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I was in my bed and became lucid. I pinched my nose and knew immediately that it was a dream. I spent the whole dream laying there trying not to let my eyes close.

It was night time and I was coming out of my house to go to a bedroom outside. I got in to the room and didn't turn on the light. I could see that my blanket was missing from the bed. I remembered that it was in the house, on the sofa. I went back outside and saw my neighbor in her sleeping gown at my front door. I looked away and see the sun rising already. She came in with me and flipped these two switches. I was alone in the house again and didn't know if I should go to sleep or not since it was almost 8.

I was right outside of a school parking lot. My class were all going to go on a field trip but we were suppose to drive ourselves in groups. I was next to this group of three guys, they asked me if I want to join their group. I agreed and thought about how I don't want to go with my group of friends. I started walking with them to their car. The car was parked backward, with the driver's side facing the street. I got in the back seat and put my tiny bag on the arm rest and my backpack on the floor. Someone asked what we should do now and I said to drive back to the parking lot and wait for instructions. We drove back but parked right where I was standing at the first place. People seems to be doing the pledge of allegiance but they started to dance in formation. I thought that was a bit strange. I saw AT, HW, AND PW in there with everyone. I was watching from the driver's seat. No one wanted to go in so we just sat there watching. --- I was in the formation, but I didn't have to dance since I was in the last line with no one behind me. --- I was back in the driver's seat with AA sitting next to me. I got really excited when I realized that I would be driving for a long time.

I was in a village like place. I was the bridge of a young guy. He was standing to the left of me. I was spreading two towels on top of a tiny raised platform, it was suppose to be where I sleep. The towels were laying on top of one another but I spread them out, one next to another. When I looked back up to him, he said I gave him a hard stroke? I was confused and looked down to where he was looking.

I was in a hallway, with 2 doors opposite of each other. The door on the right was labeled something like "extremely realistic world". I went in and everything was vivid, even more intense than rl. I tried really hard to not let my eyes close. I pinched my nose twice but I was breathing through gaps. I pushed my index to my palm but it didn't go through (I think I'm dreaming of being lucid).

I was holding a card with my left hand. The card was about Harry Potter and the texture/color was like the Marauder's map. There were creases showing that it was fold once horizontally and once vertically. It had blood red liquid on it. I had a fork on my right hand and I was taking some of the liquid off and eating it. It tasted like red velvet cake. I was also trying really hard to not spread the liquid.

I got a message on Tumblr saying something like "Not trying to start an argument but your drawsomething blog have no historical accuracy at all"...

It was night time and I was at a really quiet (closed?) outdoor mall. I went in to a Starbucks and asked the manager if she reviewed my application yet. She had a lip piercing and I was surprised because it was violating the dress code. I don't remember what she said. --- I was outside walking to my car that was kinda far. I went in to a really tiny Starbucks. I was dark, old, and plain. There were two menu boards but one was empty. A menu board had really simple items, like coffee, tea, etc. It was almost 8, and I was afraid that they will close soon. I asked an old man at the counter if they are still serving. I ordered a hot chocolate in a hurry and sat down. The old man came out with a really hot tea pot. I told them I'll just wait a bit for it to cool down and go away with a cup of it. The old man sat down with an old lady who works there too. I looked at we both recognize each other. I told them that I had dinner in here before with them! --- I was on the street walking toward my car again.

A friend said to me, "Here, drink this if you're about to go to sleep," as he hands me a glass of orange juice with pulp. I hadn't done any research on oranges potentiating dreams or anything of the like but I welcome new ideas. I drink about a cup directly before laying to sleep and my dream follows.

I'm driving a car with friends and the city lights streak past in contrast to the darkness. I smile as the car slowly fills with loud music and my most prized emotions follow. Freedom and unity comfort me in this scene and I long for my childhood; a time where these emotions ran rampant through my every day. Bliss is cut off and this pleasure comes to a screeching halt, inviting paranoia and manifesting claustrophobia. From the back seat a sharpened and short blade gleams in the street light. The next instant the blade is pressed against my throat and I'm enveloped in fear. I look into the rear view to see that the man holding the weapon is....Peter Stormare? I suppose I had been watching too much Prison Break. He is silent as he drags the blade across my skin and I brace myself for the worst pain I could imagine. Even though I didn't feel any pain, I felt my wet neck and showed myself my bloody hands as the scene is ripped away and replaced.

I found myself in a place that I could only describe as "space": an infinite blackness that stretched in all directions around me. A liquidesque silhouette in the distance was gazing upon me for a short while before it's complete transformation. A solid bone structure of a skull connected to spine started to become visible to me as I noticed the floating liquid was skin and it was being magnetically attracted to the skull and spine. It's hard to describe the rest of the transformation but the end result was a horrific, disfigured face with a fleshy spine-tail and large praying mantis-like blade arms. This abomination slithered through "space" slicing apart naked humans with ease and glee. The gruesome detail of these acts of violence was incredibly intense, as was my rising fear. The beast headed straight towards me as if the ripple effect of my fear had jolted him, suddenly. During his approach, I was shown the details of his expression: bloodlust and sheer insanity. I awoke before, what I assume would have been, my gruesome death in absolute terror. Good times!

I was in the mall with PW. We went in to a store and it's changing rooms area. We thought they had interesting changing room designs. She dragged me in front of one and pushed me in. She came in too and when I looked again, it was a shower instead of a changing room.

I was on a ship, I don't remember much but I was on the edge of it.

I was in a house, trying to get out without people noticing. I think I also tried to set the house on fire while people were still inside.

I was driving my mom's friend to his house. It was a new and bigger house. I walked through the hallway and saw 2 bathrooms. I drove away.

I was at an ArcLight theater. I got to the counter and the employee told me that I owe 200 dollars. I asked them why and they showed me a booklet saying $100 for membership and a $50 initial fee. I thought that still doesn't add up to $200. The employee just walks away. I stood there with my bro for a long time waiting for something.

I was going on a trip but didn't know it at that moment. I got in to a house and assumed that 2 people share a room. I was about to go in to PW's room but awkwardly walk back out. I put my bags down at the hallway. HW came rushing to me asking me to fix her game, which was a pink DS. There were sounds but no pictures, I then pressed a button and it's all fine again. (I fixed something else with one touch too but I don't remember what). I noticed that she have a room all for herself.

Scott. He just... ughh.

Ok, so it's a regular customer at work. He's really cute but has virtually no personality. I guess I'm attrected to him anyway because I went way out of my way to help him with a special order once. And he even managed to smile! I geuss this "triumph" worked its way into my subC because here's how it went down this morning:

It started nonlucid, where Scott was bringing challah from another store into whole foods, asking me if I would slice it there. In real life HELL NO because we'd get fined big time. But in the dream, I guess I was still being a kiss ass, so I said suuuuuuuuuuure. Then I woke up, started to fall asleep again, and pretty soon I had HH where I could see Scott come into the room, and then he got into bed with me. It was now a hotel bedroom. I was lucid for all this, but it was about to go nonlucid real quick. Anyway he said something, I forgot, then got behind me and spooned. I began to have some lucid plans for him, but I was getting too comfortable in that position. I think I just drifted off in the dream, then woke up into a nonlucid with Scott. He decided to date me because I sang opera, something like that. And he accompanied me to the hotel where I was staying before a big performance. The hotel room was fully equipped with a kitchen, and we were baking a chicked for dinner before heading to the opera house. We kept on getting delayed, and he was whining about my attire. He said we could go to the lobby and he would buy something nicer for me. I just rolled my eyes. We were too late to deal with the chicken, so we just left the roon and headed down the hall for the hotel elevator. He was right behind me, and put his hands on my shoulders gently as we were walking and said "You don't think I'll actually buy you anything, do you?" I said, "Oh I'm sure you will.. I don't care either way to be honest. You just want to have your image a certain way, and you want me to coordinate with you. I'll get my way another time." (DAMN I wish I had been lucid then, because I would have taken him north south east AND west in the elevator). We stepped into the elevator and continued the discussion. I could see our reflections in the mirror. Curse you mirror! When we got into the hotel lobby, it looked like a midwestern museum. Everything was made of animal pelts and shiny wood. We got to a counter and he saw belts. I know he did because he said "Oooo, belts." I was looking at something else, jewelry with opals in it I think, then woke up. Oh and I remember at some point, I had a one-month-old Chris that I was breast-feeding.

(I had plenty of dreams. PLENTY of dreams. I only recall a few of them right now though.)

I'm by Screamer's, a bunch of people pass by in a ship made of logs that sails on land.
Me and Alex are in a blow-up-raft and are floating along the other way, going towards the road.

<skip to the next dream>

At Dunkin' Donuts with Nathan
(I don't work here now.)
I take a broken glazed donut
He gives me another butternut chocolate
Hope, my ex-boss for Dunkin Donuts, walks in the room and she's okay that I'm there.
I think about asking for a job there since DD is back in town somehow.
I wonder about how DD is back in business.
The whole building is now huge, there's tons of tables.
People are gradually coming in. By now there's only one person sitting at a table.
Karen, our old landlord, also is a boss here too.
We're built into the apartment complex.
Hope hands me some clothes, "Some of these are yours that you left!"
I'm walking around and see clothes scattered everywhere, as if it's a messy home.
I find a pair of glasses that resembles mine, sitting on a table.
I take off the ones I have on now and realize that they're not mine. I replace them.
I walk around more and explore this new building.
I find that pile of clothes from earlier that I had set down, and decide to look through it.
"Heeyyy, none of these are even my clothes!" I say in a humorous high-pitched voice.
I walk outside.
With Hope and Karen, we get in the car and leave to go somewhere.

We drive back up and we all part ways.
I come in to the Dunkin' Donuts/Apartment/Bar later with a suit and tie and I look badass and sexy.
People are everywhere, sitting at tables.
I see a girl I know, Sam ____, and I point at her, "Hey you!"
She gets up to hug me and attempts to kiss me in the process as well...
I avoid the kiss, even if she's cute, because I have someone who I love already.
After awhile of hanging out there, I go outside and notice the door doesn't shut all the way...
and if I get it to shut, it doesn't stay that way. Frustrated, I walk inside and say,
"Don't use this door, guys!" Someone replies, "Yeah, it doesn't shut."
I leave it half open and walk outside...
Then my old Golden Retriever runs outside!
I chase her around, trying to catch her, but she's too damn fast.
My Mom appears and tries to catch her too; she doesn't seem too worried.
Another dog appears, maybe my old Chihuahua Pinky.
Then Teddy appears, but he looks very odd and grey and old.
Sedona is still running around the apartment complex when the dream ends..

<I wake up.>

<I fall back asleep.>

Lying in bed, I notice that there's a flat-screen TV where it shouldn't be. A lady is delivering the news.
I'm not in my room... and if I am, it's different. The lights are darker and colder.
I realize I must be dreaming and decide to crawl towards the TV, to crawl inside.
It's extremely difficult to make myself crawl towards it.
I open my eyes and I'm in sleep paralysis.
A figure stands near my bed, just out of the corner of my eye.
I freak out and wake up again.

<I wake up, startled...>
<I fall back asleep.>

Alex, Nathan, and I are driving through where McDonald's usually is, but this time, it's Wendy's!
We pull up to the drivethru and I want two Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, but they order before I have a chance to say it and pull up.
Alex orders a Bacon Cheeseburger and a drink and Nathan orders something else.
I'm distraught! They pull up and park and we go inside to eat.
I'm complain, but they don't seem to have much sympathy.
I see the plastic utensils, and look around to see where Nathan and Alex went.
They're sitting down eating, while I wander around the restaurant aimlessly.

<dream skips>

I'm back at the apartment complex... or at least a different version of it.
Each outside door leads to another SUB-apartment complex, with it's own 4 or 6 doors to actual apartments.
The apartments are distorted, and extremely large and long, like warehouses.
I'm inside of one apartment with lots of people I knew from school.
We're all playing with these devices that you attach to either your clothing or your head-
When you think a phrase clearly enough, it will play the voice off a speaker.
We all take turns playing with it:
"There's a snake in my boot!"
"There's a rake in my poot!"
"Pooh! Poot! Poop!"
"Rickets... what? Whoa I can hear myself think!"

We all goof around until, eventually, most people leave.
<dream fades>

(I don't remember the rest, just imprints of memories that have to do with the sky and mountains and sunsets. It looks like the sun is setting in the
wrong direction.)

[Monday, October 22nd, 2012]
(Nathan was spooked by all of the things I talked about- Paranormal, Metaphysics, Lucid Dreaming, ghosts and spirits and demons, astral projection...etc... so he asked if I could spend the night. I tried to remember my dreams, but I had either little or no recall of anything. Hardly even an imprint of a memory of a dream remained. I walked home in the morning, shrugging it off, but I still plan on focusing more on recall through out my days and nights- regardless of the situation or location.)

Dream fragment 1(non lucid)- All I remember is being on a dirt hill shaped like a wave. The part before the overhang fell and I rolled through it then the rest fell on top of me.

Dream fragment 2(non lucid)- I was in some building with friends of mine. We went down an elevator on accident trying to get away from someone. It was a video game I realised because the enemies had levels above their heads. We were level 2 and the zombies were level 106. Then a boss came out level 124 and killed us all.

Dream fragment 3(lucid)- I was driving in a car with superman I think. I'm not sure if it was superman or not, but he could fly and shoot energy out of his hands like goku. Our car was picked up by telekinesis by some sort of evildoer. I hit the hazard lights which was for some reason a PA system and told the guy superman would get out of the car and fight him if he put us down. I got out of the car when he put us down and ran to a tank in the road and got on top of it. I watched the fight from there. At some point the dream changed to me flying around in UPS where I work with a friend of mine. I became lucid when I realised I can't fly. I landed and tried to do a backflip and failed. My friend showed me how to do one and said try again. I took a deep breath then made the mistake of closing my eyes and I lost the dream. I woke up shortly after.

I'm pretty out of practice after my long lucid break, so I decided to post this one anyways even though I didn't even tried to recall it.

I was on a plane, I think. But now that I think of it it would be more of an interceptor like in Saints Row the Third. It was on autopilot, and while the windshield is open I don't feel the wind nor freeze, dream logic I guess? I commented that it's fun to be on an aeroplane.

Later I somehow talked to my dad in telepathy, I spoke aloud until someone asked me what I am doing, so I started trying to talk to my dad in my mind. My dad wasn't in sight, by the way. I told my dad about my fascination about skydiving, but he said that I can't drive them because I'd need a piloting permit, which I remembered just now, and went OK.

I think directly after this I segued into some MS Paint adventure thing.

then it skipped to my talking to my friend about how to defend yourself if you're lucid in the middle of a dream siege in a restaurant (FACEPALM) and another of my friend went kinda "I'm sorry, but your conversation is a bit... umm..."
And I finished for him, "Retarded"

This was good fun, in spite of failing at nearly everything I tried, becoming obsessed with a hopeless task, and losing my pants.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #24: Pants Gone with the Wind

Wife has sent me to a restaurant to find out whether they recycle "#19 plastic". I'm just about to ask the cashier this inane recycling question when I see that a nearby table has our diaper bag and Wife's wallet sitting unguarded on top of it. I hurry over to pick all this stuff up and see Wife herself standing a few feet away. I recognize all of this for the weird nonsense that it is and tell Wife that I'm having a lucid dream. "Okay," she says, and wanders off.

I turn back toward the cashier to find that she and the register are gone, replaced by a bunch of school lunch tables jammed together in a tight rectangle. I skirt around these and head to the back of the cafeteria. High up, a bit outside of my reach is a large window showing an overcast day outside. I float up in order to phase through it like I did last dream but this time my hands just bounce off of it. I float back down to the ground and look for a door, not wanting get hung up on this.

There's a pair of doors equipped with crash bars to my left. I shove my way through and emerge outside under a cloudy, gray sky. To the right, I see a huge gathering of runners and spectators for some sort of foot race. I'm intrigued and I jog toward it, deciding that I want to compete.

I become very aware of my clothing as I run and I notice that I'm wearing shorts without a belt. The shorts are too big for me and they keep trying to slide down off of my hips. I hike them up once and then do my best to ignore them. I'm surprised to find that I'm also wearing some kind of baseball cap. I remove it and see that it's black with a Papa John's style logo that instead reads "Papa Go's". (I know something's wrong with this name but can't figure out what.)

The race starts when I'm about 30 feet away, runners ranging from hardcore 30-year-olds to 4-year-old kids setting off on the race. They stream through a huge pizza-decorated starting banner that reads "The Papa Go's Race". Since I want to win and also wow the crowd I take to the air, flying about 20 feet up. But the moment that I catch up with the other runners, a sharp gust of wind kicks up against me, stopping me dead.

I'm determined to participate in this race so I stubbornly imagine a fresh wind blowing from the opposite direction. This gives me a huge, exhilarating kick forward. But before long, the current of wind that's against me shoves back even harder and I'm stuck again. I force my own wind to blow even harder but the opposing wind rises to a shrieking gale.

I feel stubborn and unbeatable, though, and I keep pouring on more power. But the howling wind rips my pants away and I suddenly feel much, much less "unstoppable" with no pants. Tears stream from the corners of my eyes and cold wind blasts down my throat. Trees are swaying crazily below me and DCs are running in panic. It dawns on me that I've started something I can't finish. Moments later, I'm awake.