realistic and negative. I'm trying techniques. Even in sleep paralysis. I can't control the circumstances. I left once when I knew it was safe but I was hoping to meet someone and it was just sunny and the streets were empty. I thought awww boring...just decided to go back to my room and lay on top of my sleeping body. Sounds strange to someone who hasn't experienced it but but I've done it many times since Ive been doing this for 20 years since i was 10. I'm just scared to leave the room.

COPY FROM WORKBOOK Date: 11/30/2013 (Afternoon Nap)
Method: WILD & DEILD

I recall I was watching TV and I was so sleepy I couldn't hold my eyes open...I have been on a 'marathon eating fest' and I needed a nap something terrible. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and I started seeing HI. I recall right before my nap I was watching the movie "The Jungle Book" and the HI I was watching were of some animals playing in the jungle...wolves to be exact.

I said to myself, "Is it possible for me to be so close to sleep already ?" I decided to do a reality check of levitation and sure enough...I levitated and I knew I was dreaming. For some reason, my control was really weak and I just kinda flopped around like a wet dish rag. I ended up in my physical body and I DEILD my way back out again. I decided to go on an adventure to my son's room to see what he was doing (he is home from college and he was the only other person home with me when I decided to take a nap). I recall seeing 'someone' laying in the bed watching TV, but the room really looked different. The bed was in the wrong location and instead of being a queen size bed, it looked like a big recliner. This freaked me out and I ended up back in my physical body again. I waited to DEILD and I was back out. I decided this time to practice my summoning technique (which I suck at). I thought of the person I wanted to see and to my surprise I couldn't think of that person's name..sigh . In RL, I know this person like I know my own child, so why can't I think of that person's name? Because of this, I became frustrated . I do recall when I was thinking about that person, an invisible wind tossed me around the room and I woke up.

Note to self: Every lucid exercise is an opportunity to learn whether it is a success or not. Also, STOP GETTING FRUSTRATED!

Third journal entry and have my first 'normal' dream. No lucid control or anything extraordinary, but for me; to wake up from dream, recalling it, AND to remember to relax and try to go back and capture it in itself was progress for me, as I almost take it for a rare event if I remember having dreamed at all.

At around 2pm today, I went into my bedroom for a nap (that lasted for three hours, but that's besides the point). I must have immediately hit REM sleep because I started dreaming as soon as I fell asleep. I remember dreaming about myself being sat in a lecture theatre. I was watching a movie and I started to cry (I wasn't upset or anything, I just cried). I then cried myself to sleep, inside of my dream. I then awoke (dreaming inside of my dream) in my garage at home, in the same seat as the lecture theatre. Two people were sat around me (one I know in my conscious state and one I don't). It was then when my vision inside my dream began to lag and go weird... I could only see one certain image and the image was actually a wall with glow in the dark stars on it. I couldn't shift from this vision. I would try and it would revert back. I would be walking around in my dream, and I know I was walking because I remember hitting myself on things, but only being able to see this wall with glow in the dark stars on it. It is also coincidental that as soon as I awoke from the dream (and back to reality), the first thing I look at is my ceiling, which so happens to have glow in the dark stars on it. What I am most intrigued about is the meaning behind this, and why my vision couldn't shift.

Some insight about this would be great. It was kinda weird being able to see my surroundings after waking up properly.

#246 - DILD - 7:45AM

I have some confusing FA where my wife is freaking out that I was supposed to pick my daughters up for the weekend but I never did. I sleepily try telling her that we only had them for Thanksgiving. Then I hear her yelling at them about something and I tell her to chill out before rolling over to go back to sleep.

Something gets my awareness and I remember I had been trying all morning to get lucid. I lay still to WILD but I don't realize this is all one dream. I don't feel any vibrations but feel pretty sure that I am in the zone. I test it by slowly trying to get out of bed. I have no trouble moving but find I have become blind. There is that odd feeling of opening my physical eyes so I just focus on seeing through my eyelids and look at my hands. In a second or two I see them and begin rubbing. In another second I suddenly see my living room and make my way outside. As I open the front door I feel as well as hear that I am wearing my heavy coat. I note how funny this is but don't worry about it too much.

It's dark but I can see something like the morning sun coming up on the horizon. It's small and dark and red. I think of a red dwarf. Two goals come to mind: Board a pirate ship and China TOTY. I don't feel like the dream is stable enough to try either so I begin to explore the neighbourhood. I look at the sun again and it seems to be high enough to give me light but it is dim, too red and there are dark clouds partially obscuring it. Still, there should be some light on the ground but the neighbourhood is as dark as as a moonless night.

Frustrated, I run down the road some and see a car quickly approaching. I put a thumb out hoping it will stop and take me to a better lit area. The car slows but it doesn't stop. It makes a right hand turn and drives past my house. I feel the dream fading. I begin to rub my hands and feel the sidewalk but It's no use. Blackness envelopes me and I assume that I am waking up.

I am watching some show about a small child that has been abused. I feel sorry for it and think this is so horrible. I remember that I need to DJ and wake myself up.

These are all coming from memory, so they are just remnants of what I can recall:

Nov. 29 pt. 1
I'm at the top of a very thin mesa in the desert, and I'm looking for an ancient city/treasure. I also happen to be friends with a small pack of desert wolves (awesome!). I descend via rope through an opening to enter the mesa, while the wolves remain up top as guards. There is a path/tunnel on my landing spot, and I follow it with my torch.

Dream ends when my alarm went off.

Nov. 29 pt. 2
Not very clear, but I know that I'm in my "general" persona again in one of my dreams. I see a world map, and the faction I'm in is based on an island off the northeast section of the world. I'm tasked with spreading our territory, but the entire coastline is blocked off by a faction that's at least 20 times bigger than us.

In another, I was supposed to be playing a concert. Only I'm in no way, shape, or form nearly good enough to be playing in stadium, so I'm real nervous about dick-fingering it up on the stage.

There were a couple more, but they were muddled at best.

Nov. 30
I vaguely recall I was in a game show? I say this because I remember a very gaudy, lit background with a backdrop, so that is probably a stage. The "host" is a man in a green pin-striped suit, and he also sports an over-the-top blond pompadour. He has an exaggerated speaking-style, kind of like a hype man, and I'm speaking to him face to face.

In another dream, I was playing with a golden retriever in the city. I was throwing a Frisbee, but I keep throwing wide, and the dog is starting to get pissed off at me for my horrible tosses.

I think I was also a cop in another dream, but that's a guess at best.

11/28/13 DILD This starts with a class room setting and the plot is revealed via false memory. I suddenly know the back story about a corrupt regime and how we are rebels. We go into action and I am some sort of freedom fighter with a machine gun. I run around for a minute and end up face to face with a sniper. We point the guns at each other and I pull the trigger, but the gun does not fire. His gun also does not, or he froze and never shot. I am only semi-lucid making o attempt to take control. I run to get new bullets but as I open the gun the bullet in the chamber is huge. I finally am fully lucid. I decide the battle is over, and suddenly it is. We have won (of course, I am the director now). I am walking with some guy back into the university and I see the lunch room. I decide I would be more interested in sampling some food than this war. I walk up and snag some kind of raspberry scone off the buffet. The lunch lady glares, but I ignore her. I taste the scone and find it lacking and not very realistic. I never did stabilize and the dream ends with in a minute of this scene.