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The sky looms heavy with storm clouds, the ocean roars in seething restlessness below. I am standing at the edge of

the city, which is situated in cluttered layers. The lowest layer is one diamond patterned metal grate secured by chains. I overhear someone saying that there is another hurricane vortex forming at the base of the city and they are worried it will grow. Curiously, cautiously, I move to the edge of the grate and peer over the side. I see a swirling vortex a few hundred feet below, with each moment , the center deepens and the eye widens. I back away, suddenly the ocean rises to the underside of the grate, slapping at my feet. I grab a plastic bag that has a pair of rain boots and my cellphone as I hurry away, climbing up up to the next layer of yellow concrete. I run a few steps but feel like I'm forgetting something, so I turn to look and realize that the bag I keep my dream journal in is still down there. The roar of the water is tremendous, I drop back down and grab the bag by the strap, but it was caught underneath so when I tug on it the bag spills open. Cursing, I stuff the contents inside...and my phone slips out of the plastic bag.
I throw the strap diagonal across my chest and bend down to grab my phone, the water immediately absorbing the platform. With a surge of panicky triumph I throw myself up three more layers before the water gets me.

Here I am on the edge of lucidity, somehow the way I move my body, and the way I have my arm extended

overhead, keeps me from being submerged, I manage to surge with each new wave and stay above surface. The ocean consumes everything in great cross-hatching fluctuation. There is one extremely tall central yellow building and I progress toward it, I'm lucky enough that the water leads me to the mid-building entrance. I see it's a hotel, and many people have fled here as the roof may be the only high ground. I run up the stairs and pass by a hall with 8 elevator doors and go straight to some sort of check-in table. I kneel down in front of it and put on my boots, stuffing my phone into my satchel. I wonder if I should bother taking it with me, my journal is ruined now. I stay there for a long time, falling into a kind of distracted lull.

"What the hell am I doing?!" I think, surging to my feet, I have to get to the roof before the whole building is submerged.

I see my boyfriend swept away by a crowd of people, all headed for the elevators, a woman and her small son are at the tail of the group, all trying to press themselves into the only open elevator. I step to another one and push the button quickly several times. The doors slide open and I throw myself inside, punching the button that will take me to the roof. The elevator rises but water begins to filter in through every seam.

"Oh, of course!" I think sarcastically.

I am spat out onto the roof which is waist deep in water, there is no one else on the roof. I start swimming, noting the many ships out on the water exploding or simply sinking, then turning into dark blotches in the water. I paddle past one boat as it is bursting violently into flames and I'm worried that the oil in the water will catch fire and I'll be burned to a crisp.
I realize that I have separated from my body and am watching myself from high in the sky, and that I can choose to be above instead of in the water. So I do. My escape is that easy. I sail onward with effortless speed, the wind roaring in my ears.There are two boats not sinking, one is speeding out of view over the horizon and looks like a clipper ship. The other is a little motor boat pulling up to a fenced cliff's edge that survived the watery cataclysm. I direct myself toward it, a familiar Japanese man extends his arm to me, I reach down to take his hand and he guides me soundly to the deck.

"You're alright!" I cry, happy to see him again. With sweet amazement I realize that his boys are with him, part of me knows that

they died years ago in an accident but somehow this event has returned them to his care. Though they are extremely pale and a little grey. The youngest is three, there is a middle boy of about fourteen, and a nineteen year old. They all look so familiar but I can't figure out why. The two other boys greet me like a long lost family friend, and take turns giving me a hug before climbing to the other side of the fence with their father. He leans on the top board and tells me that the return of his boys was meant to be, then earnestly asks after my boyfriend.

"I don't know, I saw him on the sixth floor before I got in the elevator, but no one else was on the roof." I start to say that I

think he is dead, but there's a painful wrenching in my chest and I can't get the words out before I cover my face and cry.

"Maybe it wasn't meant to be?" The man asks me. I don't want to believe that though, I want him to have escaped.
"Maybe he made it to that other ship..."
"Sure, maybe." He smiles at me.

I look out over the water and on either side of it, like the banks of a river, there are great water-logged expanses of land. He explains that the waves overtook that too, but immediately began seeping away after stripping all the trees bare.

There's something about seeing many people crammed into a small space and getting ready to go on or are returning from a hunting trip, and ordering fast food. I wonder how long the stores of easy, familiar food will last and what these people will do when it runs out.

So I woke up around 5:50 am this morning after going to bed around midnight. I worked out, ate breakfast and went to class. I decided to skip chem (it was only a review for homework I haven't started) and decided to nap. I hoped I would catch my REM cycle and I did.
I laid down for a nap at 9:35. I did some relaxation and breathing exercises and began to fall asleep. I lost focus and found myself being forced back to awareness in my relaxed state by hearing the sound of loud snoring/coughing coming from me. This was not me, however, I was experiencing some HH noises. They were very loud. After that, I rolled onto my side and fell asleep. I repeated to myself,"I'm dreaming", which didn't last long. I fell asleep and found myself in a dream. The details before lucidity are hazy.
I realized I was dreaming by noticing something off in my environment. Everything seemed so REAL, I was thoroughly convinced I was in reality even though I had noticed something was wrong with the reality I was experiencing. I decided to do an RC and found I was dreaming. I decided to try to solve my Rubik's cube and the dream faded after about another minute (dream time).

damot i just remembered that i was dreaming. well better then not remembering at all.


the dream was all over the place. at 1 pt i was in the movie theater and some guy tried to confront me so we got into a tussel. then it turns out denzaael washington was right next to me and he held my agressor at gun pt.

but like in his movies denzel turned out to be a traiter and when we got out side the movie theater he killed all of the police with some robotic machine gun he had set up in advance. civilians died to. i surivved with some clerk who was like wtf?


when i remembered i was dreaming i was by myself trying to find my family. then i realized somehow 'wait this is a dream im gunna stop trying to carry out this task'

then i looked at my hands but the dream was not very vivid and i struggeled to stabalaize it and lapsed out of conciousness

somewhere else in the dream i was in a water park national park that had water slides made of clever smoothe rock formationss. colin was peeing down the water clisde and later when his p was gone i wenet down it

also i tried to get a job selling chocolate truffels in the dream . i talked to damien on the phone before and my mission was to sell some red flower cocolate for 2, 5, and 10 dollars to people.

i had 20 min to research the plant but spent the time messing around

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps, hopefully getting back to my proper sleeping schedule that actually works.

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something about numbers.

Dream 2(fragments):

I am doing stuff at home on PC, i have thoughts about my goals and then i realize that i am dreaming, i go towards balcony but dream fades. Then i am suddenly standing somewhere else and looking out of window and i see black dragon on the street, waiting. Then dream fades out completely with a noise before i can do anything.

Dream 3(fragments):

There was some story about girl wandering through some dark place, she finds big mutant thing with three arms, one of which is very long. Mutant smacks the girl and she goes unconscious, but then some kind of energy comes out of him towards the girl and she transforms and gets some kind of power, and then they both become very very small.

In one dream my boss by mistake got contact info of someone he was not supposed to be a le to contact. This man could give my boss inside info on why certain decisions had been made that affected our system negatively.

In another dream we (was it family or coworkers not sure) visited some sort of farm, and there were tons of cats everywhere, and one of them had very unusual impossible green fur. Everyone came to get some coffee but there was no more cup left for me, so I drank out of some sort of weird pitcher, and it overflowed and watered some flowers on the table below.

my boss was driving a car, and some young man whom I don't know in waking life but who in the dream was a coworker, he tried to impress me by hanging out of the car when it was on the highway, and he almost fell out, and I told him I did not find stupidity impressive.

Target 3 was 95: plug for sink but I didn't remember any dreams for Tuesday, Wednesday or lastnight, (Thursday).

New target-slip concealed in tub to be reavealed on Monday (in 3 days)

Hope I remember a dream for that target (target 4)

And because I can go a long time without remembering any dreams I'm adding a new feature to this dream game. I'm going to check everyone elses dream journals to see if targets turn up in their recorded dreams. Just to make it worth while for me when I don't get a remembered dream.

Had a dream, told myself and others around me that i was dreaming, didn't become lucid (not 100% sure on that, maybe became mildly lucid). The dream was at the back of my house, tried to write "you are dreaming" on the wall with a chisel (Didn't get to fully write it down, took alot of effort, like it would in real life and i must have got bored), that's all i remember. I'm not totally sure how it happened, could have been a DC that convinced me that it was reality. To be honest i recreated the back of my house in my mind too well it seems, too realistic. Then again when i was telling DCs about how it was a dream i maybe became mildly lucid.

Note: I may have said "I am dreaming" instead of "Am i dreaming?" before falling asleep, therefore forgetting to question my reality in the dream .

#1. I was in math class, waiting to get my test back. When I did however... WOW what a horrible grade! I had gotten like, 10%. Needless to say, this was pretty much a nightmare, since I want to be a computer scientist and math is kinda important in that field

#2. It seemed like I was back in third grade or something. I was on a class field trip, and we had gone to the city park. I was happily sitting there on a log when another kid came running at me, and he was holding a scorpion! No matter what I did, this kid just wanted this scorpion to sting me soooo bad. I kept running away until the dream ended

Lucid: I was at home standing in the kitchen. For some reason I was holding a dirty dish, so then I went to put it in the dishwasher. When I opened it though, there was a mix of clean and dirty dishes. I thought this was rather peculiar, and went about questioning my family who had done it. When I went to talk to them though, it was like none of them could hear me at all. Finally when they did reply, I asked them what was going on and they seemed very clueless and lost. At this point I concluded that I must be dreaming!

Once I realized this, I immediately ignored everything else and focused on my dream goal, not to be outdone by the dream as I was the night before. I proceeded upstairs to my room. Once I got there I focused on summoning who I wanted to meet, but when I tried the dream started to fade! I then woke up

Nevertheless, it was another lucid dream!

09.10.2013

Can't park, so I switch hotels. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was going to park my car to go to the beach, but there were no parking spots. I saw a different beach and a parking lot that was almost full.

I was told I was not allowed to park there.

I went back to my room and told my wife about it. She said that switching hotels would be the best idea, and she booked a room for $175 a night.

Date: 09 Oct Entry 3/3

This dream was quite long, so can't recall some parts of it.

LD: I am in this place, which looks like our first home and changes during the dream. Someone talks to me about this weird party that is about to begin later.

We are talking with grandma when I notice someone's at the door. I tell her to be quiet and go to see who is it. A strange woman comes in to discuss the details - party for 60 people, just as we had planned it. I go to the bathroom and see some sort of installation and plastic cups inside. I get a false memory that while I was sleeping, they changed the entire room. Lots of people get in and the party begins. Somewhere along the way and possibly due to some of these false memories, I become lucid. I spend time looking around, see classmates, notice details but I can't remember much else here.

Later on, I spot my friend who is also here and approach him. I concentrate and begin a very energy consuming talk about shared dreaming. I remember the music is too loud as we speak. For some reason, I am way too close to his face and see lots of unnecessary details there, but I take these as a good sign, hoping that it's really him. I tell him this might be a shared dream, ask him if he knows what that is, also what lucid dreaming is. In the beginning he replies with more or less normal sentences and I get the impression he simply has no idea what I'm talking about, despite my efforts to convince him that this is a shared dream (which he seems to be accepting at the same time). I start with the basics again, asking him if he dreams and remembers his dreams at all. Then, he becomes a lifeless puppet and faints/falls asleep. Refusing to accept reality, I come up with the explanation that he has fallen into deep sleep, so I need to bring him back.

I drag him along to these two other DCs and ask them what can I do to bring him back. They recommend cold water. Conveniently, I see one of those water dispensers. I get him directly underneath the dispenser and turn the water on but he doesn't wake up. At this point, I also notice how light his body is and how easy I am dragging him along. I finally accept that he probably wasn't the real him anyways and leave him.

There is a mirror in front of me and I get a flashback of an earlier part of the ld, which at that time feels accessible. In the meantime, my friend is back again as a background DC and I decide to hold him by the hand and go into a dark room to face the Yurei. There is a closed door that looks promisingly creepy. Before I get in, my friend's gone somewhere, but there is a classmate nearby, so I take him instead. I go in the room, it is not as dark as I had expected but is convenient enough to get a creepy feel. Little natural light comes from the outside, the room is mostly empty with a brownish hue and there are some sort of sections that separate the room. I think about the Yurei/ring girl and immediately in front of me and in every section I get lots of creepy looking girls and things. I can clearly see two of them have scarce clothing and long hair in front of their faces. The rest of the DCs are rather formless but in the same color. Soon the hair of all these DCs and creatures turns from black to mahogany, but that's not all. The individual hairs now look like twigs, mahogany colored edgy twigs. The DCs all head towards me, luckily at that moment, I lose my sight, but remain in the dream where I can hear them making scary sounds, while trying to fight them and push them away with my hands. The dream fades.

Date: 09 Oct Entry 2/3

At this point I just wanted to sleep, so only wrote the key words for this dream.

LD: No idea how this dream started. I am on one of the streets in my hometown. There are also lots of kids playing here. Having no particular goals in mind, I decide to explore around and get in a shop where they sell crystals, bracelets, etc. My first though is "what am I doing here", since this is an ld and I don't usually do this in lds but non-lds. Anyways, there's some pretty cool stuff on sale - colorful necklaces and I check them out. The shop keeper is a woman that greets me in Spanish. I get a bit confused, does she see me? (I sometimes randomly assume that am OBEing somewhere and the people might be real instead of DCs.)

I say a few words to her and then she gives me some sort of a wooden board with letters on it. I am thinking this is similar to an ouija board and might use it to obtain answers/info this way. It also looks like a good idea for invention, because I haven't seen anything like this before. There is a text that has been scratched on it (no ink) and I try to read the message, but the letters look like ancient Greek and turn to random ones. I then face her and decide to ask her to give me an advice, anything that can be useful for me. I am hoping of hearing concrete instructions of what exactly I should do. (yeah, I know!)

She tells me that I have to live in harmony with the surroundings, because everything from the environment (some words I can't understand) changes our DNA.

I find the answer much more profound than one would assume. I can't believe she just said that. It changes our DNA? She nods yes. Can you repeat this again. (I am trying to memorize it as hard as I can). She repeats the answer again. I want to ask her more things, but at this moment, similarly to inception, lots of DCs - the kids from outside storm the place and I can't talk to her. I tell them to bugger off but the dream ends.


Almost forgotten short ld.

LD Frag:I am looking at my feet and decide I want to change my clothes and shoes. Initially, I have the desire to make a pair of purple shoes appear, but briefly see only one. Next, I am wearing a flip flop on one foot and a gray high heel shoe on my other foot. I make some sort of grey leggings appear, then think people won't be very interested in reading this entry.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some video game and i had to search for something in forest.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing a mod of my ancient doom mod apparently, it was a coop game in some maze and there were dangerous enemies, then as we reached some point suddenly enemy players started appearing, final fight was going on in the room with tables and i've had some pretty powerful weapons that made fight rather simple. Then later we were discussing stuff and trying to figure out what is going on with the game.

Dream 3:

I was playing some kind of mix between UT99 and UT2004 and the level was an indoor, metallic, area with alot of ramps in various formations forming some paths up, then on top there was a generator room. I was apparently playing versus a team of two who were doing pretty good due to me not knowing the level and were sniping around using sniper weapons with white beam that worked pretty much like shock rifles. At one point i was dropped down by one of shots and found flak cannon and with it i started doing alot better and noticed that my opponents were actually playing very badly, sometimes not seeing me in a plain sight.

Date: 09 Oct DV

Entry 1/3

Pre bed: 100mg B6

WbtWake: 200mg valerian

TST: 6hrs

Comment: I usually don't take valerian at times other than pre bed, but the 100mg B6 got me more awake than usual. Sleep quality wasn't very nice, but dreams were pretty vivid, long and stable.

WILD: I have a short awakening and briefly think about the previous dream, trying to turn it into a mild, but don't really review it or anything. Just think it would be a good idea to do so. I fall asleep with the intention to ld and quickly transition.

Another of those confusing moments, where it looks as if I am seeing a part of the room through my eyelids . Initially, I think, this is our bedroom, but then it's the bedroom of my first home. My dream body is also weirdly twisted, it's as if I/my dream body is supposed to be lying on my stomach, but at the same time I am twisted from the torso upwards, partially sitting and partially trying to get up. I have a couple of realization-like thoughts about relaxing, then attempt moving and eventually I am properly sitting on the bed, looking at my hands. I see them as if looking through some sort of crystal or weird glass. It's similar to a layer of liquid transparent edgy plastic-like thing imposed on my hands, kind of blurry, half of a finger is missing too.

I get up and look around, everything is mega bright and the whole atmosphere reminds me of those birthday dreams I have here. The mom of a friend of mine comes in and begins behaving menacingly. I lose my clarity for a bit, being distracted by her aggression, but then remember this is a dream and leave the room. A classmate is also here, I acknowledge him, then continue on my way to the living room.

In the meantime, I remember the TOTM to scare a kid, but these DCs obviously don't fit the description, so I go from room to room, looking for some kids. All the doors are open. Finally, I stop and shout about a little girl coming here. Soon enough, a little blond girl comes in and approaches me. She almost looks fine, but part of her face around the nose and mouth is like unfinished or at least asymmetrical. This gives me a bit of a creepy feeling. I shout something at her, like boooo or whatever, and she runs away. There is a little boy also coming from the same direction she did and I think about saying a total profanity to scare him. I decide not to and just chase him away.

Task done and I wonder what to do now. I remember AF and sit down to use the fastest tech. I make a rather quick attempt but feel the dream is stronger, so give up. I simply sit here for a while, staring in front of me, thinking about meditating.

I look to my left and notice the furniture, which I incorrectly recall is absolutely the same as irl (pretty close but not the same actually). At any rate, I remark how vividly I am seeing everything and that it is more vivid that rl. The door is open and I see this DC of a person from rl quickly approaching. I can smell trouble and sure he starts acting like a bully, very menacingly while I try to keep distance from him. The situation continues for a while with me being able to hold him far enough, while he behaves as if he is going to explode or attack me any moment. I briefly consider deactivation by allowing this to go sexy, but discard the idea. The same goes for fighting him, since I don't want to create such an association to a real life person. I am simply sitting on the floor, holding him back and trying to be as impassive as possible. There is a moment of darkness and he shortly disappears, but I can still hear him as he is now making growly sounds. Finally, I decide I've had enough of this masochistic exercise and wake up.

Date: October 9, 2013
Method: Really I had no method at all, this is the first night that I finished working on a paper, so I fell asleep before I knew it and I don't even remember a WBTB.
Total Sleep Time: 8 1/2 wonderful hours
Fraggle=Fragment

Dream 1

Dreamed my ex boss was trying to make amends with me and gave me some flowers as an apology for something she was sorry about doing. Funny thing was the flowers were the kind that really didn't look like flowers...more like weeds . Does that mean she really wasn't sorry?

Dream 2

I was watching "The Cosby Show" and Clair Huxtable was dancing with the family and then all of a sudden she came out of the the T.V. and she was in my living room dancing in front of me. Of course I thought this was perfectly normal...

Fraggle

Someone had spilled something on my bed and was trying to clean it up.

Note: Always be thankful, even if it is just to have good dream recall .

Lucrative numbers
Our neighbors across the street have had their driveway torn up at the street. There's a large sign on their lawn telling the construction company what to do.

A friend has set me up with software that generates the sequence of numbers that go on these signs. If I do it enough, I can earn rare in-game potions. I need to figure out which company made the sign, get the number currently on the sign, and give the company a call to get a new seed number. Once I've got those three pieces of info, the software will churn out new numbers in the sequence.

The company is Callna, and the number on the sign is 3887. The whole thing sounds kind of shady, so I don't make the call. My friend tells me that Callna isn't one of the usual companies, so their potions raise one of the more unusual attributes.

Vacation vortex
I'm at a vacation house with my family. The layout is wide open, with the kitchen, dining room, and family room all in one big area. Everything is very white. In the kitchen area is a set of French doors. Some kind of vortex just blasted through the French doors and all the way across the house, damaging anything in its path. We know another one is going to be coming through soon, so we try to move everything out of its way.

Now it's almost time for the next vortex to hit. Most of the stuff is out of the way, but there are a couple of last-minute things still in its path. I'm running around, trying to move them, knowing I'm almost out of time. I look through the windows of the doors and see the vortex coming, so I run for shelter in another room. I look back one more time and see my friend's friend standing outside the French doors. My friend is in the house with me. I yell for him to get the doors open, get his friend inside, and get out of the way.

Now we're in one of the bedrooms. My friend's friend is talking, apologizing for not being able to find something he was given. It seems his backpack is constantly changing, adding and removing pockets, and the thing is in a pocket that disappeared. He's moving the zipper in a strangely curving way, and the backpack seems to be growing, getting taller and wider. New loops of zipper appear. He's happy because the pocket with the missing thing has reappeared, and he's intrigued because a couple of new pockets he's never seen before have appeared as well.


Baggy clothing
I'm inside somewhere. Two guys I don't know are near me. One of them is pouring very diluted blue paint between containers, and some of it splashes on my clothes. I'm mad at him, since my clothes are probably stained. He takes a look at my pants and explains that I got paint on them because they're a terrible fit, and that if I were wearing properly fitting clothing, I'd still be clean. Looking down at my clothes, I see that they're very baggy on me and look terrible - but that has nothing to do with getting paint on me, so I'm still mad. Even so, I ask him if he has any suggestions for where to get better fitting clothing.

Adam Savage shows up and starts talking about a couple of places he shops at. He really likes one of them because if you park in their handicapped spot without a permit, they'll send their own security guys to give you a ticket instead of letting the police handle it. Since it's only $150 instead of $500, it saves a lot of money. He starts giving me directions on how to get to these stores, and I ask him to wait while I pull up something on my phone to write in. I open my normal note-taking app and start writing down at the bottom of whatever note is open, not
taking the time to make a fresh one.

I ask him to continue and try to jot down what he says quickly, not worrying about accuracy, just trying to keep up. When I glance at the screen, I realize it's complete gibberish and assume that the autocorrect has butchered what I typed in. I keep trying to write down what he says, being more careful to spell it correctly so it doesn't get mangled, skipping words instead of letters.
Now I'm looking at a map. There's a faint gray dot by one of the roads, approximately where the store is. It's faint and gray because what I wrote is misspelled and confusing; I know that when I go back and clean up the note, that the map will have a higher degree of confidence where the store is and use a bolder dot.


Steam application
I'm in a dark room. A commercial for Steam is being projected on a wall. The announcer is moving between icons for games, describing how amazing they are. I think about making games myself.

Now I'm working through a form somewhere in Steam. I'm on the phone with a man giving me guidance on how to fill out the form. The first thing is my credit card info, which I type in (I'm pretty sure I used my real number). I fill in the next field, then realize I should have left it blank. However, the field disappears before I can correct it. I exit the form without saving, then go back in. I fill in my credit card info again, then move past the next field without touching it. I appreciate that the guy on the phone is being very patient with me.