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I had a brief short DILD this morning. I either look into a mirror or a TV screen and see a woman who a appears to be a model of some sort. She is laying on her back and the view above the top of her head. She looks at me/the camera. She reminds me of the woman from the "Secret Lover" LD I had a while back and I become lucid. I can see something like a business card next to her and I reach in and take it. All I can is the the name "ALMA MCCONNELL" in print on the card. I study the name for several second repeating it over and over to check it out IWL. Too much of this causes the dream to end and I briefly wake up. I try to DEILD but lack the focus. I don't remember after that.

Later I wondered if the last name was McDonald or McConnald but McConnell seems right. I did a web search and didn't find anything as Alma is an old name. (past life?) I did find out that there is an ALMA model agency. Some of those dark haired women seemed close it her but not quite right.

There was a party at St. George's in this open space beside some kind of house. Lots of people were there. There were fires all around, so it had this dark/light tribal theme. Some guy came in playing a guitar, and Shane started playing drums. A bunch of us were trying to figure out these pieces that needed to be put together in shape of the house (there were 3 pieces in total -_-) Anyway, after that, there was a private party upstairs in what seemed like Foley hall. Half the team was there, and we were talking and eating pizza. I went outside for a few minutes and came back, and they had microwaved all the pizza, burning a hole into the front side. It was still good though. I took two slices and everyone kept staring at me. In my defense, I was hungry. It still tasted good though.
I was in India, and some foreign ambassador was signing a deal about something. I went to pick friends up from the airport, but it was raining really hard, so I couldn't bring them back in the car. We hired a rickshaw, and I went ahead to scout on my dirt bike. I would scout, come back, and let them know if it was safe to proceed. We went through urban flooded areas and what seemed like a marsh. Then, at one place, I swerved to avoid a few kids on side of the road, and fell down. The kids wanted money but I was like lol nope. Then when we finally arrive at my place, the entire area is flooded, so they could only swim to my place, or take a boat. The area was basically a clearing, with forest all around it, and it was completely flooded with the most clear water I have ever seen btw. Then, they were stopped because they didn't fill out some XXX form at the airport, and they said they had to go all the way back there to fill it out. I said no, and told the ambassador guy if he could pull some strings, that would be great. I was talking to him, when I realize that they got the forms, and were filling them out at the moment. They were sall standing on what looked like a small island made of dried grass. Anyway, it was morning and I saw people making kayaks out of dried grass, and using them underwater- like submarines.
A flashback when I was writing this on my phone: A dream about a swimming pool- well, more like a deep fountain with lotus flower. I t was super deep, and somebody challenged me to a swim, so we did.
Flashback of a flashback that I had forgotten that i remembered while writing this ^ : Huge swimming pool, I am training there, instructor was hard on us. The pool was very deep, and I swam / dived/ held breath underwater.
Another flashback about this pool when I was writing this ^: What seemed like the stadium changing rooms, me and cuz were getting ready for a swim, something about a rupee, and someone not being allowed in. Then, we went into the pool. It was very shallow. I started swimming, there were a bunch of lifeguards stationed around. The pool was dark too.

Stuff from before that I forgot to put down: Medieval times. I was one of three princes. Last one was a pixie, but he was weird and shaped like a book. They sent us on this delivery mission. We fly on back of a dove. An eagle chases us around the castle. We deliver it anyway.
Then we go to this city (looked a lot like A’bd. He went to talk to this girl in his class who was super narcissistic. I could somehow listen to all her thoughts. I went back to get my bike and she thought I was spying on her. There was a LOT of rain and a flood was coming.
Having a lot of these flood dreams lately. must keep that in mind.

I fell asleep after 2 AM.

One dream:

> I saw XTC - Andy Partridge, Colin Moulding, David Gregory and Terry Chambers - Play "Towers of London" In front of me. First they shot a video outside by a river of them miming playing it, Then they shot video or audio inside while playing it. However, It sounded different and more like friend Mark's playing of the Mrs. Robinson song. I caused the video to be a little shaky when I moved the cameras (They were mounted on a moving log or the band was). I thought of this as I moved along a river.

> Les Claypool came to mind for some reason along with a well in a corner in a house where (In waking life as of 9-13-2013) a computer was. A manual water hand-pump was there. I also did something and woke up.

Family celebration last night...a few beers and to bed late, with very little preparation so I'm not that surprised that I had not a sniff of a LD. I dabbled with herbal tea last night...I tried Valerian plus "Lime Flowers-Valerian - Hops -Passion Flowers -Fennel" It tasted like I imagine fragrant cat piss would taste (I'm only guessing,) Maybe all herbal teas taste like that. I'll soon know, because I bought 2 more.

I still laid awake...with maybe just a hint of "spaced out"

7.30 AM I find that, as well as visuals, my dreams seem to have "implanted" mental locations..."this is in Scotland - this is an old run-down factory"...things like that. There was a man in a large group of people, who function was to erase people. He literally was holding a small rubber (I kid you not!) I went over and snatched the rubber off him and started vigorously using it on him. Bits of him didn't start to disappear though He said something like "You can't do that to me" and I said something like "Well I certainly going to try" (Ed...is this another of your symbolic mini-budgets ?)

?? A mini-dream about a paddling pool and I shuffled across it on my trousered-knees, towards something that looked like a large floating biscuit, but turned out to be a piece of wood (was it worth the film Ed?)

10.00 We were watching a movie and someone, who looked like Sigourney Weaver, suddenly ripped of her blouse and exposed her breasts (I hope for her sake that it was just Ed's poor interpretation of them) At some stage the audience, including the men, decided to join in stripping-off their upper garments and (mercifully) I left the cinema (and the dream) about then.

I did 2 WBTB...one at 6.00 AM and a mini one later. Interestingly, I forgot all my conditioning and got up from my bed as soon as I awoke. But I recalled the dreams as I moved towards the kitchen and that's a first...usually they would have vanished in a puff of smoke...so a crumb of comfort there then, at least my memory is improving somewhat.

I interpret the "rubber" dream as a poor visual of my desire to see modern day regime leaders (and one in particular) disappear and again wonder about the role of the subconscious brain as a biological computer. Maybe it goes with something like "tyrant...eliminate...delete...rub-out...rubber..and just literally "sees" it that way, without being aware how ludicrous it is. It would explain a lot

09-13-2013 -- [Not sure if this was one dream, or two dreams that kind of flowed together, but since I can't tell, I am posting it as one.]

I'm at Peter Marshall, trying to visit my old teachers, when I find myself in an argument with a principal or administrator who looks just like John Laurenitis (wrestling personality). He wants me off school grounds and is making a big fuss about it, and being a real jerk, so I somehow kind of move through space until I am standing across the street from the back gate of the school.

He slowly makes his way out there, and starts to laugh at me because I was in such a hurry to get away from him, I left my black backpack at the school, and he is enjoying rubbing my face in the fact that he doesn't ever plan to let me have it back. Of course, that's about the time that a sort of a cross between a bus and a mobile home pulls up, and the driver (who is kind of a cross between a bus driver and a janitor, and looks like Chi McBride) opens the door and tosses me my backpack, explaining he thought I might want this.

I thank him, and the principal rants and raves a bit, then decides to get his revenge about talking me up as some sort of child molester or something, as if it is for the little kids that I stop by to visit, rather than to see the teachers I knew when I went to school there. Unfortunately, a lot of the parents who live in the area believe him, and start to make my life hell. Including one of the people living on the street ... Anne.

So the parents are berating me and warning their kids to stay away from me, and I hurry down the street, trying to find some place to hide and relax. I jump a fence or a hedge or something, and find a cross between a side yard and a car port to try and hide in, and I seem to be mostly out of sight, but unfortunately I am right next door to Anne's, and the house that I am at is owned by a lady who is actually crazy, so I am really not at the best place, facing off with some nut case.

Meanwhile, I have had lots of dreams in this area over the years, and in one of them, I was helping to protect this little kid who was being abused by one of the adults in his life, and listening to the people around him starting to talk bad about me, he refuses to join in, refuses to avoid me, and since the adult has started to abuse him again, he is actually trying to run away to go with me. I am wearing a long beige trench coat (fully clothed underneath ... I am not a child molester even in my dreams) and as he runs up to me and hides within my coat, many of the parents begin to realize that what they've been told is nonsense, and they start to know I'm an OK guy.

The crazy woman turns out to be his mother, and she is not the one that is abusing him, but she is messed up enough that she doesn't know how to protect him, and may not even realize he needs protection. But whoever is abusing him is now coming for him, so I gather him up in my arms, still kind of wrapped in the trench coat, and start to hurry down the street. I walk fast down Nancita to Greenleaf, then up a block to Aurora and start heading back the other way, but things are kind of shifting as they do in a dream.

This is where one dream may have ended, and another may have begun, but if so, it all still seems kind of tied together. The street has turned into a sort of hotel corridor, and I find we're running around in this hotel dodging people, trying to keep the kid safe ... yet at the same time I am by myself somewhere where Chyanne and Joel live. Somehow I have been kind of hiding in a bedroom, and I seem to have been masturbating or something, but somehow this has left an odd sort of 'aura' to the room, where now anybody who walks into it will also have to masturbate. Strange.

Anyway, soon that is gone, and I am back in this hotel, and the crazy lady who was a brunette is kind of turning blonde, and we're now looking for her kid while trying to avoid the ever-more-frightening guy who is chasing them, and he is turning into some sort of an evil villain who should be dead, but his spirit has been possessing people or something. For some reason he really, really wants to possess the kid, so we're trying to keep him away from him.

It's a little bit of a chase dream, running up and down stairways and in and out of doorways, and more and more people are getting involved. The blonde is becoming Ali Larter, which may not be completely surprising, as the evil guy who wants to possess the kid looks like David Anders (Adam Monroe in Heroes.) More and more people are getting involved, and somehow I get separated from the group for a bit, as they are forced to ride a deadly roller coaster that I can hear roaring about overhead, as I find myself at the entrance to a shopping mall, where I am just kind of waiting and trying to keep an eye out for them.

Soon we are back together, and a police woman or something of the sort (a woman in charge of things wherever we are) is leading us to a room where we are supposed to meet with and kill the bad guy, which will only require a touch to a wound on his arm. Nobody wants to do it, and I finally say I will do it, to protect the kid and everybody else, but with the whole possession thing, I am worried that somehow it will open me up to being the one who is possessed.

But as we approach the door that we are to open and enter, I notice that the blonde is acting more and more strange, and not herself, and I begin to wonder if it might have already happened, and he might have possessed her, and leave us to dispose of the evidence of his previous body. So I have to grab and trap her, as well as trying to stop everybody else.

Things get a little hectic, and everyone is running every which way. The blonde was possessed, but he fled from her. Meanwhile, the body which used to be his is now free, and is a low level crook who ought to be stopped, but he isn't dangerous enough to be really important. The real evil has been destroyed, so the main villain has been defeated.

I chase the body he used to inhabit into a small snow-covered courtyard, where he bolts for a very small door (about normal height, but only about eight inches wide, like a tiny door to a cupboard or something), which he locks behind him, and he has managed to make his escape.

Meanwhile, the no-longer-possessed blonde was left laying unconscious in the building, and everybody else has kind of walked off. I am upset about the guy getting away, worried about the kid, and kind of horny, and I decide now that she is no longer possessed, a little sex might help make up for a kind of a bad day.

I walk back into the room where she was, and she is no longer laying there, so I have to search for her. I find her hiding, and pull her out. I push her down onto a table and start to undress her, planning to have my way with her, but she is turning into a cat, and I find myself putting her in a decent sized box with another cat, and also adding a long strip of cat litter, about four-by-eight inches, that is somehow holding together, as I prepare to take them somewhere.

Posted in case I edit something in later.

*EDIT* I did remember something.

I think this was on September 12; I dreamed of something regarding Dr Whooves. There was discussion about the character as if I was awake and I was in a room resembling the (once-a-workshop) room my Father had in the house we lived in before we moved.

This LD was from the morning of 9/12/2013.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #145: Sleeping Body

I get the sense that a dream may have started, so I will my arm to move downward through the bed. It does, and now I'm floating blind through some sort of substance. It feels a bit like water but less substantial.

I swim through it for a few moments until I can dimly see that the stuff I'm swimming through is black and wispy. My right hand touches somebody else's who also seems to be swimming next to me. It's apparently Wife, because she says, "Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

Now I'm back in bed. I can see, but the light's very dim. I roll out in an OBE style and walk toward the bedroom door. Before I leave, I think to look back at the bed to see whether I'm there... and yes, there's Wife on her side, and next to her, rolled on his (its?) side is my sleeping dream body. For some reason my sleeping body isn't covered by the sheets so I can see that it's glowing slightly and is wearing some kind of blue shorts.

I think about approaching my sleeping body but I decide that I don't want to get too caught up in this. As I'm thinking this, Wife sits up a bit in bed, looks toward me, and says, "What was that?" I wonder whether she's speaking to me or the sleeping body. I sense that this scenario is starting to challenge my lucidity, so I move on.

I walk toward the closed bedroom door and then hear phase through it, briefly entering the void. I decide that the phase is just taking a long time and (somewhat reluctantly) the hallway scene appears and I'm walking through it. It still looks like my real hallway, but very dark.

I continue into my son E's room and find that the place is littered with a bunch of huge toys. Near one window stands a four-foot tall plush zebra with plastic wheels. It looks like you're supposed to ride around on it. There are several other big toys as well, but I didn't get as good of a look at them and don't remember them as well.

I don't see E, and I begin to wonder if he's here. I "sense" that there's a crib nearby and wonder if E is just younger than he was before. This train of thought is starting to distract me, so I move toward the window to phase outside. I wake up momentarily and then hold still for DEILD.

The DEILD once again starts from my bed, and like before, my arm sinks into the bed. I go into the void and float for a while.

Spoiler for Sexytime:

The scene stays dark, and I feel two women snuggle up on either side of me. I can vaguely imagine their shape but I can't directly see them. This doesn't seem to bother me, though, and I manage about 25-30 seconds of fun before...

I wake up.

1. I’m in a building (store?) looking for someone. When I find her, I realize the woman has dyed her (poofy) hair blond (it was red before). Apparently it was to match someone/thing.

In this room, there’s a cute little wild kitten. Maybe a guy too?

2. At my cousin Davon’s house. There two bugs, one tiny one (like a gnat) and a bigger one, we’re supposed to be taking care of them for something, and I’m carefully walking to somewhere with them on my hand.

Notes: I did well waking up enough to type stuff up! And I had more dreams than I have in a bit, so that was nice.

1. I’m trying to park the van at Walmart and mom is getting on to me so much because I’m doing a bad job of it (running over the curb/grass). She mentions someone who does the same thing.

I go to my room and hide in the corner beside my dresser and against my closet door. I’m picking at a white rope that’s tacked into a hole in the corner of the dresser. Mom comes into my room and tries to cheer me up but I won’t have it.

2. Seeing Melly up on a balcony (apartment-style) with a golden retriever.

Inspiration: I believeee this could come from a Shingeki no Kyojin post on Tumblr where someone posted what everyone’s breed would be as dogs, and one of them was a golden retriever but I can’t remember who!

3. Kingdom Hearts II. Roxas reminded Axel of someone (there was like a faint image in his mind), and hesitated to bring their relationship to another level because of the past. Axel tells Roxas about it and cups his cheek (I clearly saw Axel’s face around this time, otherwise it was mostly faint). I think they were on a boat?

Inspiration: Read a volume of KH2 recently and had looked up some AkuRoku things on Tumblr.

4. Talking to Pillywiggin about the most popular dream tags. I’m looking through a list on a program with a black background, but it has subcategories so it’s hard to find/sort them. ‘bindsbinding’ or something was a tag. I remember various numbers in parenthesis beside each tag group name, one was 274?

Inspiration: Before bed, I meant to look at the tag cloud on DV to see what the most used tags were.

I will post an update on this every day. It's been an odd recurring dream and I need some help on what to do with it.
I'll post what happens every night.

Day 1 - Nothing important happened.
Night 1 - I see a girl with long, straight red-ish hair and wears a pink dress with splatters of red. She is just staring at me while in a sitting position. My bed is just on the floor, like a small mattress so If i were to sit on my bed, I would see her in eye level across the room. I didn't really care about it much and I thought it was just a dream. Oddly enough, I usually become lucid in these kind of dreams but I couldn't somehow.

Day 2 - Nothing important happened.
Night 2 - The same as day one, just the girl staring at me at the other side of my room.

Day 3 - Some trouble in my class with my friends.
Night 3 - I didn't see her again today.

Day 4 - Nothing important happened.
Night 4 - I didn't see her anymore, I think it's finally over.

Day 5 - Did a group activity in class, nothing special but noted.
Night 5 - This is where I freaked out. The girl was on her knees this time, just staring at me with blank eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds then she suddenly moved extremely fast towards me, still on her knees. It's like shes trying to walk just on her knees and it was so fast that after a few seconds she was almost face to face with me, luckily I woke up before anything scary happened. I laughed at myself for being so scared over a dream once I woke up and continued my day.

Day 6 - I told my classmates about it and they keep saying that this happens because I'm not too faithful to God and I'm being haunted by demons, they are some religious nuts aren't they? I don't really think that has anything to do with these recurring dreams though. One of my friends insist that I pray or something, I don't really believe them.
Night 6 - I hate jump scares. This is where my friends' and classmates' words started to scare me. I started becoming paranoid while I'm trying to get some sleep. The lights were closed and I could only see a dim light coming from the window of my room. Every time that I almost fall asleep, I would feel something coming towards me. I felt that if it's coming to me, I couldn't move my body so I would sit on my bed and check the room. I got a flashlight and a metal pipe, which I now think I'm that stupid to bring a pipe to fight some sort of non-existing ghost. I checked the flashlight around the room but I didn't see anything. I held my nose and tried to breathe through but I couldn't, it was a reality check so that means I'm not dreaming. I got back on my bed but felt the same thing again and again and I had to wake up to check the room again and again. Each time I woke myself up, I would do a dream check but still, I'm not dreaming. The final time I did this I just thought to myself that I let myself get to affected by what my classmates said about a ghost haunting me and now I'm just scaring myself and not getting any sleep. I gave up and threw the pipe and the flashlight away. As I laid back on my bed, I turned right and saw Diane face to face lying beside me. I was so scared that I woke up in the morning and I couldn't scream. I looked like an idiot and just laughed at how scared I was.

Day 7 - I told this to more of my friends. Some of them laughed, some just gave stupid religious advice -_-.
Night 7 - I couldn't move in my bed for some reason. Nothing special happened even though I couldn't move though I did hear a faint whisper saying something like "Diane". Because of this, me and my classmates decided to call the girl "Diane".

Day 8 - Something happened today that probably influenced my dream. It was the last subject at school and I thought to myself that I can finally get home and mess around with the computer. I was talking with two of my classmates who I will just call Cole and Will. Cole was a girl in my class who wears glasses, she's sort of cute. Will is one of my friends who constantly cries about how his girlfriend doesn't like him that much, poor guy. Will went to do something for awhile so I was just sitting with Cole, we were talking about an anime called "Hataraku Maou-Sama" and I was holding Will's stuffed Peashooter from Plants VS Zombies, I don't know why I had to tell all the details but oh well, I like to say everything in detail. Everything is going normally right? Well, there is this jerk in my class who I'll call "Nate". He's the type of person who would make fun out of anyone just so he can get some attention. He noticed me talking to Cole and started saying that I'm trying to get her to be my girlfriend. He said it so loud that the whole class could hear. Really, we're already in highschool and everyone's acting like elementary students saying "EEEEE" just to annoy us both. I didn't really care about Nate since I knew he had nothing better to do and is just getting attention but I noticed Cole getting really angry. I really got angry at that time since I hate getting insulted by lots of people and I wanted to kill Nate at that point if Cole ever decides to start ignoring me because of this. Will finally came back to help but started being insulted as "gay" by one of the other classmates for some reason. While going home, me and Will got into a little fight. I accidentally punched him in the ribs and I twisted my right foot. After that I said now it's fair and we went home. At home I just stayed in my room thinking of ways to get revenge on Nate, I stayed in my room the whole day until its nighttime. If you're still reading this, congratulations.
Night 8 - I didn't really care if I was going to see Diane this night. I felt someone holding my hand, It felt like really soft skin like Cole's but it also felt very cold, like dead cold. There came another hand which gave me something, I couldn't move anything else other than my hand so I couldn't really look at the object given to me. It felt like a handle of something, I moved my fingers to check the tip and It was somewhat sharp. I managed to get a glimpse at it and it was a Knife. I woke up once I noticed it was a knife and went to school.

Day 9 - I was just walking towards Nate and I knew he was going to say something to me, most probably a petty overused insult like "**** you" or "you're gay". He was about to say something but he stopped mid-sentence. For some reason, he looked like he was scared and instantly said sorry to me, I told him to not do it again and he agreed but kept saying he's sorry. That wasn't like him at all.
Night 9 - Oddly enough, nothing happened this night. I was kinda expecting Diane to show up or something.

To be continued.

I am just using this post as some places I would like to explore and enjoy when i finally become more conscious in my LD and get better at changing settings.

- A calming forest with a sparkling lake in between
- A large mountain to climb
- Underneath the Ocean
- The world of Avatar: The Last Airbender (lol Lame, I know, but I love that show and some of the places look so cool to actually be)
----That water palace
----Ba Sing Se
----The Spirit World
----Fire bender village
-Final Fantasy X maps (Spira - The Final Fantasy Wiki has more Final Fantasy information than Cid could research)
---- Besaid Island
---- Kilika
---- Luca
---- ect.
-On a Caribbean type Island
-African like safari
-Rain Forest
-Climbing a giant tree. So big that the higher I climb, the more lost I get until I find a village in the tree with bridges and houses made of branches and lanterns.
-Swim through space with no gravity
-Explore through an Ice cave.
I will add more. hopefully, I will get good enough to start trying some of these. If you can think of some more I would love to hear ideas.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some game and there was something about zombies, and also some cargo area.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was playing some 2D platformer and there was one part where i had to fall through level while dodging text.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in some city in swamp, there was something about a witch, some weird stuff going on and searching for book about a specific video game, which also contained some list of achievements. Then later we were checking out another house which was guarded by some weird creatures.

Date: 10 Sept

Pre bed: 200 mg valerian

WBTB: 1/2 cappuccino

Dream quality and recall: very deep sleep, vivid but almost zero recall

TST: 7 hrs

Fragment: I didn't write down, something to do with Malaysia

Early mini-ld (+4 hrs): I am in some crazy deep sleep and see the thought of a boy band, very similar to Take That (maybe a video, or a picture in front of me). The moment I see this vision or whatever about them, with extreme speed one of the singers appears in the room in front of me, he is about 5 foot tall and the whole scene is mega bright and vivid. He is also wearing bright yellow clothes. This happens so fast, it jolts me into lucidity. I ignore him and rush to the balcony but feel the whole dream is very crazy - way too weird and dynamically changing. I can feel some strange and interesting dream stuff about to unwind in front of me as I am contemplating my actions on the balcony. I think it is too much for me to handle, so I wake myself up.

Contemplations: I know this dream isn't that unusual but the feeling of it bothered me. It wasn't a bad, negative one, there was even a touch of euphoria but I felt the dream was like a huge wave of energy about to produce extraordinary or distracting events that I wasn't mentally prepared to deal with. That's what happens when you take valerian and have early lds.

WBTB: coffee (26 mg caffeine) and mantras but zero recall after that

I was watching a documentary with my dad about the financial crisis and how the world was ending bit by bit. I remember pointing at the screen where there wa a %20 bigger gap in the difference between wealthy and lower class. I remember pointing at the screen like just a bit over the middle of the two telling my dad "wow we just made it out of there" and my dad agreed with me saying "yep thats true". So then we started investigating into the issue so and found all these truths about banks and all other corporations that are super corrupt that caused this giant mess.

Had a lucid dream within a dream, not sure if this counts or not. In the dream I was in

the theatre at college trying to go to sleep with my friend Zenna, who had kind of shed

her head when she was lucid dreaming. It’s not as bad as it sounds it was just like an

imprint of her head, she still looked the same, I then fell asleep and was really excited

that I was lucid dreaming but had to be careful not to wake up. In the Lucid dream I

was still in the theatre and my old English teacher (who I still see round college and

talk to all the time) was there so I made her melt onto the floor like a candle. I was

then in my bedroom and was making my reflection talk to me, which I did. I was

trying to remember the list which I saw on dreamviews of things you can try to do

and at the time I thought making my reflection talk was one of them although I think I

just made that up. I also tried to make myself bleed because I thought that was on the

list too – it didn’t work, I also tried to fly and failed at that. I kind of lost and regained

lucidity during the dream within a dream