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I was hiking in the woods when I came across a monster. It wasn't a scary monster. It was a butt monster and it's goal was to have the best butt in the world.

I'm home and my sister is expertly growing plants. She's growing them from seed, propogating them, and doing things with plants that I've never done, and I'm a plant guy. When she's telling me this, I'm laying on the floor and I'm so tired that I want to go to sleep. I tell her I had just been watching tv and that is why I'm tired. It's mid afternoon but I felt like I had just woken up. I had been watching a talk show and I feel like Frank Ocean was on it.

There is a scene somewhere in here with some young overweight black girls. One of the girls ordered underwear on the internet and was just about to open the package. Suddenly, the other girl had the underwear in her hands and she was walking away with them, proud of herself for having such a great pair of underwear. It is revealed that there will be a nice butt competition and these underwear will help her. Suddenly, they are stolen yet again by a strange, un-talking, black guy. He's creepy looking and has on black and white stripes like a prisoner of old. The girl is frustrated but she doesn't try to get them back because she thinks it would be impossible.

Later I am back by the same woods. I'm in a clearing in a house on a porch and the forest line is in the short distance. Some girls want to go into the woods where apparently, the best butt competition is to occur. They are stopped somehow by a women who is using some kind of force. I see my mother's cousin walk out of the woods. This is a women who is in her 60s but who is obsessed with her looks. She looks more scary than beautiful though with overdone make-up, push up bras, tight pants, and butt padding. She's at the edge of the woods and she's bending over doing some gardening work I think. She stays bent for a while. I suddenly realize that she is the butt monster . I tell my sister. Her motivation is to scare other people away from the woods so that she will win the prize of best butt.

The house i'm in turns out to be the home of my grandparents. My mom asks me if I'm going to some event that they are all going to. I say no, because I don't want to have to kiss everybody who she is going with, including, that cousin of hers who I know is the butt monster. Not that she's scary, even though she is a monster. It's because she's so strange looking. I see everyone arrive. It's my grandmother, her sister, her husband's brothers' sister, my two aunts, the butt monster and bringing up the rear, my grandfather. All women except for one guy. I'm surprised to see my grandfather because in real life he's in the hospital and is in bad shape. He looks healthy in the dream which excites me.

At this point I have, what I believe was a false awakening. I feel I'm awake and I want to write in my dream journal. I start writing it, more or less as I have above, though different. I get hung up on some details like the acreage of the woods or what sound volume to have your laptop on. Soon, the laptop closes and there is darkness and I feel like I'm losing recollection. Then I really wake up.

Encountering your dream guide in almost every dream does have it's advantages.

I can't really remember how I got lucid, but when I did, I found myself in my backyard. My backyard has a terraced porch, and me and Lia (My dream guide) were sitting on the brick wall surrounding the porch. The dream's recreation of my backyard was very accurate.
I knew that I had so many questions for her, and this opportunity is rare, but at first I couldn't really seem to speak. I just continually stuttered. I was about to ask her name, but then I remembered our last conversation.
Then, I asked her, probably the best question that I could've remembered.
"How do I... Generally have more lucid dreams with less work?"
"3...4... hours before you go to bed, put down the video games."
"How old are you?"
"Three, Three and a Half, but if you count that last guy I did, that makes me 44?"
Around this point, the door to my basement started flailing around, opening and closing very loud, and interrupting our conversation. I promptly got up, shut it, locked it and sat back down.
When I did, I noticed that I was wearing some gloves. I began to take them off and feel the surface of my own gloves. I could sense the dream was destabilizing. I felt the bricks on the terrace (That for some reason had become a leather couch) and had virtually no sensation.
One or both of us yelled out that the dream was destabilizing. We grabbed each other's hand and everything went to black. All I could feel was a hand slowly slip from mine, and, you guessed it, I woke up.

Snippets Mouse and Legs

poor dream recall for ages now,

but,

just now I spontainiously was thinking of my (gone) baby mouse Buckello. Then I made a fist. Then gently relaxed the fist. then imagined a warm little furball (furby hehe) Then put my nose to my opening fist and imagined Buckello's sent. Then imagined him poking his cute, friendly, head out of the tree-hollow of my open fist. He tapped my nose with his tiny hand.

At this point I realised I was in deep reverie, (a waking dream) and then, the reverie broke (like a soap-bubble popping).

Then a got the briefest snippet of a dream I had last night. I remember picking- up buckello (in a fist) and putting him in a cosy tunnel which was a soft olive-green coat collar.

But,

then,

in this dream-snippet, I am with him as a baby mouse, looking at him eye-to-eye. Oh! it couldn't be Him. I'm a cosy mouse looking at a very friendly *brown-grey* mouse.

So

Maybe I was white-Buckello

looking at my friend Brown-grey mouse. (?!?).

posting this snippet immediatly so I don'forget it.

only other dream snipet I got (first thing after wakkng) was sitting by a pool and l looked down and those legs and feet were not mine. then I realised a nice woman was sitting beside me and she had put her manicured (but a bit dirty) feet where mine should have been.

She was smoking. She knew me. I didn't recognise her. (EOD)

MUM died of smoking related pancriatic cancer. This woman was a teenage version of my loving mum. She is aware of my uncomfortable legs (diabetic neuropathy). She wishes she could give me her strong, pain free, teenage legs.

Seeeeeeee

You don't need Lucidity or even much dream Recall to get over-the-top results from dreams.

Comic Book Art

I'm with a friend. He tells me to come look at some of his "coolest things." He shows me an intriguing piece of comic book art: a monster flipping a coin. Somehow the art conveys the artist's desire to make the monster "challengingly" grotesque to the reader, in the sense that we are supposed to view it as an empathetic, sentient creature, but all the details are calculated to make the monster repulsive and fearsome. I immediately try to imitate the drawing on a blank sheet of paper, to see if I can convey the same feeling. Somehow, the skin of my replica monster looks much drier than the skin on the original.

Gunman

I'm browsing a mid-sized room in a supermarket. A gunman comes out of the hallway and starts shooting everyone. In the confusion, I fall over. I'm about to get up and run away when I realize that it's probably smarter to play dead. The gunman is just here to kill people; he's not going to waste bullets on dead bodies.

Later, I go into an office with cubicles. The gunman isn't shooting anyone any more, but he rules tyrannically over everyone in the office. We live in fear that at any time he'll come around the corner, start an apparently pleasant conversation with us, then kill someone for no reason other than a momentary desire to commit homicide. I talk to a woman who gives me some documents that I must carry somewhere. The mission is part of a resistance effort, and it is very risky. I admit to the woman that I'm scared.

On the way, the gunman (now a certain YouTube personality) falls in beside me, greeting me jovially. I am terrified of this man's whims, and he knows it--he exaggerates his unpredictability. I'm not sure how to make him go away; he seems determined to accompany me wherever I'm going. At one point, we engage in a rock-throwing battle (like the one in Braveheart).

I'm laid under the covers on my bed in a very comfortable position. I was also very sleepy and didn't feel like getting out of bed. At times it felt like I went to sleep for a minute and then woke up. I laid there for a few more minutes and heard some weird noises entering the room. I closed my eyes and started to feel something scary coming up to me, like Spider Man. All of a sudden I hear a loud scream in front of me. I covered both my ears with my hands but the screams still annoyed me.

I continued to go through this for about 3 more times. I'm guessing it was sleep paralysis, so I just tried to remain as calm as possible. I thought about trying to go to sleep to see if that can get me a lucid dream but when I did, I woke up.

Police Chase
The reason why I love dreams like this is because it re-defines what you label as a dream and how you could of got lucid on so many occasions but it feels like you are just observing a sceen. Anyway so the guy off West Coast Customs came to my house and well, I don't remember his name because it's a old show and I don't watch it much. Anyway for some reason in this dream he was hear to evaluate some film equipment, stuff like jackets that were used on set and stuff. The funny thing his that there was another guy in my house, I wasn't even the owner of this stuff but he was still getting it evaluated in my house!
So he asked this guy how he got his hands on Pinewood Kit. And he simply replied with "I stole them" and well he looked very nervous (the reviewer) and said "you can't do that the police will be on you in a second, we have to leave now" and for some reason I was all wound up in this so I had to go as well. I remember hearing police sirens in my head and they got louder as I reached the window but when I looked there was nothing there. Also it's a good time to note that it was night time. The West Coast Customs got in to his Lamborghini Gallardo and shot off. Soon after so did I and the other guy, but I don't know what happened to him because from this point on I didn't see him. And then my whole perspective changed and I was driving a car which I was viewing from a aerial point of view. And it was sort of cartoon but I wouldn't say that it was fully like that. There was police blocks and all that stuff has if a murder had just happened or something like that. And I drove around and they barely even noticed me, but I continued to hear sirens in my dream head. Then I woke up at 4:00am and I really don't feel like going back to sleep

I had this weird dream 2 days ago. I was feeling uncomfortable in the position I was sleeping so I cover myself with a light sheet and turned off a fan in front of my bed. All of the sudden I felt that my body was levitating but not exactly floating. Then I felt that something push me away from the bed and I felt on the floor. I waked up and began walking towards the door of my bedroom . I knew for sure that I was dreaming and at the same time was able to feel saliva in my mouth that I was trying to swallow. I could feel the sound of the fan and the air again my face during the whole dream. I went to the living room, then to the kitchen and then to the garage. Everything looked exactly like in real life, except for that everything was foggy. I could not open the garage door so I passed through it. Outside I saw the street with a huge tree that is in from of my house but the rest was totally different . The sky was orange and there were many leaves floating in front of me. I tried to change the setting of the dream to no avail. Y wanted to go to the neighbor next door but instead I was in my hometown in Cuba. All of the sudden there was a huge storm like a tornado that began taking down and destroying everything. At that point I needed to swallow and I wake up. Usually during some of my lucid dreams I feel my real body and gradually the tactile sense is transferred to the dream body, but in this case I continue to feel my real body.

12/21/12

Mall Shooter
I am at the mall with my mother. We are just arriving and trying to find a parking place. It takes a while but we finally find one. My mom says she has some Christmas shopping to do, so why don't I keep myself busy doing something while she takes care of that. I decide to get a haircut. I want to let my hair grow out longer, but I figure getting split ends off will help. I go in to a salon and I find it is nearly impossible to get the hair stylist to understand what it is I want. I finally give up and decide I need to show her a photo. I remember there is a magazine in the car that has a perfect photo. I head back out to the car to get the photo. As I am about to leave the building I hear an alarm going off. A fire alarm. Everyone is rushing to the doors. I head to the doors, too, and out into the parking lot. People are scattering to their cars in an attempt to make sure their vehicles don't burn along with the mall. I make my way through the rapidly clearing parking lot. I realize someone is shooting at us! I see the small explosion as the bullet hits the asphalt not far from me. I duck down and run towards where I know my mom's car is parked. But I am too late. I feel bullets tearing into my body, all up and down my left side. I have certainly been hit several times. But I feel no pain. I figure my body must be in shock. I fall to the ground and feel surprisingly peaceful as I die… then wake up in bed.

I dream that I am somewhere at the old resident I used to stayed when I work out of the state..We're asked to evacuate the area and I'm searching for my sister outside the house..I remember looking at the sky and I notice that the clouds is very strange..Its a mix of blue and orange with the clouds is moving like there is something inside..I know that there is no time left and I supposed to bring my sister to leave..After some time I found my sister standing at the back of the house..She refuse to leave and insisting to protect the house..I saw a house is burning at the distant and before I begin to wonder..I can see that there is a lots of meteors coming down from the sky..A guy is coming to our house..Bringing the flaming meteors..He says that its already starting and nothing we can do to stop it from happening..My sis trying so hard to put off the fire but the guy keep on throwing a flaming balls inside the house..The fire is like a larva that sticks to the wall..I cant do nothing but let the fate of the world to the hand of gods..

I had one of my friends over at my house and we were in my basement when my dad came home. My dad said it was time for my friend to go home, so we drove him in the car. When we got back home, there was a party going on in the house, full of kids that I knew but wasn't friends with. The kids were in all the rooms and were partying and making a mess of the house. My first response was to get angry so I started screaming at this girl to get out of my house, and she seemed shocked. I went into the basement and did the same, but the kids down there were playing pool and when they saw me they didn't listen and started to mock me. They started teaming up on me, and I was outnumbered. I remember seeing my dad really disappointed and overwhelmed with what was happened I tried to tell him that it wasn't my felt. Then I woke up.

I had an awesome astral dream last night! I was in a very high dimension with another person I know (guy I like) and we were communicating with each other with light! It was so beautiful!!! I saw his 3rd eye chackra glowing and felt the light enter through mine and light up all my chackras, there was electricity everywhere and I sent light to him and could see him receive it and process it in colors. It was so beautiful and so easy.

5MG Melatonin at bedtime

WBTB 3:30AM - 4:00AM (I spent the time meditating) No aids

I got back to bed and do SSILD. At some point I feel vibrations. I don't get super excited but I say "yay" in my mind. I try to move out of my body but it feels like I am moving my physical. I wait awhile to let the SP set in.

While waiting, another dream forms that is mostly non-lucid and/or uncontrolled. I am at work and some one brings me a cable to fix.

While talking to them I go ahead and transition into OBE. I feel the floor and begin walking out. All the while, I am having this other dream. I go back into SP. And transition out several times.

There are no ID's on the cable. All the sleeves are yellow blanks. I question this and the man replies something. I now see that here is a black sleeve.

At the same time, I am in the living room but I am blind. I try to produce fire from my hands. I can see light like behind closed eye lids.

During that, I tell the man that needs to be a fire image on the black ID sleeve. I make an outline of it with my finger.

I wake up and try to DEILD once more but I was too shocked.

I literally had two dreams at the same time. It's really hard to make an entry like that but that's the way it happened. Fascinating!

While thinking about this dream I remember a fragment of being at work. I am twisting two pieces of spiral wrap. One is colored blue and the other is red?... Yellow?. Anyway, while doing this I tell someone how I had a dual dream. Two dreams at once.

I'm walking through a hallway with elevators, and I think I might be dreaming. So I look at my hands (my standard reality check) and I see that I am. I just remembered I had a dream goal to fight like Neo (Matrix) and that this would be a great time to do so. I fought some Agen Smith clones, coming from the elevators, like in the later movies and it was a lot of fun. I also dodged bullets. Then I got a false awakening during 'sleep walking' while staying over at a friend's house, in a big room with large windows. I find it rather emberrasing that I have been sleep walking, especially since the entire town was able to see me through the large windows. I might have become lucid again at some point, but my recall isn't very good. My control was very, very bad during tonights lucid dreams, though.

A wedding was being planned for me - don't know who I was marrying. Our mothers were planning it. Dr. Andy (cat's vet) was the jeweler and designed a really beautiful bracelet cuff - the gold sloped into a loose pave knot that held 3 large round brilliant stones. There was also some colored enamel in there. It was beautiful - price was $15 - $20K. I liked that in place of the ring. Wedding went through, completely disorganized, but it was fun. I didn't know anyone there (including the groom). For the ring exchange he used a stand in ring that said Cubbies. Seemed like a nice enough guy.

Feeling less and less lucid these days.