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Technique: SSILD.

Lucid?: Nope.

I was sitting near a pool, at a hotel on a tropical island. Sitting next to me was someone who I can only describe as an old man that looked very much like Lord Commander Mormont from Game of Thrones. (http://www.rpforum.de/wordpress/wp-c...rmont-1024.jpg)

Then we were hit by a sandstorm. Everyone began to panic. A man who I can only describe as looking very much like Goldmember from Austin Powers , tried to help us to safety. (http://timeswampland.files.wordpress...photos_232.jpg)

He told us to follow him. He started jumping across rooftops, and I followed. He led us into a bar. It had several pool tables. There was a girl standing next to one, looking very scared.

Then out of nowhere, the old man slammed her head down onto the table. The other guy picked up a pool cue, ready to fight me.

That's all I remember. Pretty wierd stuff

Was pretty close to DILD.

Dream 1:

I was watching something on YouTube and it suddenly stopped working. I refreshed the page and there was an update notice, looking through the only change was the removal of mechanism that saves position in video on closing the tab, and the change was made for some really stupid reason(but i can't recall what exactly). Also for some reason it mentions that YouTube account with the name of one of my alternative internet nicknames is getting pretty popular.
Suddenly i wake up in the bed, my body seems to be rather screwed up in weird way for some reason, so i start thinking that something's not right, but as soon as i try to do an RC, dream ends and i wake up.

Looking that it's a bit too early i memorize recall and go back to sleep.

Dream 2:

This dream was pretty long, consisting of playing some adventuring video game with top-down view and searching for some 'mysterious information' as i called it in dream, i don't recall much else about first half of it. I recall wandering player character around some forest area, it was more of a forest maze than normal forest, also it looked more autumn-like. I found some of 'mysterious information' and it was saying something about Game Maker files and something else i don't remember.
After that there was another area full of giant mantises and i had to move player character to avoid them. I was having hard time mostly because area had really bizarre collision detection problems up to possibility of moving character to the outside of area without actually leaving the area. Mantises were randomly spawning everywhere though, but after a few restarts i eventually found the right way.
Suddenly i was in the game by myself and the game itself is now 3D as well. I was in some canyon with some military bunkers. Seems like i am being instead of player character and an actual player is giving me hints through some radio device. He says to look for a cave. I go around the canyon and notice that bunkers have stationary rocket launchers in them. I decide to play around a bit and use rocket launcher to blow up another bunker. The explosion sound reminds me of half-life. Shortly i get annoying by 'player' on why i am not searching for cave, so i say 'fine' and i shortly find the cave.
It is very dark in there, but i have no problem navigating through. It gets very mazey from this point and there seems to be alot of 'walk through' walls, also it starts somewhat resembling a tomb of sorts. Soon i end up in an area where the only path through is to jump between masses of sand that float over the void. As i jump onto one of those masses, it starts slowly falling. I had no problems with jumping for a while, gone halfway through area, but there seems to be pretty long distance for the next jump. I almost fail it, but i notice another mass of sand that is a bit lower and i manage to change direction mid-jump right enough to grab onto that mass. I get onto it, and some jumps later i am on the other side of the area, dream ends shortly.

Either way, my recall seems to be back once again!

I was about to transition into a WILD, but someone wanted to get a little frisky with me

I woke up remembering a dream in more detail than ever before, unfortunately i forgot it as i was about to write it.

All I remember was that it was a dream where relatively everyday things were going on, just my regular life, bt a bit more interesting. i'll edit this if i remember it.

haven't been at my laptop for a few days, and have a few fragments to post. dream recall starting to improve

-dreamt I was in my bathroom, looking in the mirror and i had some weird beard/mustache of some sort. It literally looked like a clump of hair was glued onto my head. I then inspected my teeth for some reason. about 4 hours after waking up I realised that I had 2 rows of teeth, sort of like a shark i guess, but only because they are the only creatures with several rows of teeth that i know

-sort of like a false awakening i guess, didnt realise until i woke up though. I had messaged someone on twitter and they hadnt replied. When i thought I had woken up, i checked my phone and had 3 replies. only later did I realise that the 3 replies arrived at different times, with the first being 2 seconds ago, the 2nd being 5 seconds and the 3rd being 10 seconds. weir because they should be in the other order, but made sense in the order they were in.
checked my phone when i woke up, i never had received a reply.

Although fragments, I'm starting to remember these fragments in more detail.

Monday, 2/18/13 Bed 11:50pm - 6:25am Water before bed and each time I woke up

DR1 - 2:30am - Modding, participating in some online competition involving clicking on radio buttons. I know I'll lose, because my connection is not good at the moment and my clicks don't register, or register with delay. (My PC was slow today IWL, because I was running a virus check)

DR2 - 4:14am - This was a long dream, but I probably didn't wake up from it on time and all I can remember is me being with some kid in some room higher in a building.

DR3 - 6:25am - I'm looking out kitchen balcony. It's sunny, seems like noontime, but I know it's midnigt. A guy just pulled up with some kind of a small trailer and he is unloading his power tools. He is about to build a fence for a neighbour.

I yell at him, if he lost his mind to make such a noise at midnight, and to knock it off immediatelly. He just brushes me off. My dad wakes up all angry and he is going outside to yell at the guy. But instead, he is telling him that he can't just put pilons into the ground, he need some concrete. I'm just so upset that I can't sleep because of the noise.

02-19-2013 -- Find myself on the road, driving to some sort of job interview, I think. The area is one I've driven through in a dream halfway recently, though I can't specifically place it. Anyway, some black lady is trying to direct me into the parking lot of a strip mall, and for some reason I don't want to go where she points me, so I make a left turn into a different strip mall, then turn around and try to exit ... only to find myself facing the same black lady trying to direct me. I think it is President Palmer's ex-wife from 24 (which I watched 8 hours of last night.)

So I find myself facing this woman, and there is somebody else in the car as well, who is now driving, and he ignores her and drives right over to somebody else, who he knows. We're not supposed to do this, but he knows her well enough to get away with it, and it seems we are somehow here for interviews for some sort of salesman position, and I know it wouldn't be a good fit for me, so I just decide to leave.

I cross the street to the strip mall I was trying to get to in the first place, and find myself near an older couple (they kind of remind me of Bob and Virginia, friends from the Adventurers Club) who are arguing about something. Then I find myself getting some kind of injection of some sort of prescription drug or something, except things shift almost immediately to getting some sort of additive for my oil.

They are telling us we add this additive, then immediately change the oil, which seems to defeat the point of putting in an additive. Then they clarifying that it is very important that we change the oil very quickly afterward ... within no more than 300,000 miles, maximum. This seems really odd. Meanwhile, one of the other people looking for work here looks like Kensei from Heroes, and is trying to empty out some junk from his wallet into a trash can, but he also loses a few credit cards and things.

He is reaching into the trashcan to retrieve them, but he can't actually see them. But I can, so I am directing him, and I eventually let him know he got all of them, and then notice that he also threw away a bunch of my full-color business cards, which is kind of depressing.

I walk out of there to find myself out in a sort of field or plain, where people are just walking around, and some people are selling balloon figures. But they aren't twisting them to order for people, but have them already twisted, and lined up in long rows of maybe 30 or 40 figures. Caught from the right angle, where you just see the edge of one balloon after another, yet can't see the whole figure, they look very colorful, yet abstract, and I decide I have to take some pictures of them, so I pull out a camera and start snapping.

But even though I am taking wide-angle photos of the long rows of balloons, some people think I am taking pictures of them, and are objecting and making a fuss, and really kind of annoying me! Somebody gets a little more annoyed, and I find myself being shoved through a large wooden door by somebody who seems to be Nina from 24.

Everything switches completely, and the wooden door is the door leading to a train platform that I've dreamed about many times before, and after Nina has shoved against it so hard, I manage to grab it and stop it right before it slams into some sort of railroad bigwig. So we're talking to the bigwigs, while Nina is chained up, and there is some little black kid there. We're talking about how I am taking Nina in, and the train bigwigs are not very bright, so the discussion is kind of comical.

At least it is until Nina manages to somehow break her chains, and starts to flail around. I still have her wrapped in my arms, and manage to hold her for several seconds, then she manages to break free my grip, as well. She grabs the little black kid as a hostage, and dives out of the front of the train, where she falls under it, and everybody assumes she is killed.

I'm worried about the kid, but the bigwigs are asking "What kid?" They didn't see any kid. It turns out the kid was a ghost that only Nina and I could see, and her trying to take him as a hostage obviously did her no good. But unlike everybody else, I somehow know she isn't dead, but that she just grabbed on to the under-carriage of the train, and is still with us. I'll have to face her again at the end of the line ... a place where three train crossing meet, that I've dreamed of many times before, that seems to be where the train tracks crossed Beach Blvd in Buena Park.

02-19-2013 -- I find myself in the backstage elevator I know from past dreams, riding down to enter the Adventurers Club. When the elevator lets me off, it is at the regular elevator spot, on the Zebra Mezzanine. I step out, and run into a couple of the cast members. I think Graham is doing Fletcher, and is glad to see me. Kristian is doing Hathaway, and is producing that slightly smarmy sort of vibe where I don't think he likes me, but he deals with it by just gently poking fun at me, and it doesn't really bother me. Then Joe (pre-surgery) as Graves walks up to me, greets me kind of warmly (something like "It's nice to see you again, Sir,"), and shakes my hand.

Then something distracts him mid-shake, and he turns away and leaves me holding his right arm. His real, live, right arm. He walking away, and I'm calling after him, asking "Graves ... Graves ... do you think you might still need this?" But he's disappeared through one of the staff doors, so I'm left carrying his arm.

I'm walking counter-clockwise around the mezzanine, and downstairs, somebody is calling out for Graves, asking him to give them a hand, and each time they do, his arm raises up in my hand and waves excitedly, but there's not much else it can do without its own body. I glance down, and oddly, the bar is over where the Treasure Room usually is. Eventually Graves arrives there (sans arm) right as I reach the stairwell and start down.

I am going down the stairs with my right hand on the banister, and my left hand holding Joe's arm, and it is kind of feeling in front of itself like a blind man might. There are people coming up the stairs at the same time, and Graves' arm ends up feeling up the chests of the women, who for some reason find the freshness from a disembodied arm to be hilarious. Meanwhile, it seems Joe can still feel whatever his arm is touching, and he is making comments like "Oh, that's nice," and "I've got to do this more often." Everybody just roars with laughter.

Things shift, and Graves has his arm back, and I am relaxing in the Main Salon, while many of the performers are just mingling with people and chatting. Then soon they start to seat a show (I think it is a treasure room show), and I end up wandering over to the desk in the stairwell, and sitting down to do a little writing. I know I am dreaming, and I find it to be a very nice dream, and I want to write it down, while I can still remember it really well.

I'm trying to write it down on an envelope, but there are already several other dreams written on it, so I'm having trouble finding any room, and am having to write bits of it down here, there, and everywhere. Will make it hard to keep track of when it comes time to transfer it to the computer. Meanwhile, I know I am dreaming, but I am enjoying the dream enough that I'm not trying to change anything, but just enjoying it as it is.

A maid who I don't actually recognize walks by, and makes a couple of comments, and I explain I am writing down this dream, so I won't forget it (and wondering if I will wake up to find it already written down, or if I will have to write it down again in the real world.) I find myself wondering where the other female performers are, because I've seen most of the men, but only the one woman, and I don't know her.

Then I hear another voice, and I recognize it ... Jennifer. But I turn around, and she isn't in a Club costume. Instead she is in a really short (at both ends) red dress and a black wig. She is explaining to some others that she is in training for a new role, and has a couple of days left to go in that training. She has a very strong Betty Boop vibe going on, but she also has a very obvious, strong (fake) Flintstones five o-clock shadow going on, that makes the role a cross between Betty Boop, Betty Rubble, and oddly enough, Barney Rubble.

Meanwhile, one of the cast members in the Main Salon is making some sort of comment about how the Club closed down years ago, but urging us all to attend and participate in ConGaloosh, and I'm thinking how I'd love to, if I could afford it, but ....

Another of those dream shifts, and I find myself at some sort of after-Club party somewhere. I think Jennifer brought me along, and everybody is chatting, and somebody is asking why I am here, and I am still trying to properly explain the thing with Graves' arm, and this being a dream. Jennifer wants to take me aside to talk for a few minutes, but before she gets the chance, somebody else grabs her, and I end up taking a seat on a sofa to wait for her, then I wake up. (And do have to write the dream down again, since doing so in the dream didn't carry through to the real world. Pity. 8-D )

Dreamed: 19.2.13, Written: 19.2.13

Another lucid dream last night. I don't remember how I became aware. I think I tried looking at my hands, and did other things to try and make things clearer but failed.

i have most of my lucid dreams that i can post on here when i get the time to post them. this dj of mine on here will only have my lucid dreams because i wont be able to find the time to post all my dreams. i have about 4 to 5 LD's a month now. i hope you all will enjoy reading them once i get them posted.

Sleep – 10:30pm
Wake ups – 3:35am, 7:10am
Finial wake up – 9:40am
WBTB – 3:35am-3:55am

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Not-Dream

- My brother and his girlfriend had just broken up. I can’t remember why but I had to go to where my brother’s ex-girlfriend worked. She worked at a pharmacy.
When I entered the shop I knew that this was going to be awkward. She was sitting at the front desk that was right in front of the door. As soon as she saw me she stood up and started crying. I went over to her to try and calm her down. The doors opened behind me and a few of my brothers friends walked in. They started calling her names and then left after a few minutes.
She started crying more so I spent the next few minutes trying to make her feel better. When she stopped crying she gave me two USBs from her pocket. She said that one was for my brother and the other was for me. I got confused by this but accepted them.
I then left the shop and got in a car. It had been snowing a lot recently and the roads were really icy. Someone else was driving the car instead of me. They started driving towards school which took us up a massive hill. It took us ages to get up the hill because of the ice. When we arrived at school I got out of the car and looked down. In the snow nearby I saw a blue USB that belonged to my brother. I walked over and picked it up. I then headed straight inside and went to an office. When I got there I saw that it belonged to my brother.
I opened the door and went inside. I was expecting my brother to be in there but he wasn’t. I placed the USB that his ex-girlfriend gave me for him and the blue one on his desk and then left. I went to the room next door which as the resource centre and sat at a table with a couple other people.
Sat at the table were Jake, Tom, Preston and Joe. We were all talking about how the ID we had to wear around our necks weren’t printed properly. I looked down at mine and saw that the printing on it was wonky and that most of the writing was missing. Some of the picture of me was also cut off. Everyone else’s ID were equally bad quality.
I saw my brother walk past the door and into his office. I stood up and walked to the door. On my way out I heard Joe say “Wow, John is really trying to push the whole Mayan thing.” I walked through the door and into my brother’s office. I found him sitting at his desk looking at the two USBs on his desk. I told him that I found the blue USB outside on the floor and the other one was from his ex-girlfriend. He got annoyed at that.

- Me and another guy were walking through a forest along a dirt path. We see a guy sitting on a tree stump nearby but chose to ignore him. He was wearing a blue hood with strange symbols on it over his head. He also had a mask that covered his whole face except his right eye. I noticed that as we walked by him, he stood up and started walking the same way as us. After a couple of minutes we concluded that he was following us so we decided to confront him. We stop, turn around and walk up to him. We ask him why he is following us. He doesn’t say a thing. Instead he pulls out a gun. He shoots the guy next to me a couple of times and he falls to the ground. He then turns the gun on me and shoots me 3 times in the stomach. I somehow still have the strength to turn around and run away. I get about 3 meters away from him until he shoots me a couple more times and I fall to the ground.

I live in an unfamiliar apartment building. The hallways and elevators are very complicated. It's easy to get lost and disoriented. I'm riding the elevator, which is a huge freight elevator. Everything seems to be made of industrial cast iron, painted a gaudy pale blue. On the elevator are two young women, Asian, about my age. They are chatting with each other about nothing in particular. When we reach the bottom, there's an Asian man who is delivering furniture. One of the girls asks the delivery man when her oven will arrive. She seems upset because it's late. The man says today is Monday and it won't arrive until Wednesday. The problem is that the building is complicated and it slows down deliveries. I don't interact. I'm just observing.

I leave this scene and walk to a different part of the building, getting lost. I walk up a staircase. I pass by a guy. Blond hair and athletic with a backpack. He says hello and says we should get a beer another time. Okay, nice guy. I wonder through the hallways, trying to find my apartment.

I finally find my apartment. Anne is my roommate. She is very pregnant. She is wearing a black dress. Very sharp yet still appropriate for a pregnant woman. Just outside our apartment, there is a hipster-looking guy with a beard. He gets the attention of several tenants around him. He announces that he posted a bunch of photos on facebook of our building so that people will become more familiar with it and not be confused. This seems to please the crowd, which has somehow filled the hallways to standing-room-only.

The hallway is open to the outside and we can see across the street, there is a sports field. A small one, like a high school football field with a few grandstands. The mob in the apartment hallway becomes rowdy and we start doing things people do in the stands of a stadium. We do the wave, stomp the ground, chant, sing songs, and use noisemakers. It's fun for a while but I'm tiring of it. I just want to get to my apartment and find some quiet. I'm also concerned about Anne. I hope she's okay in this mob of people.

I'm walking up the stairs of a tall building. It's a shaky metal staircase, like a fire escape. When I reach the top, the character Frank Costanza (from Seinfeld) is running around the room collecting flares. And then he's fighting with another guy. I help him. Then he and I start walking back down the stairs.

Then suddenly it's my mother instead (groan). She asks me if I am divorced. I say I was never married. She warns me not to join a gang. I say I'm too old to even consider that. I'm annoyed that she would even think to ask these things. Then she says she's pregnant. I'm initially shocked but try not to reveal it. Horrified, really. I do my best to act congratulatory without judging.

I'm with Jason, a childhood friend, but we are adults. We start at the SAV house. My recall is poor. I recall going shopping and changing clothes many times. Then I am driving Jason home. As we arrive, we says he wants to got to K-mart first. I say I know where one is but it's far out of the way. And why would we go there anyway? I'm annoyed. He really wants to go so I take him. I change clothes again but I have nothing clean to wear so I reuse a shirt I wore earlier. It is a button-up shirt, blue with black and dark blue vertical stripes. Jason snarkily points out that I'm wearing a dirty shirt. I'm annoyed.

I'm in a room full of my coworkers. Everyone is in formal business dress. It seems we are on retreat. I wander in and around this building. There are tourists. This part of the dream is hazy. I think I walked back and forth through a hallways looking for a particular room.

I walk up a staircase and rejoin my coworkers. Everyone sits. The boss stands at front and begins to give us an inspirational talk. But it quickly turns to frustration and desperation. He says he's tired of hearing criticism from the board about all of us. He distributes a handout of several pages stapled. The top page is a deep red. The rest are white. The pages have emails from the board about us. The very first one is about me. It says I'm unproductive and waste time and cost too much to pay.

I am annoyed but I realize that the emails are just personal attacks and not really constructive. I think this is the point the boss was trying to make. That the board don't know what they are talking about, just trying to cover their own by attacking us personally. He says we're going to have a fresh start tomorrow. He dismisses everyone. Everyone else heads to the door, making conversation. Instead, I reach for my laptop out of my bag. I find a quiet room and plug it in. I want to start working right away.