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I'm on a road in the middle of the country. I need a ride. I hitch hike with a man who is driving an old blue truck with a fenced back. in the black of the truck is a strange animal. it looked like a hippo but with a worse temper. the man said it was always trying to flip the truck. I get in the passenger side and he drives to my hometown. as we enter, I notice a festival of some kind with all my friends and a bunch of older townsfolk. the hippo starts flipping out and rolls the truck in the middle of a highway. it proceeds to head for the people. I jump ontop of the hippo and try to steer it away from the crowd. it heads right, away from most people. I was flung against a wall. I got up and chased the hippo around a corner. after turning, I see the hippo infront of me, facing me. It charges at me and pushes me all the way to the highway again. so im on the farthest side of the highway and the hippo is on the other closer to the crowd. the hippo was trying to choose where to charge. I see a semi on the highway driving in my direction. I scream at the hippo trying to get it to charge at me so the semi would hit it. finally the hippo charges at me and the semi hits it. but oddly as they collide, im blown away and get up to see im with the crowd of people. Im face down on the ground and when I stand up I see my friend scott standing in front of me. I give him a huge hug and felt something amazing, like I was perfectly comfortable and about to go to sleep. As I slowly closed my eyes I saw elyse turn around the corner to see me hugging scott. then I fell asleep.

Ceiling Parade (LUCID)

With a cheer, the students start walking. It's time for the "Walk the World" parade, which is what it sounds like, except most of the time you're walking on the ceiling. First, the group starts walking up a side wall in order to get to the ceiling. I'm worried about this, since I'm not sure my dream control is strong enough to defy gravity in this way. I get to the ceiling, but I'm at the very back of the parade, and I keep falling behind as we start to walk through the halls of the building. Even though I'm trying to speed walk, I'm still not fast enough. But then, somehow I change my mental approach to the situation. I'd been concentrating too much on how hard it is to walk on the ceiling, when I should really try to take it for granted and enjoy the experience. So I do, and suddenly I'm easily able to keep pace with everyone else. I even jog for a bit and pass a few of them. I hope this isn't a really formal parade where I'm supposed to keep my place in line; if it is, they'll probably be mad at me.

Soon, we're no longer a single trail of people. There are students running every which way all over the building. I notice there are stairs all over the place, which I realize doesn't make sense. No architect would design a building with stairs on the ceiling. But there's not much I can do about it, since I'd have a hard time imagining what a ceiling does look like from the perspective of someone standing on it. There are limits to imagination. Anyway, I see a grinning student cross an intersection in front of me, and I notice he's walking backwards. That looks like fun! So I get in front of/behind him and do the same thing for a while.

Sometimes I'll take a turn and end up in a hallway with no other students. I wonder if I should be worried about this, but I decide not to be. On one of these occasions, I find myself in a concrete stairwell, and I decide it's time to abandon this parade. I'll challenge myself by trying to find my way back to my dorm room. I feel a bit uncomfortable about not doing any of my declared dream goals, such as setting my fingers on fire by snapping, but I think getting back to my room is more important. So, let's see, where am I? The sign next to the door up there says "6", but that's upside down, so I must be near the ninth floor. And my room's on the fifth floor, so I have to go down four flights--which will actually seem like going up four flights, since I'm upside down. Okay. Let's get going.

I go around twice without incident (though I feel a bit disoriented), but the next landing is unusually dark. This is the perfect place to try that finger flame thing! I stand still and snap my fingers. Nothing happens except the lights flicker a bit at the edge of my vision. I try it a few more times, reminding myself that this is a dream and I can do anything I want to do. Still, nothing happens. I wonder if it would be helpful to have a small flame from another source to use as inspiration. Where could I get a flame like that? I try shaking my hand to joggle a couple flames loose, but it doesn't work. I try striking my right index finger on my left arm like it's a match (I'm proud of thinking of that), but it doesn't work either. By this time, there are a couple other students on the landing with me. My vision's also gone funny, like there's a second image overlayed atop the first. I try not to pay attention to it, because I think it means I'm waking up. I snap my fingers a few more times to show the other students what I've been trying to do. This time, I can feel a sort of heat and crackling in the air, but there's still no visible flame. Still, I'm a bit excited, and I notice my vision's cleared up again. I guess that small success pulled me back into the dream. But I don't have much time. Suddenly I realize it might be a good strategy to visualize success--try to imagine what it would look like to snap and have flame appear at your fingertips. Imagine how it would flicker, what effect the light would have on the surrounding environment. I have a good feeling about this strategy, but before I can test it, I wake up.

[I've no idea when or how I became lucid in that dream. Also, I've never lived on the fifth floor.]

Diet

My mom served me way too much food. I'm on a diet, but I guess she doesn't know that, so it's not her fault. Still, I eat only a bit of one casserole, then I get up and leave without explanation. Later, I realize I should have stored my leftovers in the fridge instead of making more work for Mom, but it's probably too late by now.

Platformer

I'm playing a platform game with four player characters. One of them is Mario. I had hoped that the other three characters would have some A.I. to use while I'm playing the fourth, but apparently not. I have to switch between the characters myself, and bring them all individually through each level. You can really sense the evil of the enemies at the end of the level. I get Mario through, but I die when I try to use the next character, because I don't know its attacks very well. I try various button combinations similar to the ones in Smash Bros. and the character does a lot of different animations, but I have no idea what these attacks actually do. I try the level again, and I die again. The people watching laugh and ask me why I'm playing such a weak character. Later, I notice that I've been reset to the beginning of the level, and all four characters are back at the start. Apparently this game has a very low tolerance for dying.

Later, I'm watching Hank and company play the game on hankgames. It's a "highlights" video with a strange title. As the video plays, I come to understand that the unusual word from the title means "dying and then having your dead body killed again a few times." It's funny because it's like adding insult to injury. It happens a lot in this game.

Frags:

• inside with a few friends, asking if any of them has a lighter I can borrow

Awake/SP, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in an elaborate, fantasy landscape. I fall over the side of a cliff and start falling down the side of a mountain, which has terraces in it and lots of trees, but the trees are all growing out of the side of the mountain. As I fall, I think, I could expect there to be a soft, grassy field below me for me to land on, and there would be one. I try to do exactly that, but it doesn't work. Eventually, I remember that I can fly, and fly back up to the top of the cliff/mountain.

[That's all I can remember now of an awesome, detailed, elaborate lucid dream that was remarkably long for my first sleep cycle of the night. I was really, really determined to have a lucid dream last night, and my determination and MILDing worked. I also remember choosing to stay in and prolong the dream at least twice, but I don't remember any more details. I really should have taken a moment to write them down in my paper dream journal after I woke up.]

[Later, different part of the night.] I feel, more clearly and with more awareness than I ever have before, all my major muscles transitioning into their paralyzed state. After a moment, a dream begins to form. Some Viking-warrior-looking guys who look like they came straight out of a movie by Aardman Animations are standing over me, watching me wake up. We're all in a big wooden hall. The dream is very weak, fuzzy, and indistinct, though, and although I try to focus on it, it fades away before I can get into it fully. This can be partially blamed on the fact that I'm completely fascinated by the experience I've just had, and this novel feeling of being “stuck” in my sleeping body while still being consciously aware.

Welcome to SP, I think. That wasn't so bad, was it? I lie still and observe the experience. Although I'm conscious, in a way I never am in waking life, of my breathing happening automatically, I feel like I'm not getting enough air. I realize that that's because I have my forearms crossed over my chest so that their dead weight is resting right on top of my ribcage. I can feel my left-hand fingertips touching the skin of my right arm, but I feel removed from the sensation. I hope for another dream to start, but it doesn't. I attempt to visualize a scene, but it's a very halfhearted effort and doesn't go anywhere. Also, I have my head tilted to my right at an awkward angle, which makes me think, I'm going to feel that in the morning. After a few minutes, I get bored and decide to get up and use the restroom. I have no problem getting back to normal wakefulness.

Side notes:
I've always been afraid to try WILDing because I'd never experienced sleep paralysis, and I was afraid that I might experience hypnagogic hallucinations or sensations that would frighten me. This was the first time I'd ever really experienced SP. It was cool and weird, but not frightening at all, and I didn't experience any hypnagogic hallucinations. Getting over your fear of something is always nice.

-Random F.A

was randomly aware during a false awakening so I got the vibrations which came and went as usual. I opened my eyes to find myself in bed as usual and I did a couple nose plug RCs as usual. Got up and walked out my bedroom into my hallway. I put my hand on the door knob of a pantry closet just to try and feel stuff to get anchored into the dream. Just then I heard the clattering of my dogs nails jotting down the hall towards me. My dog Lucy came around the corner and saw me and got all happy and jumped on me. It felt very real to pet her as it always does :p When I stopped and continued walking down my hallway I lost lucidity and it became non lucid.

1. I was in the backyard during a party with a bunch of people. One girl had a few awards for being in the Air Force. We began talking about how being decorated makes us feel prestigious. I told her that I could be a bio medical engineering major or I could major in psychology. She told me that it's easier to become known doing something you love, despite the stereotyped reputation.

2. There was a family party at my house where everyone decided to get high. They rolled some huge joints and didn't know what to do with the trash. I took care of it by throwing it to the side of the house. After this, my step-mom decided to "blaze it" and smoke. She got so high that she needed me to drive her. She wanted to bang the man down the street. She told me that if I didn't find somebody for her to bang, she would bang me.

1. Driving home from the south and decided to stop and pick up pizza. I opened up my trunk to my dads car and pulled out my bike. I started to ride and ran into Tim and two sexy females. I decided to get my car and offer them a ride. When I came to a stop and shouted, a cop drove past my and I freaked out. I swerved into the incoming lane and came to a halt. The cop passed me on the right..

2. I went into Old Navy to use my gift cards on a jacket. When I went inside, I acted like somebody else and dressed completely differently. I didn't want them to notice that it was me. I picked out some clothes and went to the register. After the transaction was complete, I got into my car and attempted to drive through the store. They came running and asked me what I was doing, in an effort to avoid attention, I said "I thought this was the exit." I got out and went outside and texted my friend about going to the movies. Shortly after, cops raided a parked car for drugs because it was 4/20. An old friend from high school saw me texting and texted me what I had texted.

3. I was walking around town and bumped into a pizza delivery boy. We started talking and I decided that I didn't like him. However, I remained respectful. After some conversation, he pulled out a gun and started shooting at the store front windows a few hundred feet away. I freaked out and ran towards the movie theater. I ran into Tim and the same two sexy girls. They were playing truth or dare. The girls were dared to make out but barely kissed. Then they dared me to french inhale a cigarette. They lit it from the wrong end and it burst into flames. We all laughed and they said they thought I was cute.

Dreaming of a Hot Girl

I only remember a girl with silky brown hair. She looked so pretty. I enjoyed her face for a while.

Later, I ended up scoffing at the idea of the immaculate conception, and tried to explain what a preposterous concept that is.

1. Went to classes at my campus but somehow didn't have my car. I managed to borrow a previous English teachers truck. In class, I spilled something over my khakis and my boxers were visible. I asked if I could go change. I went outside to the car and put on skater clothes. I came back in and remembered Allison had wanted to go out and I was hoping she would put out. I came back into class kind of late but looked really sexy. Becky saw me but began hitting on somebody else, who tried to leave, but smashed a donut in the door.

2. Playing a zombie game with Marisa, whom didn't understand how it worked. I told her to fight them "One at a time. Just one at a time." I was playing a sexy clad woman. I closed doors behind one lone zombie, killed him bare-handed, and picked up the loot left on their bodies. I picked up a colt revolver and began to use it to my advantage.

3. At a LAN at my friends house. There was supposed to be a warm sunset that would make the night remain 81 degrees, explained by some scientific phenomenon and I had no complaints. I packed up my things and went to my moms car. The trunk was smaller than I thought and I had to push things out of the way for my computer. After I put in my tower and monitor, I walked back inside. Two friends mooned me from their car and I said "You guys have such cuhuuutee little butts." sarcastically. David was making fun of me for forgetting my power cable and I confronted him saying I couldn't carry everything at once.

Dream - Lucid

I was auditioning for some choir class, and the teacher, a woman, wanted us to do something crazy and dangerous before we could get into the class. I wasn't gonna do anything but sing for my audition; that was just overkill for her to ask us to do anything else. If that meant I couldn't be in the class, then so be it. I saw a girl stand in this one spot to start the audition.

~

I was in a basement sitting at a round table with some people, Rachel T. from high school being one of them, and Jake may have been there too, I'm not sure. I don't remember who else was there. We all had baggies of weed. I had a very tiny amount in mine, Rachel had a ton, and whoever else was there had a bag with a ton.

Then, all the sudden, I'm talking to my mom, who's freaking out. Apparently, the basement had partially caught fire. For some reason, in the dream, I pictured the inside of a car partially blackened from a fire, like it wasn't the basement, but a car. It was nighttime outside around the car.

No one got hurt in the fire or anything, but my mom was freaking out nonetheless, more so about the weed. She said, through tears,
"I thought you quit doing that stuff!"
I said
"I still do it sometimes," and I was thinking to myself that I did it once a month, but I don't think I told her that part.

Then, we were in the basement again, the same people, the same situation. I thought about asking Rachel T. for some of her weed, since she had so much, and, since we were hanging out, maybe we were good enough friends to where it would be ok. I decided not to, however. I saw her putting the weed she had dumped out back into the bag.

Someone was then lighting up a pipe, and, out of the top of the bowl, I noticed something molten, like lava, was about to drip out onto the carpet. I told whoever it was to be careful, and then saw it drip out onto the carpet. A small, glowing, orange spot was then on the carpet, and I feared the basement would burn again.

I was right; the same thing happened again. Only this time, it was like I was in Minecraft, and all the sudden, I was floating around through tons and tons of lava blocks like I was in Creative Mode. I was afraid I was going to die, but I wasn't even getting hurt. I saw lots of lava and stone blocks, and lots of fire as well. It was like I had gone underneath the basement, and was trying to fly back up. It was weird.

~

I was at my old college, standing outside one of the restaurants, one I worked at very briefly. It was very bright in the room. I saw someone standing around the register area on the other side of the counter, a woman, reviewing an application.
"You are the best person for this job," she said to another girl. The girl, who was standing by the side door, I think, was very excited. They told her to come back there. I could barely watch; I hoped they didn't recognize me there.

I then ran through the side door and behind the counter. I guessed they were closing; it appeared as if they were shutting down. Everything seemed neat and clean. There weren't many people back there, I think, actually, there was just one girl that I remember working with. She wasn't in uniform, she was wearing jeans instead of black pants, and she looked quite a bit more mature and calm than how I remember her. She was doing some cleaning. I only got a brief glimpse of her, however, and then, I ran out an opening on the other side that doesn't exist IWL.

~

I was playing some game that appeared to be, upon first glance, a Roller Coaster Tycoon game. The game was set at nighttime. I was building a coaster that had a huge, steep hill, and then a drop. I built the hill extremely high, I think the game said it was like 100 meters high.

I then was picking people to ride my coaster, from what looked like a Minecraft inventory. No one had names, but they were named by their occupations, and the images in the spaces in the inventory were close-ups on their faces. I picked a few people, and started the ride. I watched the cars go up and up and up, into the blue sky and clouds, even though it appeared to be nighttime. I was nervous, as if I was actually riding the coaster (IWL I'd be freaking out at the extremity of the height, though I do love roller coasters).

As soon as the cars started to go over the hill, a bunch of them disconnected and flew off. Only the first one or two made it to the end of the drop, and then, the end of the ride. Oops. I guess the drop was too fast or something. I watched a car fly off into the distance, heading towards a mountain. I then got a notification in the top left corner of my screen, saying that part of my coaster crashed or malfunctioned, something like that. I then was on the inventory screen to pick more people to ride the coaster. I remember picking "Doctor", whose image was a close-up of the light thing they used to wear on their heads. I remember lots of white in the picture. I picked a few more, but can't remember exactly who they were.

~

I was listening to myself talk to a psychiatrist, but I wasn't in body, nor could I see myself or the psychiatrist. I felt like I was in the office at some point. My view kept looking around as I listened to myself talk. I was trying to explain to the psychiatrist that I've always tried to do things right and avoid getting into trouble, and that I did this ever since I was a child in school. At first, she didn't understand what I meant, and repeated back to me a false assumption. I had to re-explain it to her. My view was then of a Minecraft cave, with some very shiny, silver blocks with a curved, spiky-looking pattern on them. I was excited for some new materials to mine, some that I had never seen before.

1. I was in a particularly nasty Ohio winter with Brooke and some friends. She was having a going away party for New York. Everyone was trading their cards, and each had their own unique powers. I traded two monster cards for a card that mapped out Anjelica's home in Alaska. It was the part of the map that became white due to the massive amounts of snow. I gave this kid his cards and he went to piss outside. He was out there for the longest time so I went to see what happened. When I walked out, he turned and sprayed his piss over the tables of people and laughed. When he finished, I tried to get my "map" card back. He refused to trade so I tried to steal his card that gives you a hand shovel. I borrowed it and dug into the snow so I could pee without a cold Alaskan breeze.

1. Zombie survival with my friend Chris and another. We holed up originally in a destroyed building and set up a perfect camp. Chris was always a lone hero but I chose to group up and tag a long with him. After some time sitting around, we went into a backyard nearby and fought the zombies in melee combat. Chris held them off as they pushed down the trees to pass through. I ran towards some parks and was intent on living. My partner had given up and asked if I'd pull a grenade pin for him. We waited until zombies were near and I pulled the pin. It blew my head off but I managed to remain alive. I had the new ability to float around and talk to the living. We told Chris to get our supplies and head out. When we did, a cat saw us and stared, and almost immediately took off in fear.

09.25.2012

You Can Just Use My Password! + Eva In an Office? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in an area that resembles my university, it looks like it's going to rain because there's absolutely no sun present in the skies. I remember seeing a section of concrete with some pebbles fused with it, and a few trees here and there. The trees looked weird, they looked black, but it was probably an extreme hue of dark brown.

There's a few people around me, and I don't know why I'm here at all, I think I'm just standing there zoning out somehow. There's some part in the dream where I'm in an even darker environment, and I go inside of this small house that's actually a mini-museum of some sort. When I go inside of the house, there's this wooden rocking chair that has a shiny light brown wood polish to it.

Behind the resting area for one's back are words that are engraved. The font is sharp in form, like someone really took a chisel or knife to make it look like some serial killer wrote it or something. The house itself feels like it's smaller than it should be, and I can't help this inside was a lot brighter than outside. The lighting had a orange-yellow setting to it, the flooring of the house seems to be made of wood as well.

The walls, it's hard to presume, but I maybe without the yellow-orange lighting saturating the whole area, they probably would've been white, and I also think they had a series of small brown polka dots all over them as well. There was something about the message behind the chair that I wish I knew, because it definitely sparked my interest.

The dream shifts, I think, where I'm back at some section that resembles my university again. There's this girl who looked a lot like my SI tutor for CHEM 101 my Freshmen year. She had a plump face, brown hair, a cute smile, and was slightly chubby down there. She was wearing some kind of small teal or turquoise jacket, a white shirt underneath, and maroon short shorts.

(Just exclude the ruffles and vertical lines, and just imagine a maroon jean short shorts material and that's what she wore)

Her wearing the short shorts made me look at her ass and her thighs, and the thighs surprisingly looked smooth and had some glow to it. I think she wore default sneakers with white laces and a gray base with a white round section near the front side of her feet. Despite her not being the type that was attractive in waking life, but at least had an ass and perky breasts, she did make this gloomy environment that I'm in a lot more tolerable.

She then asks me if I want to go somewhere with her, which she eventually said it was the building for BIMS majors (Biomedical Science Majors). I asked her in sort of a passive-concerned manner,

"I though non-major BIMS majors weren't allowed to go into the building?"

She responds in a cheerful tone,

"Oh no! You don't have to worry about that" *giggle* "When we get there, you can just use my password to get in!"

I still was doubtful about the whole thing, because I really felt that I would be in trouble if they found out I'm not a BIMS major, and that I'm encroaching the area for no logical reason or something like that.

I eventually agreed with her.

Maybe I agreed to follow her because this environment would've just set myself for a melancholy demeanor anyway, and since she was probably the only cheerful soul in this gloomy atmosphere, maybe she would've directed me to a more positive environment. I go inside a building, and I'm at a huge office with her.

The environment inside, the main color was a mid-tone of Pastel Green all over the walls, and there's dark blue carpet flooring as well. I hear papers ruffling, the sounds of a really busy office of productive people most likely, or everyone rushing to reach their quota.

It's your typical office, certain blockers with a section for each worker that would have a computer, desk, and chair, and all sorts of stuff on their desk

I stay still for a while, and lose awareness of the girl I'm following just for a few seconds. I remember glancing over a lady who looked like my teacher in middle school in English class when I had Ms. East for Social Studies (she was an awesome teacher....she really loved having me in her class because I did so well in it)...

I still can't help but think that my motivation to do well was so clear during my childhood, as if it came naturally, that I didn't need to think about why I needed to do something, I just did it to the best of my ability....maybe seeing that same teacher made me realize that....and that I shouldn't worry about the current failures I'm going through as long as I just keep my head up and persevere.

The lady that resembled the past waking life counterpart of the English teacher, she had Black and slightly curvy and curly hair that went down all the way to her chin. She wore a white shirt, with some kind of polka dots, and even though she was sitting down, I had a feeling she was wearing some kind of pink jeans. She wore red lipstick, and the area around her eyes seem to have a little mascara.

She looked like she was in her 40s as well. After coming back to "reality" in the dream, I realize the girl who looked like Megan (the same one I described that was cheerful in a gloomy environment) is now back to being by my side again.

She has some papers in her hands, and I don't know what's contained in them. I continue to follow her, while I still had feelings fear and being in an awkward situation that someone might pick on that abnormal behavior and possibly call me out. But it seems that people were so busy in this office to even care or even look.

I eventually reach the upper areas, which I noticed transitioned to warmer colors than the cool from floors below. I finally reach a floor with the Megan counterpart, and by this time, I lose all focus on her. I think she disappeared at this point in time, and it seems I have papers in my hands now.

Maybe she gave them to me and left, I can't recall it too well. I noticed that my Biochemistry adviser was inside this building, in fact, the tone of her voice, ordering some student workers around, I presumed she was in charge of this section. Hm.....that's a bit ironic, my Biochemistry Adviser commanding a section in a building that I presumed to be a Biomedical Science Building...

I looked at her, and she looks at me, and we just have awkward moment of, "Dafuq??????" for a few seconds, until I quickly glanced somewhere else before she probably noticed who I really am. The environment in here was like at the bottom floor.

Busy people everywhere, tight work spaces that I have to move in awkward positions. People just kept coming in and out of nowhere, and while I have the papers in my right hand, I seem to be looking down at someone at a particular workspace in the office. I don't know who it was, but their back was facing me.

The environment that I mentioned in this room being similar to the red atmosphere you see in the Darkroom for photographs and such made it difficult to get a decent vision of the contours of their body.

As I'm typing this, I keep feeling it's the back of a female that I'm looking at, and she has long blonde hair.

The outer layer outfit she's wearing looks like a light brown pilot suit, which I think is the same outfit Eva wears in MGS3. Other than that, it's really hard telling if could be her or someone completely different.

I only remember advancing to them little by little, feeling the anticipation go up with each step.

_________________________

09.25.2012

Blonde Guy in Brown Sweater (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a blonde guy that looks an awful lot like a someone I know on the internet...yes I'm afraid ot stating who it is lol.

Anyway, it seems I'm going through some pictures mentally of this person wearing a long brown sweater and dark blue jeans. The brown sweater had a few stripes from the top and bottom region that were light brown, almost a vanilla type of color.

He had hair that went down until it was chin length, and these photos looked like he was posing inside of those small photo booth stands you would take with a friend or lover of yours, except that he was inside of a house. The house had a orange-yellow lighting to it, and he's sitting down at what seems to be a dinner table.

This dinner table had a fancy dark brown wooden polish to it, and the wood flooring was light brown with a nice shine to it as well. Some noticeable photos I can recall of him taking were:

-Playing a Guitar

-Sitting on a chair, and turning a quarter of his body while the picture is being taken by someone else where his bottom region is closer in the photograph than his upper region.

-He's making some weird hand gestures, along with weird facial expressions.

And that's all I remember.

very intresting dream fragments after 6 hours and 30 minutes of sleep.
1) at a water park and i watched a ride from a distance that was like a river raft but it would launch of a hump half of the raft would land on top of itself
2) I was at sort of like a church thing nd matt was reading some bible passage, iT WAS written on his tatoo. then my mom chimed in with an intention and said nice things about me.
3) I was with my family over at susies house and we were having a small gathering with the Pizza family. Then everyone started talking about my recovery and the pizza family soon left. i gave bob a hug but approached marty with a firm handshake with one hand and griped his for arm with the other.

Although I haven't written anything here for quite some time, I still maintain my dream journal offline. I will upload them once I find time.

Meanwhile, I moved on from Ninja9578's Subliminal Audio 1 to Lotus Flame by LaBerge. Seems neither of them was very helpful. I was also experimenting with Mugwort, but not full time. I tried burning a few, but the coal was not lighting up properly. Although I did have some almost-lucid dreams, nothing was very definite.

Today, I moved on to Ninja's Subliminal Audio 2. I played it all night long while I was working. The result was very promising. I became aware in the middle of an interesting dream. That was my first lucid dream for quite some time, where I really decided to confront an opponent. I have an almost-lucid dream yesterday (or a few days back, I think), but it felt more like being in a drunk-dream.

I will post them soon.

Last night I had a dream that my Aunt was attending a new college and me and my mother were going to check it out. I remember a big table with all kinds of writing on it...the writing was describing what former students had gotten in trouble for. At one point we entered a classroom full of people and my mother singled me out to talk to one of the professors. I remember being so angry with her because I wanted to go unnoticed. I wasn't wearing my wig and I was wearing the same night gown I'd went to sleep in earlier that night. I remember being so angry with her and then wishing we hadn't fought. I woke up in my dream and she said sorry and offered me peach pie that I had made the night before.