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-WBTB WILD

Got vibrations and waited them out. When they went away, I opened my eyes, got out of bed and stood up in my room. I did a couple nose plug RC's which worked perfectly and I thought FINALLY, i havent had a WILD for a few weeks :p Instead of stabilizing and whatnot, I just flew straight up to my ceiling and tried to fly through it. I could feel my hands peel through the paint and rip through the drywall. It wasnt as easy as it usually is to get through a ceiling. I had to really pull hard and dig my fingers through all the random stuff. eventually I felt my hands emerge outside my roof and I pulled myself up to the roof. Then I took off flying and as usual at this point I totally forgot what I was doing and went into a non lucid haha. I really have to work on stablizing and staying in the dream :p

Im in a house with a little boy that can creat matter
he turns popcorn too skittles they tast good
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Im flying around the clouds are pink and mostly gold it cool I looking for somone I thought I found them but it was a imposter in a jetpack they wernt realy fly on there own like me

Im fly whith the person I found back were I came from on my back its a girl I havent been there in a long time clouds are still gold

Im the boy that can creat matter im grown up im mad the girl took so long to come back we are standing on a lake and every where u walk the water freezes on the service of the water I walk a ice circle around the girls

Im me agian we have took kill the bot who creats matter now beaxuse he is crazy we tie him too a stove and blow up the house

Were outside the house trying too get away before it blow but we are delayed we are in a jeep amd john trying to get his friend in with his bike the house starts to blow up so we speed of down the street with is friends bike holding the outside of the car I think he gonna get a ticket

I met a group of skateboards. I was impression by this one black guy that did a huge 180. It was funny because he was kind of a gangster. I started to be cool with the whole group. They wanted to start chillin with me but for some reason I felt wrong about hanging out with that crowd. Even tho they seemed like good people bad things seemed to follow them where ever they go.

I saw my friend montre at the gas station. He was on the phone with his wife. When he said hi to me I could tell his wife didn't like his attention on anything else. He got off the phone with her that nothing was wrong. I told him yea my girlfriend does the same thing to me.

I told my mom that this group of friends that seemed like bad company wanted me to quit my job and live with them. I told my mom that I don't wanna live with those niggas. I was laughing about it because I thought it was funny.

1. Locked up at my uncles house and I knew I had to get out. I escaped and managed to run. I found my puppy and carried her away with me. I ran into a massive model city and hid inside of a flavoured horse race. After some time, I saw my uncle coming, grabbed my puppy, and took off into the woods.

2. I arrived by foot at my brother's apartment in West Virginia. I walked through Sondra Lane, so perfectly named after his girlfriend, and towards the massive steps. My puppy tried to climb up them but she almost fell, thankfully I caught her and placed her safely above. My brother was sleeping on the couch so I woke him up, and he was installing a new and highly anticipated game.

3. I was walking through a nearby city and everyone was driving nice cars. Several kids created a line of Lamborghinis. I remained walking and everyone was mocking me. I disregarded them and turned to get on the side street. A hot girl I recently met texted me and told me has a dirty question. She began to rant about nothing and forgot to ask.

4. I was running down the shore-line to the ocean. On the way, I jumped into a cannon overlooking the crowded beach. I hopped into it and it shot me towards hawai'i. I barely missed the beach-goers and landed on the surface of the ocean, I began to skid over-top of the water and I made it halfway there. I swam back but decided to dive and admire the trenches.

5. I was watching a Johnny Cash concert at a jail house. Everyone was so excited that fights began to break out like wildfire. Several people were shanked with toothbrushes. Every person had a gun and was firing into the air. Johnny walked past a hot girl that used to be a judge. In reality she was unbelievably ugly and he was mega drunk.

6. Waiting around for a massive tour of a foundry with my friend. When the tour began, I was sliding down the railing using both my hands. He picked me up and began running through the massive building. It turned into an obstacle course and he ran with me on his back. Eventually, it turned into an outdoor course, where he dropped me off, and a hot girl continued the tour.

7. Walking down the street with my friend. He was getting ultra drunk and it was snowing like mad. There were SWAT all over the city. He ran at a railing in an attempt to grind on it, bare-footed. The SWAT saw his move and aimed their guns at him, but upon realizing it was just a teenage, they disregarded it.

8. I was involved in a trial of initiation with hundreds of other people. We were part of a society that revolves around being a modern ninja. I had a hot girl as my trial companion and we decimated the time trials, where we traversed rooftops covered in water. We ran into the next area and met The Wise, a young hacker. He promised us glory if we would kill the guards trying to find him.

I am dating a hot guy. He is a tall, white boy that dresses like he is a model straight out of GQ magazine. I often wonder how serious he is about me. Although I feel he is not genuine I lie to myself and continue seeing him. I am living in NYC. I met him in a 'jail'. In the jail I was on the 5th element and he was on the 4th. These elements look like a staircase in an office building and each floor is a different level. I would shout to him to come join me in the 5th element but he was scared of the unknown and didn't trust me. One day, an older man with white hair who reminded me much like a sensei, came down from the 6th level. He says, "You know, you can't get to the 6th element without going to the 5th?" My boyfriend then happily comes up to the 5th element and joins me into the 6th.

Walking through the 6th element is a pure aphrodisiac. I feel like I am floating, extremely high in a good way, happy. As we walk we dance and enjoy all of the beautiful images passing by. I look like a tall beautiful princess. I kind of favor Chili from TLC. I walk gracefully following the sensei with my boyfriend right behind me. This place looks like a cartoon version of India. Everything is colorful and cartoon like. I see an elephant smiling at me. I feel so happy and wonderful in this place. As I walk my hips move in a rhythmic motion and my arms extend out to the sides and flow gracefully. My boyfriend follows my rhythm. We walk all the way until we reach the end. There is a big man sitting in a huge throne. He looks happy and I believe we came here to ask his permission to stay here.

I am now in NYC with my boyfriend. I no longer look like Chili, I am myself now. We are on a big circular couch that is on a very busy sidewalk around a bunch of night clubs and bars. This is a VIP only section and we are the only ones in it. We are making out and he is trying to get me to have his baby. I don't want too but end up giving in. He climbs on top of me and fucks me while people are walking by, no one seems to mind. He cums inside of me within 5 minutes and falls backwards. I am pissed that he came that fast!!! He pulls up his pants, tells me I shouldn't have been that easy and then leaves me to go across the street to one of the clubs. As I watch him walk away I get the sense that he might be bi sexual. At this point I am mad at myself for believing this douche bag! I quickly get dressed and I see a girl frantically running to a pay phone. I know this girl. I yell her name and she waves but she looks upset. Her ride left her stranded. She gets a hold of somebody, hangs up, and begins running down the sidewalk. As I watch her I am now sitting on a couch in between two sexy ladies. I look down and there is a hole beneath our feet and I can see into another level of the city. One of my shoes fall off and I am sad.

I begin chasing this girl down the street. At the end of the street there is a ladder we have to climb down. When I get to the edge I see a car and my friend Christopher is standing outside of the passenger side door waving and smiling at me. I'm happy to see him so I run over and jump in his car. I am now in Tina's car. Christopher disappeared and I am sitting on the front passenger side which is on the right. Tina is driving and tells me that Jay (my boyfriend) hates me and I never have success with men or love. I feel sick to my stomach and immediately want to pop a morning after pill!

Now, I am driving in the back of a Hummer washing my hair through the sun roof. I am Rihanna. I drive the truck myself by using two little white knobs on the left hand side near the window. As I come up to an intersection I am now myself again, and I am in the drivers seat. I wait for the red light to turn green and then I turn left. Ahead of me I see an overpass and it is blocked off but people are still driving into it.

Before I realize it is too late, the whole thing is a trap and I just drove right into it!!! As I think about backing out a big metal door shuts behind me blocking me in. There are about 6 vehicles trapped in here. I hear a mans voice yelling come out and we won't kill you. He shoots all of our cars with a machine gun, which unlocks some type of hinge and our doors fling wide open. I am so scared and as I build up enough courage to come out, an ugly, disgusting, dirty, unkempt man is standing there with a gun starring at me. He is one of the men that planned this ambush. He is starring at me like he wants me, and I know I am about to be raped. I try to hold back my tears. He starts jerking himself off and he grabs my hand and walks me over to a different corner where he can save me for later. A girl questions if he is going to save me or kill me. He says he will kill me eventually because I suck. All the people around me are scared and we all believe we are about to die.

There is about 30 people around me, all ages, all nationalities. An Asian woman and her babies are here too. One of her daughter is a traitor and is in on this ambush. She looks like she is 9 years old and she is carrying an ak47. She starts shooting her brothers and sisters. Her mother cries and keeps yelling in an Asian accent, "Nooooo, not the gooks!" Gooks is their last name. The young girl ignores her mothers cries and shoots another one of her siblings. The baby falls into its sisters arms and the young girl starts to feel bad. The baby slowly dies and the girl looks sad and confused. Quickly the mother grabs the gun from her young daughter and shoots her in the stomach and kills her. Everyone then realizes that the tables have turned and now the hostages are in charge.

The man who was about to rape me now has guns drawn on him along with another one of his partners. He is held up against the wall by at least 6 hostages pointing guns in their faces. The man gets on his radio and calls his help, notifying them of the situation. Now an army is on the way and we are about to go to war with them. They attack us from all angles. The metal walls that closed us in now disappear and we are inside of a big, army green tent. I climb through a hole in the side of the tent and there are many men with guns wearing camo in the bushes. I walk on the road pretending like I am invisible and I do not get shot. I make my way to another tent and there is a wooden box. We open it and out pops a young naked Asian boy. He is a Prince of some sort. There is a girl who is a princess that was caught in the ambush and she is standing next to me. They were arranged to be married and now finally meet for the first time. They kiss and are now married.

I am now at Jaris's house (ex boyfriend in real life) and we are chillin in the garage. I am fresh out the shower, with baby oil all over my body. I am wearing a white towel. He asks me if I am always dressed like that when I talk to him on the phone. I look on top of the refrigerator for a t-shirt to put on and he says to me, "You don't have a t-shirt up there cause you're not my girlfriend anymore." He laughs and I feel scared his father will see me and get mad!

This one was lucid, but I didn't accomplish anything. -_-

I think it started with me and a group of people standing in a parking lot, and Optimus Prime appeared and told us he needed people to help him fight evil. He handed each of us a mask, and when we put our masks on they turned into a full Power Ranger uniform. I was green. Optimus told us all our names (Glitter, for me ) and informed everyone that there were aliens in a nearby city. We were supposed to fly there... But I couln't get off the ground. Of course. So I grabbed hold of Optimus when he took off and rode all the way to our destination.

We landed in a mall. There were large dinasaur-humanoid creatures rampaging around. People were screaming and running everywhere, and the other Power Rangers quickly went to work beating them up. I, however, had no idea what to do. One of the aliens spotted me and started to charge. I ran, but he was catching up. I made a feeble attempt at flying and landed flat on my face. The alien actually stopped and laughed at me, along with most of the people who had seen my fail.

I gave up on the alien fighting and headed into the main part of the mall. People pointed at me and whispered things along the lines of, "There's that Power Ranger who can't even fly. What a loser." I just tried to find an interesting store. My friend Wesley came in after a minute or two and started following me, and I lost lucidity while trying to lose him.

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Just a fragment. I was in some kind of house or half-outdoor setting. The whole place was overrun with weeping angels from Dr. Who and Inferi (basically the Harry Potter version of zombies). I had a sledgehammer and was trying to destroy the angels and keep away the Inferi at the same time. That was pretty much the entire dream. At one point towards the end, though, I think I was explaining what weeping angels were to someone. There happened to be several of them surrounding us at the time.

"You can't blink," I told her. "Every time you blink they come closer. When they're far away they look like this--" I put my hands up in the weeping pose-- "But when get up to you they look like this." I tried to imitate the hands-clawed-teeth-bared stance. As I was doing that, I noticed an angel behind me doing the thing I was trying to imitate. I pushed it away and said, "Back off, I can do it myself."

Spoiler for Don't blink:

I was a a street stall that sells clothing, someone was with me. I was there because I was trying to find this shirt, it's supposed to be cursed and I have to burn it. I told the lady at the stall that it's a black and white stripes tank. She looked through the racks and gave me a black and white stripes t-shirt. I don't remember what I did with it. --- I'm inside of a building, it was really dark and eerie. I saw the ghost of a girl, I think it was coming toward me. I think I fought it off but I don't remember how, I ran downstairs and told a man that he can stop doing whatever he was doing cause the ghost is gone. I believe he was friendly and trying to help me.

08/15/2012
1:30AM - 9:30AM

I am sitting on the floor in an old daycare that I used to attend when I was 4 years old. I am about the same age I am now (26) and a girl that I used to be best friends with when I was in junior high, Amanda, is there with me. She is sitting to the right of me. We are both sitting like children sometimes do, with our legs spread out to the sides in a V shape. We both have a giant piece of paper in front of us. My task is to write something about the person I am today. I feel unsure of what to write and I don't want anyone to judge me so I don't write anything. Instead I sit there and rip a piece of the top right hand corner off and play with it for awhile. I look to see if Amanda has written anything and she hasn't either.

The room is laid out exactly how I remember it in real life. The teachers desk is diagonally to the left of me. The back door to go outside to the playground is to my immediate left. The cubby room is right behind me. The bathroom is right behind Amanda. The classroom door that enters from the hallway is on the other side of the room to the right. There are lots of little kids in this classroom and we are way too grown to be in here with them! It seems a little strange to me but I don't think about it too much.

Amanda and I are now in the corner across the room playing around two desks. We seem to have built a 'fort' with our personal belongings, just like little kids often do. We decorated this area with our handbags, sunglasses, shoes and lip glosses.

Pauly D from jersey shore is in the room with us too. He is sitting on the floor near the door in a circle with about 3 other little kids. Next to them sits the teacher on the floor with the rest of the classroom sitting with her. I can feel Amanda's negativity towards me, like always. I pull out my iphone4 and suddenly a loud voice is heard from my phone saying, "annyeonghaseyo". It is my Korean language learning app and I am embarrassed. I quickly try to shut it off and suddenly Pauly D repeats it and then starts singing the entire Korean alphabet to me! I am impressed. He comes over and I ask him where he learned to speak the language. He tells that he works for the night club, "Bleu", and his manager made all of the employees learn to speak it. This excites me. I smile and say, "that's because a lot of Korean people must go there!!!!!"

Amanda starts feeling jealous that Pauly D is paying more attention to me than her so she begins to compete with me for his attention. She leaves me to go play poker with him and the other kids. I want to join but I am a little rusty on my poker skills and I am afraid if I play I will loose and look dumb. I sit behind Amanda and watch. The teacher says something to me but I forget. Amanda is flirting hard with Pauly D and totally ignoring me. I feel like I need to pee so I tell Amanda I am going to put my shoes on before going into the bathroom, because walking into the bathroom without shoes is just nasty. She looks at me with a vague expression and I get up and walk over to the corner where I left my shoes.

On my way I pass the bathroom. I look in and realize their are no doors or curtains, and the toilets are little tiny baby toilets! I decide I'd rather hold it than to be embarrassed by someone walking by and seeing me with my pants down. I put my shoes on and clean up all of my stuff so I don't loose anything. I feel excluded. I hang out in the corner by myself and decide I want to roll myself an ice cream cone. I end up rolling two. I use waffle cone wraps that are soft with vanilla ice cream. Pauly D walks over and asks if he can have one. I give him the 2nd one I rolled which is less pretty than the first. He stands there talking to me and I can feel Amanda getting extremely jealous and upset.

First day for the Shared Dreaming Password Experiment I'm hosting for 30 days, this is the first day....and today's my birthday as well!

08.15.2012

Adult Anime Billboard Animation (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WOKE UP AROUND 4:39 AM and started to sleep around 11:30-11:40PM, and most likely went into deep sleep around Midnight or so, and it's my Birthday today! Way to start off this experiment huh?

Hopefully my subconscious will give me a gift.....I don't...like seeing my dream guide or even spirit guide?

I believe I'm outside of an area that seems to be near sunset, or early morning. I can't tell if the sun on the horizon would be going up, or going down. It seems to be an intersection I go to a lot in College Station (except now part of that way is blocked off from a construction site).

I look at a billboard and see something very graphic, in fact, it was an animation as well.

Spoiler for 18+:

There was a picture of an anime girl, she had dark brown hair, and not all of her visage and head structure was on the billboard. There was a picture of an erect penis, it had an apricot/peach shaft, and the head of the penis was completely cherry red. The penis was moving in and out of the girl's mouth, and based on how some of her facial features are blocked off, I'd say the extra set doing that were her arms being tied up.

All of this (face, penis, etc.) was in profile view. She has her eyes closed too, and is forced to be a victim of the moving penis that doesn't seem to be giving her any kind of breathing room. I pondered on what could be operating this, and then I see myself in third person view (I think that's me). I'm wearing a black shirt, along with some dark blue pants or shorts.

Even though I can't see myself taking out my dream penis, pretending to hold it made me realize that I'm actually the one making this animation move.....

WOW.

And this actually promotes me to do it more and more and more. I even did subtle but distinct movements, like making rubbing motions around her mouth, putting the head halfway inside her mouth, and back out. I even pretend to stroke it, and saw that there was pre-cum as well coming out.

.............................

I continue doing all sorts of things, but then I see a car coming near me, which prompts me to just stop the whole act before I make a fool of myself to someone. The car itself is some form of a dark color, and the person driving the vehicle has a familiar vibe to them.

I think the dream shifts here, actually, it most likely shifted when the person in the car drives near me. He looks really familiar, but I don't know anything about this guy at all. Every time I'm looking at him, it's like my mind is saying "Look look look!l look pay attention to this guy!"

But I can't get anything off from this person, I can't even comprehend why I would get these little mental pokes that this person is important in something. Anyway, since my mind is indirectly giving me hints here, I wave at the person passing by in the car, and they wave back as well.

The man seems to be in his 30s-40s, looks Hispanic, has a dark gray shirt. By the time he gets out, I see noticeable changes in the dream environment. We're now in the middle of the road, and I believe my father is to my right side. I'm bracing my back along whatever vehicle I'm near, and it's probably what my dad was driving in the dream.

The man is now in full view, and he's wearing dark blue shorts. It seems that based on his visage, he went through a stressful lifestyle. Certain areas were jagged, and some parts looked like his skin was going to drain in youth. I take my hand out, since I got a hunch from before, and he takes his hands out as well.

The handshake wasn't really a decent handshake, the guy looked more oblivious than I was, or even awkward to see me. His laconic and almost non-verbal speech (mostly him saying "uh-huh" etc.) really bothered me because I felt this was just a random dream character that I had to pretend to show interest to.

I think this same man started to ask my father some questions, and my father answers them almost immediately, I'd say 3-5 seconds after the question was asked. I think one question was related to me and college/university, and my father responds something along the lines of,

"Oh no, he doesn't go to college, he works-----" I blocked off everything else he said in my mind or at least made the auditory input he made more passive in my hearing.....


I look at my father with a very concerned look on my face, but I keep quiet and see how this plays out. My father is still having conversation with this man, and I noticed he's (father) wearing a dark vanilla looking shirt, and some khaki pants, along with some brown sandals or brown lace-less shoes.

That's all I remember for that one.

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08.15.2012

Eating Plastic Plates (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm outside somewhere, and it seems a party would be starting in very gloomy weather. It looks as if it might rain, and the dark clouds creating this slightly cold environment didn't make anything better.

I remember seeing myself from aerial view walking somewhere along a sidewalk, and I would enter some kind of gateway to get into the front yard of someone's house. The front yard itself was very spacious, for a front yard that is, and I think there were party items and accessories confined a few series of tables covered in what seems to be a very very light violet color.

I think I take one plastic plate, and then eat it. I don't know why, but I'm pretty sure I'm just eating the plastic plate....and I actually remember how it felt.

It felt like having those mint breath strips in your mouth where it would dissolve easily, but while it was as thin as a breath strip, I still have to chew the waxy coating from the plastic, and then it feels I'm chewing hard gum now.

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08.15.2012

Seroquel and Competition (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in a large room with light violet flooring, and Seroquel apparently has quite a few paintings and drawings for a competition that displayed the results through several meter-like objects.

There were certain categories that I can't really remember, but I'm sure they were associated to the drawings and other aspects of the competition. I remember seeing a blue and green object flash before my eyes for a few seconds, and then came back to focus.

I can't remember anything else from this dream.

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08.15.2012

Genderless Man??? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Apparently, a dream character who looks like Robert Andrew Ri'chard does not have male or female private parts. I see he's wearing a skin-tight light blue suit that looks like it's fit for gymnastic use.

Apparently, the loss of not having either private parts gives him an advantage when competing. I remember seeing him from a close view, and he's in the process of talking to someone near him. He looks enthusiastic and content when he's talking to this person as well.

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08.15.2012

Why are my Parents Here? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I feel an engine running, I feel myself resting at a 90 degree angle on a chair, and I hear someone talking inside. I open my eyes slowly, and find it's my mother talking.

My father is driving the vehicle, and I do a nose plug reality check. I do this a few times to make sure I'm really dreaming. I take a moment to look at both of them inside the vehicle. Then I tapped my mother's shoulder and waited for her to turn around and look at me.

This dream character looks exactly like her. I tap on her shoulder a bit, and she finally turns around waiting for my question, but all I wanted to do was gaze at her visage for a bit. I turn over to my father, and asked both of them,

"What is the purpose of you two being here?"

My father responds with something along the lines of,

"You mother is not -------------"

I can't remember the rest, but I remembered that I couldn't do anything but just pause and widen my eyes in shock. I felt as if my body was shaking. What does he mean by that?

I most likely woke up, but I don't know why, and this was probably when I woke up for a few seconds and went back to sleep.

Wrecking Ball

The dorm I live in is about to undergo some major remodeling. They want to add more bathrooms, so they're going to demolish and rebuild an entire wing. A friend and I are sitting with a map of the place in front of us, trying to work out where they're going to find room for all of the people who currently sleep in that wing. It's not easy. I wonder if it's wise to be reducing sleeping room at a time when this university should really be building new residence halls to house the growing undergraduate population.

I need to go to the bathroom, but the bathrooms are all in the wing that's being destroyed. Still, I haven't felt any thunderous booms from the wrecking ball hitting the building, so I decide to go over there anyway. When I look out the bathroom window, I see that the wrecking machine isn't even on right now. (You can tell because when it's on, the wrecking ball swings back and forth like a pendulum, gradually sweeping wider and wider arcs.) However, apparently there's been some work done on the inside of the building, because none of the toilets work. Notwithstanding this, I spend some time in the bathroom. At one point I wonder if all of my changes of clothes are in the wing that's soon to be destroyed. Then a guy comes running into the bathroom to tell me that I'd better hurry up because the wrecking machine's started warming up! Sure enough, when I look out the window, I see the wrecking ball swinging back and forth a little. I do hurry. But it turns out the machine is aimed at another part of the wing, where some students are currently eating lunch on the roof. As I watch through the window, all of them soon leave, all except one, who's either trolling the machine operator or just very stupid. The machine operator can't start working until this student leaves, and he's visibly annoyed.

Math Meeting

Someone in the math department is telling us that Prof. S has released the results of his annual "Favorite Teachers" survey, and as always it "just happens" that he tops the list. The announcer apparently thinks that the second-place professor (whom I've never heard of) is a better one. I decide to see if I can take a class with this other professor and form my own opinion. Anyway, it only makes sense for Prof. S to put himself at the top of his list. It's a demonstration of self-confidence, or something.

Now Prof. S himself is leading the meeting, and he's gone through a list of important characteristics for any math teacher to have. He's taken a break from talking so that the listeners can discuss these ideas among themselves. I wasn't paying the closest attention, so I look over at Prof. B's notes, which he's been typing on his laptop. It's a list of five desirable characteristics in a math teacher. Suddenly Prof. S calls on me and asks what I think of what he just said. I try to keep my voice calm and formulate an intelligent response--something about trying to work out which teachers in the department have which of these five characteristics he's just mentioned.

"Characteristics?" says he. "What characteristics?"

I read off the first two items on the list, and he interrupts me to say that those are not characteristics but "methodologies." Oops. Now it's clear I was reading from Prof. B's notes. I hope he doesn't mind too much. Thankfully, Prof. S soon changes the subject.

Frags:

• Something happens inside a convention center.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

his dream seems a crossover of Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction. I'm part of some female elite assassins' gang. Apparently one of the girls did some shit and another one beats her up until she looks dead. She wants to throw her body in the river. I don't agree with any of this and I check if the other girl is still alive. She is and I convince my colleague that we should spare her life. Then out of nowhere comes our boss, who is none other than Samuel L. Jackson. He asks why we haven't finished her up and when we say we didn't think it was necessary, he decides we're getting soft and shoots at us. He kills the other two and I barely escape. Then begins a long chase with gun fights. I start confident that I will beat him, but after a while I feel that he might manage to kill me. We have a last chase at a crowded hotel with glass elevators and emergency staircases. I jump from a window, enter the hotel again and cross the kitchen in a last attempt to lose him. When I'm out of ideas, a huge earthquake shakes the whole building and I decide to run to outside. Stuff collapses behind me and he gets trapped inside. I feel relief, but then outside I encounter mayhem. The earthquake is caused by the fall of what seem to be meteorites, but instead of making large impact craters, they explode like nuclear bombs and radioactive clouds form in the sky. Everybody is running for their lives and I look for some good shelter. I find it at an old monumental church with heavy wooden doors which I lock behind me. I inform the people inside about what's happening outside and we try as much as possible to insulate doors and windows. Magically we survive in there for some time until I decide to get outside and I find that we've been protected from radiation by huge transparent domes over the city.

Centi Pizza
There is a particular brand of frozen pizza that is supposedly all the rage right now; in fact it's attained legendary status as some sort of superfood. However, I've never had it because the store I shop at has never carried it. (Later I learn that this is because supplies of the pizza are tightly rationed for some reason--maybe overwhelming demand?) Today I'm in the store and everyone is buzzing because THE PIZZA IS HERE. At first it seems like I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any because while there are free samples available, people apparently needed to reserve a sample in advance! But as I'm walking around the store that doesn't actually seem to be the case. I start to see samples set out everywhere, with labels like "Try this tonight for dinner!" The pizza is basic cheese and pepperoni and comes in little bite-size rolls. I take one and pop it into my mouth. It's lukewarm and doesn't really taste like anything special--I can faintly taste the pepperoni, but otherwise it almost has no taste at all. Yet after I've had one bite I discover I can't stop eating it. I NEED more. I'm walking around the store eating handfuls of pizza bites, and I can see open pizza boxes everywhere because apparently store employees and customers alike are all just WOLFING this stuff down. I see M.M. from work, who holds up a pizza box and says "Hey Coyote, did you hear about the new pizza they finally--" and I interrupt him with a cheery "Yup, way ahead of ya!" Apparently this pizza goes under the brand name of "Centilavi" ("Cantilavi"?) or just Centi for short. I think E.L. from work is also there.

There are also other pizza samples in the store, but they're from a different maker and they're whole pizzas, not bite-sized things. I take a bite of one piece and discover it is actually pizza cleverly interwoven with large sticky blocks of pasta. It actually doesn't taste bad (it's similar to the Centi pizza in that I can't really taste anything) but the idea of a pizza-pasta hybrid grosses me out, so I stop eating it. Another piece (of regular pizza this time) is supposedly "super spicy" and features some kind of meat with spicy sauce, but again I can barely taste it, and what I can taste doesn't seem spicy at all.

A Cleaner Workplace
I'm leaving work, but before I go I have a conversation with someone about how much cleaner the place used to be when it had a full complement of cleaning staff. I pass through a number of small rooms and hallways on my way to the exit (it's a pretty labyrinthine workplace in my dream, apparently). Just before the exit there's a large room that serves as a warehouse area; the left side of the room is fenced off to create a corridor for foot traffic. In the warehouse is a woman who starts out looking vaguely like S.W. (medium-length blond hair) but ends up having dark, very curly hair by the end of our conversation. We talk about the same thing: the office's former cleanliness. The woman mentions that we also used to be fully OSHA-compliant (I think she said OSHA) and I have a memory of seeing some sort of chart with green dots on it that illustrates our former compliance levels. "If you go way back to the 90s," she says, you'd see a real difference in how things looked. I start to laugh at this, thinking she's making a joke by saying "back to the 90s," but then realize she's not laughing. I quickly apologize and say that I've only been working here since... 2008 (it takes me a minute to come up with the year) so I wouldn't know what it was like back then. She nods. While we are talking, a few more people have come into the warehouse, and I'm suddenly aware that they're all standing fairly close by as if they're listening to us. (One of them looks like J.R. but has his hair in a ponytail.) I suddenly feel uncomfortable bitching about the workplace in front of them. I'm about to leave the woman with one last assenting remark that her observations are right on the money, but because of the onlookers I change my mind... and then am at a complete loss for what I should *actually* say. I stand there with my mouth open for almost 10 seconds while I try to come up with something. Finally I say something like "If we meet again, I'd like to talk more about this" and this seems to satisfy her. I walk away and realize I don't know her name and she probably doesn't know mine.

Car Murder
There's some sort of incredible new model of car that I may have been test driving (this part of the dream is hazy). I'm walking down the sidewalk to get to where my car is parked and pass one version of this model, but it's not my car. I can hear a group of young guys partway down the street heckling loudly at someone's car because it's the shiny new model, and I know instantly that they're looking at my car. I increase my pace and hope I don't find them vandalizing it or anything. I get there and discover that my car is actually kind of a hybrid of old and new: it has the new model's frame (or maybe just part of it?) but still has its old tires and the same beat-up front license plate. Well, when I say it has its old tires, it actually only has *two* of those tires: both the right front and right rear tires are completely gone, yet the car is upright and balanced as if nothing was missing. I think the gang stole the tires (I am dimly aware that they're surrounding the car) but I don't see any signs that anyone there is responsible for the theft, aside from the continued heckling. As I watch, the car suddenly bucks, like a horse, all on its own; the front of it bends in a weird way as if there's some kind of extra joint in the hood. This gets a louder jeering from the crowd. One guy approaches the front of the car, and suddenly the car bucks again and somehow *grabs onto him* with its front fender. The car rears up high in the air, then comes down hard, slamming the guy into the pavement. He brokenly tries to get to his feet, stammering "But I--" and the car picks him up and begins to roll forward, slamming him down again and again and again until there's nothing left of the guy except a smear of red paste stretching down the road. I am standing on the sidewalk, stunned, with my mouth open. From across the street the guy's mother comes running out of an apartment. "Joe! JOE!" she yells. There's a pause and then the mother lets out a wordless, resounding shriek that echoes off the buildings. At this point I'm starting to wonder if I'm going to be held accountable for Joe's murder (even though I had nothing to do with it) since I'm the owner of the car.

[small skip] The mother is kneeling on the sidewalk next to me. I am next to her with an arm around her back for support. I can see blood on her dress. She talks quietly and seems much calmer after her initial outburst. There is a tight group of people surrounding the two of us, but they are friends. I don't feel threatened at this point, since it doesn't seem like the mother is looking to place blame on anyone for the incident. (A calculating part of me knows this is because I made sure to be by her side and befriend her from the get-go.) For some reason we're talking about mental health, I think. I don't remember much of the conversation except that at one point someone asks "Well, how's Chihiro Onitsuka* doing these days [with her issues]?" Someone replies that she's hanging on, but barely, and that the national health system "let her off with a warning," whatever that means. It's an odd conversation but suggests that mental problems are pretty heavily stigmatized and that people have few if any resources when it comes to seeking help for them.

*Oni is a wonderful Japanese singer.

i was on my couch in my room but it was very bright and i plugged my nose and said im dreaming but then the dream scene beacame so vivid and so real i was so amazed that i beacame even more aware that i was in a dream and i had so much more control than all of my other lucid dreams i cant remember but i didnt plan what i wanted to do so i was just make objects and makeing some dissapear and my dad came in and i said something like be gone or dissappear but he didnt i guess thats the one thing i cant control yet cause dream characters are harder to control than objects so a scene change happened and i was in a library and it looked so cool cause it looked so real but then i was back in my room and my dad was in the hall and he looked exactly like he did in real life so i started to doubt that i was sleeping so i plugged my nose and i couldnt breath through it and i said why cant i and i think it was my subconsious talking to me cause i heard a voice say cause you are lucid enough to not need to and i said oh and i said the dream will end soon so do what you like now and like 10min later the dream was fadingi was going to rub my hands to make it last longer but i said what if its 10:00am i need to wake up so i let it fade and when i woke up it was only 3:00 i was kind of mad but i was glad to be getting back into the dream world and that i had a talk with my subconsious so i was glad.

Dream Frag.
My cousin Jessica was taking me to work and I gave her gas money which I placed on top of her cell phone.

I was in a blue car which I destroyed by scraping it up all over and ruining the paint.

I was in a desert. Suddendly I heared some shots. A man was running riot, although I didn't see him killing people, people panicked and ran away. He was coming towards me - smiling oddly and having a gun in his hands. He said something about killing me and pointed with his gun at my head. All of the sudden somebody else drew a pistol and shot the man down to prevent him from killing me. I noticed the man being wounded and carried him away. I arrived at a place that remided me of a park or a zoo. I saw a girl(she was a classmate of mine) holding a huge piece of paper - although I couldn't read it(or I cannot remember) I knew what to do. I put the man down, the next moment she wasn't standing there anymore but I saw the family of the man who was wounded. We all sat down and discussed something, then I went home. At afternoon I decided to drive there again. I bought something at Mc'Donalds and looked at the place, but there was nobody.