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February 22, 2013 - 8.5 hours in - 30 seconds - WBTB, SSILD, MILD

Woke via alarm after 3.5 hours and did about 6 SSILD cycles of gradually increasing length, doing the cycles the same every 1.5 hours after that. Afterward I fell asleep to a mantra of "1, I'm dreaming, 2, I'm dreaming, 3..." while trying to visualize each digit. The mantra only was done on other natural awakenings.

Me and a friend are driving at night down a street with a traffic light ahead and I see a kid in a white jacket with hood who looks like he is running away from home. I suggest letting someone know about this, but then I notice 3 or 4 duplicates of this kid walking at regular intervals down the road away from us. I get out and see the kid is actually looking backward somehow, with a blank, lifeless expression.

I find this creepy, but also then realize that this is all a dream. I plug my nose and breathe, then I run up to the next kid, who has the same expression. This creeps me out again, ending this dream scene and putting me in my dark bedroom in a false awakening.

I plug my nose and know it is still a dream. I can see the low light from the window. I don't like how it is still dark, so I shout "Light!" but it does nothing. I try to reach over for my phone to try stuff on it, but the dream ends and I feel my right hand making a plugging motion, not on my nose, but on a pillow. I open my eyes and see that it is dark only because my head is under the blanket. I have woken up for real.

February 22, 2013 - 5.5 hours in - 30 seconds - WBTB, SSILD, MILD

Woke via alarm after 3.5 hours and did about 6 SSILD cycles of gradually increasing length, doing the cycles the same every 1.5 hours after that. Afterward I fell asleep to a mantra of "1, I'm dreaming, 2, I'm dreaming, 3..." while trying to visualize each digit. The mantra only was done on other natural awakenings.

I am standing there with someone in a hotel when a thought about lucid dreaming runs across my mind. I suddenly realize that I am in fact in a lucid dream and I rub my hands together and plug my nose and breathe. The decor is very red - the carpet is red, but not a solid red, but based around that color. The walls are paneled with a red wood.

The impulse comes over me to run and explore and I do so. I want to run down a hallway ahead and to the left, but before that is a row of pillars parallel to the wall, and each pillar is made of the same wood as the wall, in a similar shape to a two-by-four. I think I will have to run straight through this and then left, but then I see there is nothing in between the pillars and I cut the corner.

Running down this hallway, I run right into a large room. There is a large green leafy potted bush that is too big to jump over in reality, and I decide to try it in the dream. I do it, so then I jump with the expectation of flying through the air (like a long jump, but unrealistically long). I fly past a chandelier but then the sensation of motion ends and it blacks out. I spin around which I feel but then the sensation of laying in bed returns to my body, but from the legs up, not all at once.

I did not record the dream until later however, so this was either a false awakening or I went back to sleep to wait until the next WBTB alarm.

February 13, 2013 - 5.5 hours in - 2 minutes - WBTB, SSILD

5 hours in I wake up and do 6 SSILD cycles of gradually increasing length.

I am riding in a car at night with houses being passed. I could tell the dream was ending, evidently spontaneously realizing it is in fact a dream. I felt I could tell from the feeling in my stomach, and I complained about this out loud to the others, but I don't know what if anything was their reaction. (It's also possible the feeling was just the hunger I felt before going back to bed.) I try to increase lucidity by performing simple addition. Despite rubbing my hands together, the visuals fade to black from the outside in.

I spin around, which I feel (despite the fact I was sitting down moments earlier) and the scene comes back. I look at my hands, but through my left eye some fingers on the left hand are invisible, and through my right eye the right hand is totally invisible. The car comes out of a tunnel into daylight, and this seems to correspond with the car and tactile senses disappearing. What remains is the visuals of following a narrow ledge curving right - too narrow for a car - on a sandstone cliff with the sound of a car driving over a bumpy road. I look right and my view is flying through the air (with no feeling of flying) while curving left. I see irregular sandstone cliffs, much like you would see in the Southwest. They are all the same color, but the cracks and irregularities are detailed and I marvel at the scenery. I do however note a street sign on a post standing at the top of the cliff. As the view is flying along, it blacks out and I feel myself laying in bed.

February 11, 2013 - 9 hours in - 5 minutes - WBTB, SSILD, FA

I wake up after 5 hours via alarm and do the full set of SSILD cycles, then I wake up earlier than the alarm, every 20 to 90 minutes, doing a few cycles each time as I fall asleep.

I am in a preexisting dream that I find extremely undesirable, although I don't remember being scared per se.

I realize on some level that it is not real, possibly because of the emotional reaction involved. I blink rapidly and shout, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

I am laying in bed in my dark bedroom. (In reality at this time it should be rather bright.) I plug my nose and amazingly, I can breathe. Somehow this false awakening ends into another, with the same action performed by me. I get up out of bed quickly and try to feel the wall, and I feel my closet door and then the wall, and then I feel the light switch. It is already up, and I flip it down and there is still no light. I open the door and run down to another part of the house.

J. is here and in front of her I plug my nose and breathe deeply. I say that is physically impossible and ask her how I did that. She says something like, "It only sounds like you did that." Then I look at my hand and start counting fingers out loud - "one, two, three" - but then I realize my hand actually looks normal. So I give up on showing her my hand and leave.

Now it is light everywhere, sort of blue-ish. I explore the house at this point. Unlike the last lucid dream, this time I realize a lot of it looks different from reality, but I don't recall most specifics. I am able to run from place to place, which I do a lot since it is tireless and fast. I go in the basement and am surprised the door is open. Downstairs the walls and ceiling are finished, with them and the floor all having paint like the upstairs walls. The ceiling is mostly flat but slopes downward slightly near the long sides. The overall shape of the basement looks like reality. On the floor I see a black dead centipede broken in a few pieces that is about twice the size of reality. This make me apprehensive of what I might find down there, like spiders, but it looks clear and I proceed with the stairway to my left. On the right wall, some dirty insulation is strewn on the floor, with dirty water on the floor there. I look at my hands (this time there are extra fingers) and shout "Clarity now!" but this only seems to make everything blur temporarily, each time I tried it.

Back upstairs, I see a white bookshelf with some of my books on it. I take one and start reading randomly. It talks about vaccines (which this particular book very well may have), in detailed technical jargon that I try to comprehend without focusing too much, but cannot. I glance at the rest of the pages open and various medical treatments are mentioned, with each one named in small caps. The book, font, and paper are very realistic.

Next, my idea is to get my car keys and drive away.

It seems at this point my bedroom and the dining room are arranged in the manner of the old house, but I don't notice this in the dream. In the dining room, I see the loop the keys are on hanging on a horizontal door handle. They look fake to me, but I figure they'll work anyway, so I try to take them. However, the door handle is attached on both ends, so it is impossible to get the keys off. I give up on these and head towards my closet in the other room (which is like the closet of the new house but in the position in the room of the old). I evidently feel the dream fading, as I plug my nose and breathe to try to keep it going, as I head towards the right door. Before I can, however, I wake up.

January 31, 2013 - 8.5 hours in - 5 minutes - WBTB, SSILD

Every 90 minutes or less I awoke, and did a couple SSILD cycles as I fell back asleep.

I am playing around with a cellphone, but it isn't working quite right.

I then suspect that I am dreaming. I look outside. I can see the leaves on the trees clearly, although my focus fluctuates, even though I know somehow that I have no contacts in or glasses on. (Although I never remember that it is really winter anyway!) I know for sure that this is a dream.

I forget this part somewhat, I believe I just walked around the house, happy to finally be lucid for a decent period of time, and not doing anything to upset it, just rubbing my hands together a lot. I don't remember thinking anything in the house looked odd, but it probably did look different, I just didn't notice.

I look at the details in some objects. In the bathroom, the brown tissue holder looks real, I can even see the dust on it, which was a lot. I sit and close my eyes for some reason. I realize my mistake and visualize the bathroom being there when I open them, which it is, but the counter is a totally different shape and color.

I look at a book on the bookshelf. The text is in a similar pattern, but the chapter titles don't make coherent sense. In another book, the pages are stuck together a lot, and I turn first to the index, then back to the main text. Some numbers in a list are out of order or repeated.

After this I think to myself I have run out of ideas, probably due to poor memory and imagination even in a lucid state, and because it has lasted several minutes already, longer than any since the 1st lucid dream. I take an object from a shelf above the desk. Some little pieces break off and I try to put it back together for some reason (even though it doesn't exist). This distraction causes the dream to go black and I feel myself laying in bed.

January 29, 2013 - 8.5 hours in - 30 seconds - WBTB, SSILD

Every 90 minutes starting 2 hours in I set an alarm and did a few SSILD cycles as I fell back asleep.

Pre-lucidity, I am at a nice tropical beach supposedly in Costa Rica. I think how much nicer the weather is here and try to remember what it was like when I left, but I can't remember.

I converse with my friend A. and he asks me if I got a permit for the clams I was gathering pre-lucidity. This memory prompt triggers lucidity - I say, "Oh no, this is a dream!" (I had wished it to be reality!) I look at my hand and it is distorted - this time, some fingers are short but alternate between being short and their normal length. I show A. and say, 'See? This is a dream.' He says, "Wow," in a realistic manner, as though he believed me.

The scene turns blurry and I rub my hands together, and it restabilizes. I see the surface of a trash can and it is a pattern of little white pebbles, like a real trash can you might see in a park. I look up and see the sunlight coming through the tall trees. I feel it fade and shout "Clarity! Clarity! Stability!" but the scene fades into my bedroom.

This later turned out to be a false awakening however.

January 23, 2013 - 5.5 hours in - 2 minutes - WBTB, MILD, RC

Did about an hour long WBTB and then used the mantra, "Look at your hands, you're dreaming."

I am laying on a brown-patterned carpeted floor near a wall, when I think to look at my hand. It actually looks quite normal. Then I plug my nose and can breathe - this is a dream.

I turn around and I am in a hotel room laid out like a corridor, with spaces set off to the left and the right midway down. The walls are painted dark brown. The ceiling is black. I go into one of these spaces and feel a wall corner (one not on the corridor) - it feels realistic, even with both hands and the side of my arm. The room is dark towards the door, so I turn a couple lights, which work realistically.

I go out the door and go right in the hallway. The color scheme is much the same and ahead the hallway goes diagonally left while another goes straight right, then goes straight again while another goes straight left. Straight ahead are high windows looking in to the indoor waterpark. On the wall corner is a sign in red letters directing towards a restaurant to the right. I forget the first word, but the second word was Sadler's, which changed to 5tadler's when looking away and back, which then changed to Bailey's (and all in black letters) when looking away and back again.

At several points throughout I look at my hands again; each time they look real, except for one finger being shorter than normal.

Inside the waterpark the water starts shallow, and nearby is a short construction with two green bodyslides, one which curves towards me. I think I may have to climb the slide but then I see stairs going up. On top two friends are there; I consider telling them this is a dream, but it is too loud from the water up here so I decide not to. I then go down the other slide and close my eyes at the bottom by habit - oops! I realize I may open my real eyes if I do this wrong. I open slowly and still see the waterpark. I then try to breathe underwater and it works. I again close my eyes accidentally, again being able to open them similarly. I look at my hand again, but this seems to trigger motion in reality and the dream vanishes.

January 15, 2013 - Less than 6.5 hours in - 20 seconds - WBTB, MILD, FA, RC

Used MILD mantra, "Look at your hands, you are dreaming" every alarm awakening every 90 minutes or so.

I 'wake up' in my dark bedroom in my bed and decide to look at my hands. In fact, they are distorted and I realize I am in a dream. I plug my nose and I can still breathe. However, I feel extremely sleepy and struggle to keep my 'eyes' open. Since I feel it may fade out soon, I decide to cut right to the goal of summoning B. I look into the darkness (which is sort of purple - like the patterns seen when you close your eyes) and try to visualize them there. It is difficult to remember them and I give up. I look again at my hand in front of the meager window light and it is still distorted. Despite feeling extremely lethargic, I try to get out of bed and head towards the light switch, since I don't like it being dark, although I know the switch may not work. With this effort, I wake up for real.

It should be noted that throughout my efforts at lucid dreaming, I keep a private dream journal with all of my dreams to increase recall. I also do reality checks every 90 minutes through the day as reminded by my cellphone. It took 16 days of trying before this first lucid dream.

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Format:

Date - How much of the night's sleep had passed when I woke up - Length of time lucid - Methods involved (CAT includes when I became lucid at a time when I would have woken up for the day, the day before; WBTB is when I woke up after some sleep but before the lucid dream for even a very short time; FA is any dream in which I became lucid from a false awakening; RC is any dream in which a reality check directly caused lucidity; DS is when a dream sign motivated me to question if I was dreaming; other abbreviations are lucid dreaming induction techniques)

Description of what I did beforehand that may have helped in attaining lucidity

Details of dream

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January 3, 2013 - About 5 hours in - 5 minutes - CAT, WBTB, MILD, RC

The day before, I got up for the day at the time I became lucid today. 1 hour before bed, I take 3,000 mg of omega-3 fish oil and a multivitamin which has, among other things, 100 mg niacin, 25 mg B6, 15 mg zinc, and 7.2 mg magnesium. At about 3.5 hours in, I get up, drink water, and use the bathroom. Going back to sleep, I use MILD.

This dream is set in my house, but it combined elements of the house I live in now and the previous one, and I didn't notice this until waking up.

At some point, for an unknown reason, I engage in reality checks. Either my hands or my nose was the first one done. My hands don't look noticeably different at first, but I think something is 'off' and it seems to take slightly longer to count my fingers. For the nose check, I can still breathe through the left side. I reach my left hand up to see how that is, and I can feel the air rushing around where my finger is blocking it (in real life the finger is of course more than enough to block all of it). I realize that this in fact a dream! I can hardly believe it. I look at my hand again and the little finger is expanding for some reason. I look at the clocks nearby, and they all read differently. Some say impossible times, something like 8:68. I make a clock's digit change by focusing on it and visualizing it as the other digit, which it fades into.

After this I am in the kitchen of the old house. While here I get the idea to try to summon a person, so I decide to make C. appear. I think of them and think, 'When I turn around, they will be there.' I turn around and nobody is there. I note the front door and closet door and think of opening them to see if they will be there, but I decide to move on. While in the kitchen I note it getting a little blurry and I look at my hand. It has about 6 fingers. (Another time it has about two sets of the 4 plus ones in between. Even though these hand distortions may sound creepy, they aren't at all. The hands work normally, they just don't show up right.) When I do this things get clearer and my mind feels 'freer'. I also test blinking to see what it does. It does the same thing as real life.

On the way out I go back in my bedroom, where I was pre-lucidity, which looks like the new bedroom but is in the location in the house of the old, and there I retrieve my phone to see if it has begun working again (it broke with sparks pre-lucidity). It turns on with the lock screen background, and the words 'Darth Maul' on it. I assume this is some sort of 'cool' sounding new operating system. I take the phone and leave.

I go out the back door of the old house. It is night and snowy. I think that it will be cold but then I remember that since it is a dream it won't be bad. I do feel it a little but it goes away. I jump on top of the fence of the old backyard, and I see the streetlights and the neighborhood, but then I see that the dream has decided that I have no pants on. I consider continuing on to explore, but I decide that even though it is only a dream I would feel more comfortable with pants on, so I go back in to put pants on.

While inside I realize that I can drive my car instead to explore. I go to the garage through the house somehow and am in the garage of the new house. I see a car in the middle of the garage, which I don't recognize as my car, but it looks similar. I look at the license plate, which says, "717-CIC" (which is nothing like it is in reality). Unfortunately I am stopped from starting the car, and the tension causes the dream to disappear.

At this point, I wake up.

I doubled up the menthol at WBTB and I think it definitely had a strong effect on the early dream content. Also, it was cool to finally bring a DV member into a lucid dream! Reading DV during WBTB was a huge help, I think.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #68: Losing My Grip

I'm in a long bedroom, and immediately I realize that this is a dream. Wife is reclining on the bed in her winter pajamas, reading her Kindle. On the opposite side of the room is a large window with its curtains open. Sunlight pours into the room.

"Hey," I tell Wife, "I'm having a lucid dream!"

She looks up. "Good! Have fun." She returns to her reading. I know that I'd planned to go to Angel Falls for Task of the Year, but my head is buzzing with sexy thoughts. I look out the window for a moment. The sun's too bright to see outside and the window is consumed by a warm, yellow glow.

When I turn my gaze back to Wife she has changed. The Kindle has vanished and she's gone from lounging in flannel pajama pants to laying over the bed in a negligee and booty shorts. My urges are going crazy. I decide that I'm not getting any of my goals done this dream. "What did you just do?" she says, looking amused.

"It's the menthol," I tell her. "I had 6 bags of peppermint tea. I think it's making me frisky." She raises her eyebrows and tilts her head forward, looking skeptical. "It sounds like an excuse," I admit. "I make too much out of these drugs. Kind of like how I think galantamine gives me magical powers." For some reason, I turn and force-push a clock off of a nearby dresser and shout "Galantamine!!" (So embarrassing. What a dream-dork. )

I join Wife on the bed and start to kiss her. The sensation is incredibly vivid and I start getting caught up in these really strong fantasies about what's going to happen. (These were crazy, cosmic fantasies that involved space, time, and dreams-within-dreams. Sadly, most of the details got scrambled up.) The fantasizing quickly runs away with me, and I'm close to losing lucidity. Before we can start doing anything, I hear the sound of little feet on the floor near our bed and a little voice say, "I see Mommy!" I freak when I realize that our two boys are here and lose lucidity. The sexytime mood leaves the room as quickly as it arrived. Wife is now back in her flannel pajamas and it looks like nothing was ever happening. I'm relieved that she's so good at acting normal.

We go downstairs with the kids and start going through a semi-normal morning routine. After a very long time spent doing mundane morning stuff, the boys are helping me bake bread in the bread machine. As I'm taking the bread out out, R (my 1.5 year old) climbs up on the counter. Before I can stop him, he burns himself on the bread, bonks his head on the bread machine, and tumbles all the way to the kitchen floor. This scares me but the accident is so comically absurd that I regain lucidity.

The boys run off and I see that Wife's looking at me. I tell her, "Don't worry, that whole thing with the fall was just part of this dream." She says okay and joins the boys in the den.

I notice that the living room is filled with a strange darkness. I catch figures moving in the darkness but I can't make out who or what they are. They don't seem hostile, and I somehow decide that they're DV members and that I want to pull one of them into the scene. NewArtemis, Alyzarin, Xanous, and OpheliaBlue are in there. I catch little flashes where I sort of "see" their faces without seeing them. (It's a little hard to explain.) I choose to bring Xanous in. (Even though the sexytime mood from earlier is long gone, I feel like it's a really bad idea to bring a female DV buddy into a menthol dream.)

I turn my head away from the darkness and extend my hand for a handshake. I expect Xanous to walk into the kitchen and shake my hand. After only a second or two, I'm gripped by a firm handshake... I turn to look, and hell yeah it's Xanous! He's in a gray t-shirt with some logo and he's laughing about something. Before I can say anything, he rapidly shrinks down until he's about a foot tall, but somehow I'm still shaking his hand.

My vision goes black but I still have a hold on the handshake. I ask Xanous what he thinks I should do but he just says something unintelligible in a weird robot voice. The handshake slips away and I fall back to the gladius trick. This doesn't do anything, and I alternate between swinging a sword and slapping myself in the face. It doesn't seem to get me anywhere.

After a bit, I wake up, staring straight at a wall. Wait, Wife should be where the wall is. Still dreaming. I try to move but I'm totally frozen. I start contemplating an OBE exit before I wake up for real.

Quests Galore

I decide to play an old Harry Potter game for nostalgia's sake. I finished the main plot long ago, but there are a bunch of bonus quests that never did finish, and none of them are easy. You have to save up a lot of gold before doing them. After collecting some money, I try starting one of the quests that I've heard is particularly hard--not because of difficult battles, but because the quest is sort of a mystery and it's hard to guess where you're supposed to go next. Indeed, a glob-like creature rises out of the darkness, eats most of my gold, and vanishes without a trace. Well, that got me nowhere. So much wasted time gathering that gold.

I decide to give one of the other quests another try. It involves defeating a ghostly horse-riding warrior. I've tried it before, earlier tonight, and I know that he does a lot of damage, but at least the objective is straightforward. I ride down into his canyon lair and we immediately start fighting, repeatedly charging down the canyon and passing each other like we're jousting with swords. If I hold down one of the trigger buttons on my controller (like the R2 button on a PS2) it will charge my attack, so that if I release the button at the right time, the slash of my scimitar will do lots of extra damage. The trouble is, he's doing the same thing, and we're both losing health at about the same rate. In fact, I'm about to die!

Hurriedly, I pause the game and try to find a health potion in my inventory. While looking around in there, I realize that I also still should have Armageddon's Blade, an epic weapon that I received for completing the main storyline all those years ago. I drink the potion, unpause, and run away from the ghostly warrior to give myself time to search for the sword. I'll also have to ensure that I'm suitably fireproof so that I don't kill myself as well when activating the sword's epic power.

Somehow I end up in a village with a friend of mine, a girl, accompanying me. While I'm talking to some NPCs, she sets off to do a different quest. The NPC remarks upon her departure, saying in a commiserating tone of voice that "women are ever unfaithful." Irked by his sexism, I try to explain that women are people too, and this one just happens to be busy at the moment: "There are only ten slots in our inventory, and we're each trying to do about twenty quests at the same time," I say.

Circumlocution

I'm hanging out with my dad's friend's son, whose father is there as well. The father makes a casual remark that I respond to at face value--then I realize that between the lines, he was actually saying that his son is gay and he thinks I ought to start going out with him. Apparently he thinks I'm gay as well. I'm impressed that he can say this much without actually saying any of it outright: it's the only logical interpretation of his comment. [I can't remember the exact wording of the comment, but presumably it wouldn't make as much sense in waking life anyway.] I add something to my previous response, hopefully making clear that now I understand his second meaning and I'm actually not interested in guys. The son does indeed interpret it that way and hurriedly responds, "That's fine." I suppose he probably feels a bit uncomfortable about his dad's attempt at matchmaking.

Previous hours:
Feb 20, 0:00-8:31
Feb 21, 3:40-8:30
Feb 22, 0:25-8:33; frag: doing touristy stuff

I had much greater recall, but as soon as i got up from bed most of my recall just vanished for no reason... bizarre...

I only can recall exploring some landscape, searching for something. There was some snowy land and also volcanic place of sorts.

#1 - The Red Night [Non-Lucid]

I was helping someone, I think it was my old friend S, play a video game where you run around at night looking for stuff and I told him he was near the end. I had him look up into the sky to see if a shimmering star was there and it was, so I told him to stare at it and he was transported to a map where there was a red moon and red and black clouds in the night sky (a possible 11eyes reference?), and he had to fight some enemy wielding either a scythe or some kind of sword, it's hard to remember exactly now....

I have been thinking way too much about scythes too, so this was probably inevitable lol. But can you blame me? They're so sexy.

#2 - Just Like Old Times [Non-Lucid]

I was with my other old friends D and M, who were pretty much best friends until M had to move away in middle school, and I was playing some racing that game that I think I perceived like Mario Kart but was actually on foot. I was just trying to get through these really demented maps that resembled some sort of dark factory combined with the inside of some huge animal. (If you've ever played Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, think the inside of the fish.) Beyond that, all I really remember of the game was that the goal was to save my friends, but I'm not sure who those friends were. I looked over from my bed at one point and saw that D and M had gotten tired and fell asleep on each other, and I thought they looked really cute and was happy they got to hang out again after so long. And that's the last thing I remember before I woke up.

I think I probably could've gone back to bed and had another dream, but we've got company coming over today so I had to get up and clean the house some. Oh well, next time.

We were at a place that resembled Hot Topic, but it wasn't a store, it was the home of a race, a race that horded mainly magical objects. I was there with Kyle and another boy, perhaps Tristan or Linkster, and some others may have been with us at some point.
The "people" living there, though human in appearance, were certainly something else, something alien. They started out as hospitable as could be, but quickly proved to be manipulative and devious. They would not let us leave.
We had to fight our way out, or rather, I did. Kyle and friend made it outside and I then proceeded to make several trips back to retrieve our belongings as well as some others that looked useful. Kyle had a huge pile of what appeared to be trading cards which the race's leader had taken, presumably because of their magical properties, and the stupid things took me two trips to save. Kyle was relieved to see them, but he was being too useless for me to care.

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A child needed to be created. In a bathtub was a clear liquid in which he would be born. Next to it were two loofahs, one of which contained the DNA of the parents, and one of which contained unknown DNA. I placed both into the tub, but nothig happened. A young man who was with me stepped into the tub. I knew him, but I don't believe I've ever seen him before in my life. He knew, apparently, how this worked, and had Will step into the tub with him. I closed the curtain, because often in dreams what keeps things from working is that I'm staring at them. A few seconds later though, Will told me to open the curtain, that I had to see it. I did, and before my eyes a child of about four was growing out of nowhere. It was amazing to watch. Another few moments of this and it was finished. A strong little blonde boy stood there in the tub. The young man said that he was made from four different people's DNA, but that he was to be my brother.

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I can fly. I can always fly. It's my favorite thing to do. In a field with my friends I was demonstrating my skill, and trying to teach them.

I was at this place that was kind of like an amusement park and arcade combined. Pretty sure it had a dinosaur theme. I walked outside ofthe area I was in and saw this iPad filled crane game. It was 50 dollars to play, but I did it anyway. I won one on my first try.