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Date: December 27 ||| Time Block: 9:00 AM to 11:30 PM ||| Length: 3 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up by alarm at 8, fell back asleep till I woke up automatically at 9, went to the bathroom and got a drink of water, got back in bed, rested on my back for about an hour repeating the "and now and then" phrase, gave up on that and rested on my stomach, not using any methods except keeping in mind to, when in a lucid, "think, feel, hear, see", to stabilize my dream from the start.

Summary: was in a regular dream, but then looked to the right at a fence with vines on it; was wanting very intently for a ladybug to appear where I was staring (I was testing something); it didn't, so I let my gaze just wander, but froze when I saw a ladybug a few feet away on a flower. Knowing intuitively that it was my thought that caused it to come, I was thinking of other things to will into existence, and the thought of bees passed my mind; I figured that might get dangerous, though, so I decided not to, but just then a lone bee flew past me; excited, I did the same thing with an apple on a tree nearby; and, suddenly, I realized that I must be dreaming, and became lucid; quickly trying to remember by catch phrase, I fumbled for a second or two, and then started with step 1, which was the "think" part; this meant to repeat the "and now and then" phrase to increase my lucidity, and when I did so, I remember the scene becoming much clearer, and the dream stabilizing; I then saw a wild boar a few feet in front of me, and hurriedly jumped into the air and began to fly in an attempt to escape it; I had a few more seconds of dreaming, before I woke up, being chased by it even in the air; I woke up, did a quick reality check just to make sure I was awake, and then went downstairs rather quickly; but on reaching the bottom floor, I realized that I'd just zipped down the stairs in less than a second, and it struck me that I must still be dreaming; I became lucid for about 1 second, before waking up yet again; this time, knowing that my test just a half minute earlier had failed, I twisted my pointer finger over my middle finger on *both* of my hands, forcefully, and to my further surprise, I discovered I was yet again still in a dream; to my disappointment, I woke up a few seconds later, and this time finally genuinely.

Date: December 20 ||| Time Block: 12:45 PM to 3:45 PM ||| Length: 3 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, watched Davey downstairs for about an hour while on the iPad, got back in bed, was resting on my back while repeating the "Am I aware? Am I awake?" phrase.

Summary: was in a regular dream, but then became lucid for short time, out of the blue it seemed; checked if I could see my nose with one eye closed, (as this is one of the reality checks), and I could (i.e. the reality check didn't work); woke up after a few seconds, before I was able to really do anything.

Date: December 19 ||| Time Block: 12:15 PM to 2:30 PM ||| Length: 5 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, watched Davey in bed for about two hours while on the iPad, got back in bed, was resting in different positions while thinking of LD memory and trying various methods lightly.

Summary: was in a regular dream, but then became lucid for short time when noticing oddities; felt as though still lying in bed, but heard music very realistically and loudly, corresponding to actual songs; was controlling the music, playing notes just by willing them to be played; felt some anxiety when I couldn't move my body, and imagined there being somebody who could potentially come into my room; also, was not getting enough air because my mouth was pressed up by the pillow, yet I couldn't control my breathing rate to make up for it.

Date: December 14 ||| Time Block: 12:30 PM to 2:30 PM ||| Length: 5 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, went on the computer for about two hours, got back in bed, was resting on my back while thinking of LD memory and methods and visualizing things lightly.

Account:

I was lying on my back, and had been unsuccessful in falling asleep for a long time. (mostly because I was trying a new method, which involved lots of visualization)

After a period of unconsciousness, I remember regaining my awareness, and then hearing a very loud and peculiar engine sound, like that of an airplane. As I listened to it intently and tried to remember it, I became more awake and I heard the sound fading into the real sounds of the fan and cars outside. I know it wasn't real because of its oddness, its loudness, and its fading away so quickly.

A little disappointed that it ended so quickly, I tried to rest my mind again and fall back asleep. The next thing I remember was hearing the notes of a piano, from pieces that I've heard in real life. I think it was actually one of the songs in my playlist, when I first noticed it. Then the music changed, (I think I was actually controlling it to some extent), but it wasn't getting replayed quite right. It then switched to a third song, which I remember specifically (Spanish Caravan by George Winston). Here, I listened very carefully to the notes, comparing it to what I remembered/the actual notes that I was conceptualizing alongside what I was "hearing". I remember noticing that the notes were somewhat sloppy, and that instead of having frequent ups and down, it sort of smoothed them out, and turned the part I heard into a more uniform downward scale.

What I was hearing then changed to a song with vocals. I remember hearing the vocals in my head, as if from headphones or something, and I realized this would be a good time to try to get these sounds to change into a full-fledged dream. Concentrating all of my mind on the vocals, I heard their intensity rise and fall, and after a few seconds they surged louder and I felt myself being drawn into an actual dream, as the vocals became more real-sounding and it sounded like a person was actually singing to the right of me. Trying to get into it, I wasn't quite able to, and I was disappointed when the noises settled down and it was quiet again.

Getting up, disappointed, I went back onto my computer. Opening up Firefox, I continued reading through the pages I had open. I don't remember exactly what I was reading, but I know that at least one tab involved lucid dreaming, and another involved cooking items such as pots, in a list with pictures. Standing up, and looking ahead at the wall, I suddenly had the idea to do a reality check (I think I may have noticed something fishy). I tried bending my middle finger over my pointer finger, and the moment I did so, I knew I was in a dream, because it felt very strange and it didn't go over completely. Thinking to myself something very much along the lines of, "Oh my goodness, this is still a dream!", I suddenly noticed the absurdities in the scene before me. My bedroom door was stretched out behind the table in front of me, and a second table was stretched out to the right of me.

A little bewildered by the doorway's odd orientation, I switched between looking with my left and right eye, and as I did so, it switched between two orientations, as some kind of overlay on the wall. Not sure if trying to go through it would work, I starting turning to my right, but as I did, I remembered that I should try stabilizing my dream ahead of time, to keep myself from waking up. Remembering that people mentioned it can help to hold one arm with the opposite hand, I moved my left hand and pressed it against my right upper arm. Feeling that my t-shirt was blocking it, I tried putting my hand into the arm of my shirt, but I was struggling because it was sticking to my arm somewhat. I got it in after a few seconds, and I felt as it made my arm cold. I continued turning to the right, but to my dismay, my vision was beginning to fade, and my movement was slowing. Racing to keep myself in it, regardless I wasn't fast enough, and I awoke to the sounds of the fan and the cars. But my fingers still felt as though they overlapped, so I moved them apart, (and did one more reality check), and finally went downstairs and gave up.

Date: November 17 ||| Time Block: 10:15 AM to 10:50 AM ||| Length: 5 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, went downstairs for about two hours, got back in bed, was simply resting on my left side.

Account:

I had another lucid dream this morning, this time accidentally. I had been downstairs for about two hours, playing Settlers of Catan and watching Davey, and I came back up to take a nap. I considered trying to have a lucid dream, but I decided not to, since I was going to be studying afterwards and I wanted to get enough rest. So I lay down, on my left side, and just let my mind wander like I normally do.

At some point within the next 35 minutes, I found myself playing a game on the iPad (Graal Era), and thinking I was awake, or at least not realizing I was dreaming. But then I noticed I could hear a rustling sound from the speakers. And then, faint voices. So I figured it must be an in-game chat system, like some of the other multiplayer games have. I wanted to turn it off, though, so I tried using the iPad's volume buttons. They didn't work, but I remembered I had Guided Access on, so I tried turning it off. I triple-clicked the home button, but, as in real life sometimes, it didn't respond. So I held down the Power and Home buttons, to reset the device and get it working again. And that's when I noticed I was bending it, and realized that I must be in a dream!

At first it was a bit overwhelming, because at that moment the world seemed so real, as real as it does right now. I was very excited; so much so that my vision faded out, and all I could see was grey! Frantically trying to get back into it, I starting rubbing my hand together, and I felt as they tingled and sensed each others' warmth. Having stabilized my dream somewhat, I tried to visualize myself back into a scene, and I remember seeing, as I did this, something like a path in front of me, that was made up of alternating formations of grey lights. I don't remember actually seeing the room as it appeared, but I got back into it somehow. I then started walking, almost running, out of my bedroom, thinking of what I could do next. But then, as I neared the door, I noticed a mirror to my right on the wall.

Now this was very cool, since I don't remember ever seeing a mirror in my dreams before, and I wanted to see if I would have the same general experiences with it as other lucid dreamers have had. At first, I stood in front of it and tried to see myself, but my head in the mirror kept glitching back to the bottom, so that all I could see was my hair! It was like this for a few seconds, but I finally forced my face to appear, and began to look at it very closely. The first thing I noticed was that my face was a little obscure, i.e. bent at a strange angle. I tried to make the image more clear by moving my head, but my face in the mirror only matched my movements partially, and as I continued to watch it, it slowly morphed. I could start to see my teeth, and my mouth kept getting larger, to the point where it made up a third of my whole face. It looked very much like one that's been distorted in an image editor.

I tried looking at my eyes more closely, and they definitely had that look of aliveness to them. I could see my eyebrows and the muscles of my face, and I remember thinking to myself that "it's all there", in that they seemed to match up with how I tried moving them. I could see, for example, the tenseness of my lower eyelid correspond with my sensed facial expression. My last observation before waking up was that, although I could pretty clearly see the area right around my eyes, nose, and mouth, the rest of my face was pretty lifeless, like an artificial skin wrap or something. That's the last I remember before finding myself in bed.

One funny thing about after I woke up is that even though I could feel myself in bed, it felt like I was upside down in it, with my head towards the doorway and my feet towards the window. It was strange, because I felt myself to be in one direction, but I knew that I was in another. This has happened a few times before when I've been resting, but it's neat that it can also come from lucid dreaming.

Correctional Facility

[There's a bit of sort-of-lucidity right at the end of this dream, but not enough that I'm willing to call it lucid.]

One of my housemates lends me one of those red-light scanners through the bars separating our cells. I try to use it to give her ID card administrator access through the prison. From the instructions on the scanner's status display, I'm supposed to scan her card first, then scan the device that will grant her access privileges. Suddenly I notice that a guard is coming down the hall with some new prisoners. I have all sorts of illicit papers and devices spread on the floor of my cell, so I just try to lie casually on top of them as the group passes. Thankfully, the administrator doesn't notice. I scan a few more cards, but then I notice I've lost track of my friend in the confusion. I get up and walk down the center aisle of the bus, looking around at the people in the seats. Eventually, I find her [though she's a different housemate now], but the seats near her are taken, so I just grab a random empty seat a few rows farther back.

I'm nervous. This bus is taking us to a correctional facility, where we will atone for our crimes. I know it is the morally correct thing to do, but I'm worried that my time here will interfere with my studies at college.

The bus pulls to a stop in front of my old elementary school. It's almost dark out, and it's drizzling. Everyone seems to be heading around the side of the school, so I follow them. Then I realize there was a fork in the sidewalk a few steps back, and not everyone went the same way I did. But then someone shouts at those other people that they're going the wrong way. We're led into a nearby building with modern architecture (i.e. lots of windows) and up to the second floor. In the hallway up there, I see a number of doors with slots for access cards, and I'm very tempted to test my card on it to see if my earlier experiment worked. But there might be guards nearby, and I'm not sure I'd even be able to recognize one if I saw one. Maybe I'll get a chance to test my card sometime in the next few days, when I have a moment alone. But what if they chaperone bathroom trips? I might never get a chance!

I realize that I'm not carrying my backpack of stuff. What happened to it? Looking around, I notice one of the plainclothes guards is carrying a lot of luggage for the new inmates, including my backpack. I wonder if it would be polite for me to volunteer to take it back, or if he's carrying it because I'm actually not allowed to have any of my stuff right now. I decide not to ask.

After a bit more walking, I reach a big auditorium, where everyone is taking a seat. I sit towards the back. Once almost everyone is seated, the facility workers start explaining things to us. They start going through a list of attendance. One heavyset man with glasses and salt-and-pepper stubble names a person who is supposed to be here, because he was summoned no less than 351 days ago. The auditorium takes a collective gasp at that. There's no set time by which you have to answer a summons, but waiting that long is shockingly rude. Perhaps that person doesn't intend to answer for his crimes at all.

They start going down a list of attendance, but they are interrupted only five names in by one of the new inmates. "None of those people are here; we're all from Bus 84." Apparently Bus 85 got delayed somewhere. Clearly most people here know much more about this process than I do; they must have been committed here before.

Suddenly, people start pointing at the ceiling, which is made of glass. Looking up, I see some indistinct dark shapes flying overhead. Is it an air strike? Are we about to be dragged into a war? It's hard to see clearly enough to say if the shapes are dropping bombs, or indeed if they are airplanes at all. Then one of them flies almost right overhead, then dips downward and out of view under the floor. It was shaped a bit like the Millennium Falcon in miniature. No one in the auditorium is moving, but I think we're all wondering whether we should be running for cover.

The ship shoots upward again past the windows on the opposite side of the room, as if it has looped underneath us. It arches over the ceiling, then drops below view on the other side again, closer to the building than it was before. Has the pilot lost control? What's happening here? The ship shoots into view again, loops over the ceiling--and crashes straight down through the room about fifty feet from where I'm sitting.

One of the wardens shouts, "Good lord!" but they still don't seem to be moving. I guess they're just shocked. Well, damned if I'll be waiting for them. I run for the doors as the building begins to shake underneath me. Some other inmates are ahead of me, but when I reach the exit, there's no hallway: it's just a straight drop three or four stories to the ground. And the entire room is tilting, sliding, falling towards the concrete below. If this were real life, there's no way I would survive this.

I jump out of the door and land on the highway with traffic coming toward me. It's daytime now. I jump on top of the first car, then jump to the second, and continue jumping my way down the line. This is ridiculous, though, so I obtain a motorcycle from somewhere, mount it, then activate the jet engines. This is fun, but I still have to dodge traffic coming straight toward me. I bounce the motorbike into the air and activate the transformation into a sort of metal hang glider. [Interestingly, I don't think the transformation sequence had any visuals, I just sort of imagined that it was happening in an abstract sort of way.] Then the glider's jet engines kick in, and I shoot above the treetops and continue on my way.

Now that I'm out of danger, I pull out my cell phone and dial 911 to report the incident at the correctional facility. As I wait for the dispatcher to answer, I'm gliding over a grass field between two roads. There's a cute girl walking across the field. Tall, with wavy blond hair and freckles. We smile at each other. I'm about to fly onward when I remember that making out with someone is one of my dream goals! Letting go of the glider, I stumble a bit as I land on the grass behind her. This is a bit of a risk because there might not be enough action to sustain the dream--but if dream goals weren't risky, they wouldn't need to be goals.

"Hey, wait! Come back here!" I call.

She stops and watches me, looking a little defensive. I'm a bit thrown off by the fact that she's a little chubbier than she was before. It's like she's a different person, cute now in a different way. "Um, hi," she says carefully.

"I just want to make out a little." She just stares at me. "Please?"

She's still just staring at me as the dream fades to black and I begrudgingly wake up.

[IRL: Last night, I finally took out my dreaming goals sheet again to pick a few lucid dreaming goals. "Make out with a girl" was NOT one of them, though. Also, I would give a lot to know what crime I committed to be sent to that correctional facility . . . but alas, I cannot remember.]

I've had at least 3 or 4 dreams in the last few weeks where a shaman is teaching me how to make ayahuasca, find psilocybin mushrooms, identify salvia, or make mescaline tea. The shaman is almost shapeless, I don't really see him as a person or anything else, I just know he's there. I don't remember a name either. It's always in the same place: the edge of a grassy field near the woods. There is always a fire and sometimes meditation or drums. We haven't actually used the entheogens in any of the dreams, he just showed me how to make or find them.

Date: September (1-10?) ||| Time Block: ? to ? ||| Length: 10 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3/2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, went downstairs for ? minutes, got back in bed, "Am I conscious?" technique, perhaps others.

Summary: did some experiments (was in room, looked around for strange objects, and moved my head back and forth to notice a deformed door overlay, visible only from certain angle); was listening to conflict on street from apartment, was thinking about it, was worried of explosion reaching apartment, then watching as pieces came over the deck; was in hallway, walking down it, in the dark, while very conscious; saw huge and intricate parade float with TV show characters in it, and hearing them talk.

I had an accidental WBTB this morning, and I'm glad I did! I forgot that my alarm was set for 6:45am, even though I'm off today. And actually, I had woken up about an hour before that, and barely got back to sleep before the alarm went off. So after the 6:45 alarm, I went pee, got some water, messed with my phone a bit, and finally went back to sleep.

As I was gradually waking up again, I had one of those weird DILDs, which were the type of lucid dream that originally got me to seek out DreamViews. It's hard to explain, but what basically happens is that I partially wake up, but I am still dreaming. I can feel myself lying in my bed, but I'm not fully awake. I know I'm still dreaming because there is someone in bed with me in these dreams. Usually in these DILDish type things, I'm making out with a guy. It lasts for a few minutes before I wake up. I knew I was alone irl because Danny fell asleep on the couch last night because he caught a bug or something. Anyway, in this DILD, I could feel myself in my bed, and I was making out with a CHICK haha. She was really pretty with long brown hair, in her 20s or so. She was totally naked too. I know I didn't have much time, so I reached down my pajama pants, and summoned boy parts to form. They obliged me as usual. I was able to start having sex with her for maybe 30 seconds before I woke up.

I rolled over and noticed I was alone in the bed. Poor Danny really passed out on the couch for the whole night. Anyway, I closed my eyes and got the familiar vibrations. I waited for them to wave over me until I was satisfied that I was in a dream. I opened my eyes and was in my usual WILD setting. I got out of bed slowly, always cautious so as not to move my real life body, just in case. I remembered that I had already decided that I just wanted to let this LD do it's own thing, and I wouldn't try to control anything, or summon anything, or attempt a TOTM. I just wanted to see what my subC would make if I just went along with it. So I started for the bedroom door. Then I heard something creepy shuffling behind me. I just caught a glimpse of white fabric moving near the bed, so I bolted out the door. I left the bedroom and walked to the front door then went into the yard. Not much happening there.. just looked like my block, kinda cloudy. Then it looked like someone had turned a dinner switch. I watched as everything went from cloudy and gloomy, to almost night time. I decided to try and make the sun rise. It started to look a bit lighter behind some of the clouds. So then I tried to move the clouds out of the way. Just like the last time I tried something similar in an LD, I could get the clouds to break up a bit, but it never got that light out. So I gave up and went back in the house and into the bathroom and closed the door. I thought about going through the mirror. It The bathroom was nice and well lit. I was wearing my glasses, so I took them off and looked at my eyeball real close in the mirror. The lashes were much longer, and the irises were a sparkly emerald green. Then I heard a knock at on the bathroom door. I thought "Cool, a DC finally!" I opened the door, and standing there in the hall was a young asian girl with long black hair, may 13 years old or so. She was wearing bright colored school clothes, but something about her creeped me out. She didn't talk, but made these kinda slurping noises, like she was constantly drooling and sucking it back into her mouth. I couldn't see her face behind the hair. I was totally having a "The Ring" moment, but I wasn't too scared since I knew I was dreaming. I let her in the bathroom, and she kept with the freaky slurpy sounds, a little growling, and strange vibrating movements (like in that Sober video by tool). Other than that she didn't move, she just stood next to me in front of the mirror, being her creepy ass self. I wondered if I could get rid of her by shoving her through the mirror portal. So I grabbed the back of her neck, and tried to shove her through the mirror. But it was like I really grabbed someone and shoved them into a mirror, because her forehead hit the glass and left a bloody mark on it. Oh jeeeeesus. So I just jumped through the mirror myself to get away from her. I rolled out the other side and ended up right in my bedroom again. Mother fuck. I left the room, went back to the bathroom, and saw the creepy girl still in there. This time, I just shoved her out of the bathroom doorway, then shut and locked the door. Before I could try the mirror again, I woke up.

So if I do nothing in a dream, I end up somewhere with no control over light, and I just end up sitting there in the dark like an idiot. It's more fun if I actually DO something. Oh well, I try the nothing a couple more times, but I'm not all that excited about it.

Anyway, after I woke up from that freaky-deaky dream, I felt vibrations again. This is kinda neat: I was putting a little bit of effort into my breathing while I felt the vibrations, because my nose has been a little congested lately. As the vibrations washed over me, I never stopped breathing like that. I was worried that it would prevent me from flipping over into an LD. But I waited the normal time period of a few seconds as the vibrations strengthened, then opened my eyes. Boom, I was in my WILD environment per normal! Lol, "normal." Anyway, no more bathrooms today, so I got out of bed slowly, left the bedroom and went into the livingroom. Which turned into my parents' family room. I noticed some people talking on the couch, and one of them was a certain DC I have been wanting to hook up with for aaaaaaaages. Thank you Lady Luck!! I marched right up to him and grabbed his arm, then pulled him into the guestroom, which was the closest bedroom to us at the moment. I pulled off his shirt fast, and he was caught in it for a moment You know, like when you pull a shirt over your head, but your arms are still in it haha. We stripped so fast I don't remember how we got naked, a little lucid movie magic perhaps. Anyway, keeping it G, he was on top of me, and we were doing IT for a bit. I looked at his face (so cooooool, there he was, there was his face! I was so giddy), and touched his nose. He has an aquiline nose in real life, and I like it of course. He made a shy expression and looked down so his long black hair blocked my view of his nose. I said "No no, I like it." We kept going for a while, which felt really really good. I didn't want to wake up. But real life was waiting for me on the other side. Siiiiiigh...... and before I woke up, the last thing I remember was the feel of the skin on his butt cheeks in my hands as he was doing you know what to me.

Date: August 22 ||| Time Block: ? to ? ||| Length: 15 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, went downstairs for about 45 minutes, got back in bed, "Am I conscious?" technique (lightly), perhaps others.

Summary: flew freely, high into the sunny sky, up to a skyscraper; noticed a social aspect for the first time (when staring at people); biked down a road in the dark, with the scene pretty realistic; set up tents in a camp, and felt the cold air, and had to walk down the path to another building, as it was getting dark; looked up at the building towering above me, with the sun glistening off its sides, and jumped into the air to take flight, going all the way up to it, and breaking through its walls like one with the powers of a superhero.

Date(date of when I woke up): August 20 ||| Time Block(checked or estimated start and end times of rest period in which it occurred): ? to ? ||| Length(estimated length of time that I was lucid): 10 minutes. ||| Lucidity(how clearly I was thinking and seeing and knew myself to be dreaming): level 3. ||| Entry Type(whether I entered lucidity with renewed consciousness(DILD) or a carried over consciousness(WILD)): DILD ||| Major Methods(what caused my lucidity, either in preparation methods or active methods): WBTB, MILD

Methods: woke up, read about lucid dreaming for about 1 hour, got back in bed, "Am I conscious?" technique, phrase repetition, mental climbing of stairs.

Notes: first lucid dream; flew and hovered freely; great visual depth and shading, with wind blowing leaves of tree, at corner by the new church; had a realistic conversation with Pastor Mike (about real world topics--and remembering what we talked about, and how we concluded!); saw four real people in my dream, dressed the same way as in real life; changed scenes within my lucid dream; saved myself from waking by using the spinning technique; awesome, all around.

Clips: "And then I opened my eyes again, and, wanting to see if I was actually awake, found myself getting out of bed, somewhat naturally, and opening (the now shade-less!) window. I had moved, and opened it up, in what seemed to about 2 seconds, and was amazed as I let myself out the window and found that I was cruise-dropping. I had gained control of my dream, and I knew it 100%! Oh, what an amazing feeling it was as I rose and fell in my beautiful and free environment! […] Anyway, we got into a discussion, (my vision and such was a lot clearer here--I could see the rustling leaves above, the coolness of the environment, and a good amount of depth and shading), and continued to talk as I saw someone to my right trying to move something. It turned out to be Caleb and Drew, who were trying to get a black cabinet thing into the church van, and they were having a lot of trouble. (they kept buckling/bending the wood panels into each other, and pretty much breaking them as they tried to jam it in) […] Anyway, I had a few more seconds of lucid dreaming until I started sensing that my awareness was dropping and I was starting to wake up. I frantically tried to start spinning around, but for some reason my body wouldn't let me—it felt as though I were somewhat restrained in movement. Sadly, my vision continued to fade and I woke up a few seconds later."

1. Standing in the bathroom trying to identify all the plants. One of the plants was had maple leaves and black stems. Then my friend suddenly appeared there and asked me what I was doing and my sister fell out of the ceiling. I felt embarrassed about something and decided that if he asks about it later I'll tell him it was a dream. I didn't even think about if I was dreaming or not.

2. I was watching a dude walking across about 5-10 streets in a place that looks like an area that exists in waking life between Walmart and that guitar store owned by a crazy narcissistic drug dealer. In the dream I thought I was watching a movie, but I was right behind him. Cars randomly came out of nowhere and hit people. I somehow remembered seeing him get hit and thought I knew when it would happen, but he crossed every street safely. He walked in his house and I followed him, still thinking I was watching a movie. Then I suddenly became the dude, who was getting divorced and needed a new house. There was a guy in the house asking what kind of house I wanted. I said I wanted something exactly like it but it needed 28 rooms. He said he can't do that, it has to be either 5 or 30 rooms. Then I said that I wanted it to be completely different from this house, but exactly the same, which somehow made sense in the dream. I don't remember anything after that.

3. While walking though my house, I discovered a secret room. I walked in and saw a million bottles of talking pills. Most of them said they were for stomach ulcers, some were for heart problems. A few said they were for "severe cases of green goo"

No recall.

Homework Stress

Today is July 1st. One of the first things my [old] chemistry teacher does in class is ask for the homework. It was our choice exactly which assignment to do, but we were supposed to do 50 points' worth of homework. I haven't done it, because I forgot to check the syllabus.

Frags:

• "alien invasion" [??]

12.28.2012

Padlock Stolen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm holding on a gray Padlock, and someone to the left of me is doing something with me. I think it's unlocking something, but I just can't recall anything more than that.

There's a random male wearing a white vest, dark pants, and has a Zoro like mustache. He's hispanic, has a drooped eyebrow structure, and he just comes out of nowhere and gets behind the person I'm waiting for.

For some reason, I give the guy the Padlock, and he's like,

"Oh, guess I'm going to steal it."

I get pissed, I go after him by grabbing his left shoulder and tried to make him give me back the padlock. He's actually making a decent resistance for a dream character, and while I prepare to make another move by getting a weapon out, he gets a knife out as well.

I tell the person behind me to help me out here, but I can't recall what happens next.

_________________________

12.28.2012

Blonde female and the Mall (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I can't remember much other than being with a blonde female and doing something with her in a mall or a building.