23 feb Out with the buddies & girls at a place that looks far near a beach. In a restaurant with wood and windows, looks like dawn outside. Friends bring 6 pack they don’t want, considering drinking it if they don’t but need to study. We were having brunch, we move over to a larger long table that has a medium and looks like it’s seating around 15 people. Bill comes up to $115 per person? I’m trying to drink al the leftover beers but realize there’s nothing. Everyone’s freaking out as we rush in like. Everyone’s dressed nice. Im in line for fuck knows why and we’re near the front as the frat kids scuttle behind us in a mob. lines veering around a small ascend. Security heavy, the lady gestures toward me and says you can’t wear that black blazer; he doesn’t like that. Friends tell me it’s the line to meet and greet Elon musk. I take off my blazer and am wearing white collared shirt and white slacks. Apparently I don’t look nice enough, I look at friends and they’re dressed just as decent. Ag is wearing a plaid skirt that’s very contemporary. I say fuck this I don’t know or care who or the hell Elon is and sit aside, watch the line from and exit on a stair/4 and vape. drunk asian man rushes outside with door open and pisses, security glaring at him as they poke their heads out. I grab my coats and cuddle with them. Ones too big and baggy and purple. 24 feb The same place as yesterday, but I were sight seeing with family this time Trying to get away from family and sister as they’re becoming a nuisance and they’re looking at empty town houses, looks like we’re in a big rustic city. I wander off to go to a pub to grab a pint Too many people, looks like frat kids shoulder to shoulder again. I make my way towards back patio outdoors. Seems the friends are all outside in another long table seating a lot of people. See our big gay boy and try to maneuver over railing but the waiters glare and friends say they tried but to just go around. I do and sit. Go to bathroom across a 50m grass field I don’t know why and see gal. We chat. I don’t remember where the afternoon took us.
I am in a restaurant with Melissa and I think some others. It seems fairly crowded and a tiny bit cramped. Melissa asks me something like ‘is that her?’, referencing a girl at the table across from us. The table is against the wood paneled wall and full with at least four people. I think Melissa is asking if it’s Reilly. The table is slightly behind me, so I have to covertly turn my head to get a glance. The girl looks fairly similar to Reilly, but seems thicker, more made up, with curlier hair. The group seems to find something funny or amusing; it seems like they are quietly laughing. They also seem to be looking over here, possibly what is causing the giggling. I now get up to go use the bathroom and to get a better look on my way. In the bathroom, I start using the urinal, which is short, low to the ground, and a stainless steel trough style.
I am at work when I discover a huge rack of clothes that need to go back. (This place doesn’t look like work, but more like a store’s vestibule for shopping carts crossed with, now that I think about it, the women’s fitting room that I brought clothes to yesterday. Their rack was very full). Upon closer inspection, the myriad pants? look new, like they’ve just gotten here and are ready to be put on the floor. So I instead enter one of the fitting rooms, instantly disappointed that I do, finding a small sea of tried-on pants left on the ground. I notice a lot of their tags - Levis? As I filter through them, I think I find evidence of shoplifting. I end up finding quite a few fake bills (20s and 50s I think). I hold them up to the light, making the ink on them appear to have been drawn on. This and the crude renditions of the faces on the bills is quite humorous. I am at work? (it seems to be the area above the escalators that is still near the clothes but is mostly now the area for appliances). I seem to be in a large kitchen model. I think there is an island counter surrounded by a large L of counter space and a plethora of cabinets. A middle aged couple and the mom of one of them come over now. The wife tells me she is looking for a cookie cutter. I start looking for her, genuinely trying, searching every single drawer and cabinet, left to right. I come across a total of three circular apple slicers, one of which I offer as the closest thing we have to a cookie cutter. She politely declines, but genuinely thanks me for looking, then tells me to have a nice day and leaves. I consider bringing one of the apple slicers to Dad’s. I now look in a drawer very close to the ground and find a bunch of newspaper clippings. They are ads or sales. One is offering a pizza for a certain price contingent upon you reviewing some place. I see a 13 near the top, leading me to believe that it is from 2013. I also discover a few black shirts - Marilyn Manson and Nine Inch Nails band shirts. They are marked down with turquoise clearance stickers on their tags. I think that Mom is keeping them in here so she can give them to me as (Christmas?) gifts later. I think about how I don’t even really know NIN and how the prices will probably be expired by now. There is also a soft looking, navy blue Grateful Dead shirt that I think is going to be for Dad. Makayla is here now, on the phone, and she asks what we should get for Dad. I tell her I don’t know.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening It's really early dawn and I go on foot to meet Riverstone at home, but it is totally dark, so I can't take the road down to the valley, instead I hang up at an old house on top of the hill. It's an old stone house and soon I find out it is haunted. I see the ghost of a little girl roaming around and then a couple of bad guys chasing her and she disappears down a hole on the floor to some water pipes. I find some toys stuck in there, a ball, a bunny and something else. Then I hear Riverstone's van approaching, he is going somewhere, but he stops and comes in this house to. Also has some child with him that he is attending to. I surprise them and ask for a lift but then for some reason I stay behind. My dad and grandpa come by with papers and a proposition to make to the tenants of their country house. They don't tell me what it is and the tenant's family comes by, their family has increased quite a while, particularly they now have a bunch of girls my age (actually younger but in my dreams I am always between 20s and 30). They are pissed of with the proposal they say it is 2800€ short. My grandpa starts feeling nervous and anxious and I tell them not to be confrontational or he can have a heart attack. He goes away and I take care of it. I ask what the issue is, but they don't believe I don't know, think I am trolling them. But I conquer the girls trust and they will negotiate with me. Later I spot a boar with a baby coming out from the bushes and I say it with enthusiasm and go take a peak. No one saw it and they don't believe me. I point to the animals and they don't look like boars anymore, now they are dwarf zebras. Then my mom comes by and she asks my help to graft a tree on the outside of the house which we do. She kinda ruins it, but then I fix it. Then I am at a kindergarten nearby where I used to go as a kid and they have a gardener that goes there once in a while to teach the kids somethings about gardening and horticulture. I find it wonderful, want to do the same but I don't think I have his talent to keep the kids really interested.
The scene is at the beach. We're on vacation. Bahar is there, I'm trying to be closer to her but it doesn't seem to work out. I'm at a festival. A few guys from my high school are there and we interact for a moment. Moo is there with me. We seem to be watching a trailer for the festival as it's happening in real time. There's a stage with a huge crowd listening to a dj but only certain people are jumping and dancing. I think it's really fake. I see there's groups of people going through a line where they have to do certain things like dance and jump through hoops or something. I'm inside a building drawing something on a piece of paper. At first it looks really shitty and then it comes out to be really well-drawn. It's a gray balloon.
I am at some small event in some smaller event room. There are people from work here as well as Sage and maybe her boyfriend. I have come here with Makayla; I think it is somewhere in California. Makayla calls Mom to ask if we can stay here for dinner. I say, mostly to myself since she’s on the phone, that Mom could throw us a 20 and it would help. Mom says yes, inciting a subdued bout of excitement. I envision taking an Uber back just as a humorous scenario, mentally gawking at what it would cost if they even go that far. I am seated now, at the end of one of two tables that abuts the other. Against the wall and on smaller display tables are the beers on tap. Each actually looks like its own little machine - they range in appearance from slushee machines to small drink vending machines, etc, each with their own design for the beer within. Evelyn from work is looking at them all, very closely. I wasn’t going to go up and look at them alone, so I take this opportunity. There are some fairly good options, but nothing amazing. I think I see the Sierra Nevada Torpedo. I think there is a porter and a hefeweizen, the hefe in what looks like a pineapple yellow pina colada machine. I think its name is slightly off - actually Heineken or something? I think I decide to pass on it because it seems like a bad imitation of the style. I think I end up with a glass of the Torpedo. I’m now seated again, across from Sage and maybe her boyfriend. The apparent host, a petite, bald, bespectacled man wearing a white apron around his waist, is coming around and jovially making sure everything and everyone is okay. Everyone seems to be uplifted by this quaint man’s demeanor. He takes Sage’s order, which is ‘spare pork’. I now see a plate of it in front of her, three or four generously sized slices of pork. He looks at me now, and I want the same thing, but ‘spare pork’ sounds wrong, so I say instead ‘the same thing’. I notice my drink is a few sips away from being empty. I want to order another while I have the service available, but I also don’t want to ask for more while I still have some. I am working a wedding. I am standing outside and near the entrance gate to what seems to be a large, upscale country club. Everything seems spread out, showcasing the grassy, and in places marshy, land. It seems like a pleasant day. I am holding a fairly big gift bag - it is for the couple whom I just saw but now cannot find. I feel sort of out of place. I want to get this gift to them, but guests keep showing up, expecting me to direct them. A lifted, impossibly white truck approaches; the driver is impeccably clean cut and dressed in an effortlessly classy and flattering suit. Through his open window, he tells me that he likes my shoes. They are my new ones (that I bought at work). I’m also wearing dress pants and a tucked dress shirt. He now asks me where the ‘halfway point’ is, and I hesitate. He asks again, kind of snootily, as if I should know right away. It makes me feel kind of stupid. I then recall an image of a white line on some asphalt, so I tell the man to continue on and he will see the halfway point marked with a white line, gesturing with my hands. To my left, I see the asphalt walkway meandering through and then becoming obscured by some tall grasses. I see men in suits walking with girls in dresses, all pastel colors, and it is idyllic. I now start walking, but I am not on any walkway. The ground is marshy; my feet start to sink enough to get the tops of my shoes wet. Beth has apparently been watching me and asks what I’m doing. I inwardly agree with her sentiment and start to come back. I still want to give them this gift though, so I start again, though this time I seem to be holding onto some kind of ledge and traversing with my feet also on some small lip of something more solid than the marsh. It all seems cramped and small and obscured by the foliage. *It is as I’m doing this that I hear my alarm go off. Mom is in my room and has apparently been going through my stuff, as she is holding up what’s left of a joint in a plastic bag that was hidden in my laundry basket. She seems really upset, mad, or disappointed. I’m not sure why; it’s really not that big of a deal to me. She’s also holding some new clothes she got for me. There are some tank tops on hangers and some red and blue underwear that look more like Speedos. I take them and hang them in the closet; they are a tight fit. I think I’m getting ready to go to class or work. I am in the bathroom with Melissa. I am naked at least from the waist down, and using some hair removal cream? on my pubic region. For whatever reason, I start rubbing it on my lower legs, until it starts to feel like there’s less hair (I didn’t intend to remove the hair on my legs). I tell Melissa I just accidentally removed all my leg hair and she doesn’t believe me. I rub my legs, feeling only skin and stubble.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening With Zilla and other people. Her German cousins are visiting. She tells me her cousin, for whom I had a crush, is this fat guy with a squeaky voice. He already has a daughter, he is very friendly, but it is a disappointment for me. We are at a fortified town and at night people go indoors and warn tourists about a werewolf, but tourists either don't believe or are excited with it. I am hiding at a high view point of the fortress, I notice some movement, some people are outside and sound the alarm and the creature climbs to rooftops and terraces and tries to escape. I follow it. Goes inside the castle where there is an event happening and people are still there. He attacks and a couple of persons are bitten, adding to the chaos, as at least one starts turning. I hide at a locker room where some ladies are changing, unaware of it, and then a few more people hide and lock doors. I don't want to stay put, as I find an exit leading to an old hospital. It is not empty, it is just quiet, cause it's night and some hallways are closed to the general public, but I dress as a doctor and wander around and no one suspects. Then I can't find a way out and becomes surreal. I hide from some female doctors in an area with rooms or apartments for doctors to rest. They sense my presence but I sneak out from room to room and they don't see me or just have glimpses of me and think are hallucinating. Then I find a secret door leading to a chamber and then another door to a toilet and god knows why, I have to climb inside the toilet and flush to open up a passageway to exit this place. But I hesitate, I am afraid of doing it and look for some normal exit. End up by the side of a bed where one doctor wakes up and sees me again but assumes I am in a dream, so I just lay down by her bed and pretend I am a character of her imagination and wait for her to fall asleep. I finally exit this place. Go to airport where the security stops me and I lose my plane.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening Friends running a school bar. Not going well, failling at pleasing costumers, lots of technical fails when playing live music. One night I come to help, suggest spontaneous performances, I sing a bit, people start to enjoy and I tell my friends it is a matter of time all problems get fixed and costumers start coming, since there are no competitors. A high fashion model is doing a photoshoot, she is really tired and upset with how it's going. I stay to watch and help her out and realize it's really a hard time for her. She is doing a series of photos wearing weird conceptual stuff, she can't move once its on and they have to carry her up some rocks, through caves, cold and wet places. Then at some point they want her to climb a vertical cliff because everyone else is afraid to do it and help her. I help her and she is very thankful. I watch some adorable movie and since there are now bendable screens, we can get a movie on a sticker, glue it to any surface and I take it to a bench by the sea and stick it there for people to watch if they sit there. I meet some kids with a tiny tiny puppy, they let me play with him, then I ask if they bought or adopted. The girl confesses they bought, kind of scared of my reaction as she noticed I meant it as criticism, but I try to be civil and say it's ok, they didn't know better and explain to them why adopting from shelters is so important and buying animals is wrong. Picking wood for my fireplace near my mom's house, but then head to a hotel instead of my home. My room is full of flour and other cake ingredients all over my bed. I tidy it up.
WBTB when F left for work. As I got back in bed I thought briefly about LDing but didn't MILD or anything. I relaxed and drifted, but right before I slipped out of consciousness I snapped back into awareness and began to feel the waves of vibrations. I was having the transparent eyelids effect and could see I was in a replica of my room. I had some expectation of SP/RA since I've had a few pretty spooky instances of that lately when I've MILDed (or sometimes when awaking from a DILD). However none came, and I started drifting up and to the right. I relaxed and let myself go. Slowly I floated over to one of the walls and when I felt my dream body was free, I pushed off the wall onto the floor and walked down the hallway. I said "lights" and hoped that would work but it rarely does and didn't. I decided to do the thing that almost always fucks up my WILDs and phase through my window, hoping that that would be more successful than walking through my almost pitch-black apartment. This time instead of trying to phase through the curtains (which I always do for some reason), I pulled back the curtains and phased through the glass. It was double-paned with about six inches of separation between the two, so I thought I may have trouble getting through, but I decided to expect it to work, and it did. Outside seemed like my apartment grounds at first, but it became clear that I was in the quad of my old college campus. I floated down (my whole body was engaged, it was a nice and quite physical dream, with some light gravity). I aimed my fall and landed on a nice bush, grabbing it with my hands and balancing myself on it with my feet, before I dropped to the ground. It was still night, and everything was lit by tall streetlamps along the path. One of them had its box cracked open, with the plastic exposing lots of thin red and blue wires. I walked along for a bit and then woke up.
I become lucid walking down my driveway. I fly a little bit to the bottom, then remember that I wanted to do the TOTM: "Ask a DC where he or she is from." I'm at the bottom of the driveway now, and I think that I could go to the house to the left that I had visited recently in a dream. I walk to the house and knock on the door. I can see that the family is all sitting at a table and eating dinner together. (I think there are less kids than last time, but still a lot.) The whole area of the house here is like a screen-in porch, so I can see everything easily. The mother comes to the door, and she is less happy to see me than usual. I apologize for interrupting dinner and tell her I'll leave in a moment, but I was just wondering if she could tell me where they were from. She says, "A dinosaur." Her husband speaks up from behind her and says something about a pterodactyl. I thank them and leave. I want to do the Advanced TOTM, "Walk on the ceiling," so I decide to go to the houses past the cul-de-sac and do that, but I wake up.
#524 I don't quite recall this perfectly nor am I sure what triggered lucidity but I'll try to put the pieces together. I think how it started is with me noticing something about a FA making me wonder if I was dreaming. I do my fave RC, the nose plug, and announce that I am dreaming. Something about saying that and it being true filled me with that old feeling of amazement and wonder. Every time I say this throughout the rest of the dream I am filled with the same feeling. I don't do much because I keep falling back into FA but somehow I keep catching on to it. I don't know how many time I work up to realize it was a dream but I feel like it happened a lot. Maybe that's a false feeling but it seems true. I remember that at some point I watch a dream materialize from darkness. I rub my hands together and examine them for stability. I look around at several people staring at me. It looks like I am in a classroom. I tell them all that I am dream. All of this is a dream. You are in a dream. Some look at me with blank expressions some of them look at me like I am crazy. I tell them I will prove it by putting my finger through my hand. It almost works but doesn't quite get there. I try to think of it as reaching through empty space. I doesn't quite work to my satisfaction. I tell them maybe this is a bad example. I recall another time of trying to phase through a glass or mirror. At one point I clap my hands for stability and am momentarily fooled by an FA. I realize I have been moaning (perhaps not I don't know. I have recorded myself on my sleep app moaning so who knows lol). I think I must have woke my wife. She tells me I was clapping and talking in my sleep. Then I think nope this is typical FA stuff. I never act out my dreams. I relax and see a kaleidoscope of psychedelic geometry and color. I enjoy this for as long as it lasts. I don't know how long. Maybe I lost lucidity for a moment. Maybe not. I now I am walking someplace. I explore my surroundings. I don't quite recall what it was. I continue to tell people I am dreaming but they don't respond. I don't really care. There was more but I forget. I finally wake up for real ( I think) and I feel uncomfortable so I roll to my side. I am confinement I'll renter the dream state lucidly but unfortunately I don't recall anything after that.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening At a house with a long corridor, like my grandparents' home in Moita. I'm going around locking up the windows. My dad is there. I also have my cats and a cougar. The cougar was raised by us but seems not to like us or the cats, and picks up fights. The cats are afraid and bite me several times. The cougar then bites a cat but lets him go, clearly not with the intention to kill. Still I yell at him and throw him out in the street. A couple of twin old rich ladies, my neighbors, see it and come to rescue the "poor thing". I try to warn then that he is behaving badly, but they don't care as they always loved the cougar. Staying at a hostel, changing the sheets in the bed. Someone caught a mouse in a jar. Go to school and I am looking for my classroom. I am late, Ana Sofia and others also are just arriving. Not many places or chairs available. I sit in the back, can't hear the teacher. A girl in front row is an ass kisser to the teacher. Then in the middle of the students, I spot my guru as a young boy, he is being teased by a indian kid pretending to be fishing. A guy who's been stalking me disappears, but I think he faked his own death and will come back to haunt me again Start dating my childhood crush Marco. We've been flirting for a while, I sit in the back of the classroom and so does he. One day he sits at a piano to serenade me and I sit by his side, feeling warmhearted.
I went to sleep at 1:30 and woke up at around 4 am. On my first dream i was on vacations in Uruguay. I was in a house with my family. Both my parents were there. They were playing loud music, and each one's music claimed a half of the house. It was interestesting not to hear them get mixed together. My father was taking a shower and i went to his bedroom where the desk is and i grabbed his almost finished marijuana joint. I decided i was going to make a new one and include the remainings of that one. My dad comes out of shower, and i could note he was high. He told me he was high and that he was enjoying it, but i also noted he was still like tense. Anyway he had plans on what to do while high, which surprised me because it was his first time smoking, so i went on with my things. On my way out of the bedroom i was walking like the living hall of my mother's aunt Teresa F. There i encountered my older sister who was also about to smoke and trip on stuff like the wind (it was a bit windy outside but in a nice way, like refreshing). Then i go outside with my sister, and some neighborhood kids want to play with her with a football but we were going to take a walk (besides i don't think she'd have played anyway). It starts raining, we are still outside but we don't walk far, we just go to the backyard which is actually quite big now. When we went outside our house turned to be a Estancia (it's a countryside). My dad goes outside and he starts talking to the kids, but he was alone in the sense that my sister and me weren't there to hear what he had said. Then i go inside the house to finish this joint i never got to make. And when i come into the kitchen i received news that my dad has been arrested. I assumed that he was talking with the children about weed and perhaps police saw him high and maybe they thought he was trying to sell weed to the kids. I laughed at it and quickly thought of a defense so he'd get released from prision (it was 5 years of jail if found guilty). The defense i thought was that he didnt have weed in him (cause i took it) so even though he was high he wasn't selling anything. And personal consumption is not criminalized, well at least not after you have consumed it. But that's in Argentina and we were in Uruguay! I came back from my vacations in Uruguay on saturday (2 days ago) and a few times my sister and i smoked weed. But i got weed so much in my mind because: 1. we were trying to get some before i came back from Uruguay, which we didn't. 2. I watched a Netflix series about Murder Mountain. 3. When i came here i thought of giving my father weed in some brownies, so he'd try it before i left to Cordoba to study. I woke up, went to bathroom, then went back to bed and i slept until 9:00 am. I dreamt i was sitting in a restaurant in Bs As. The restaurant was small and poor, seemed to be a family business. My table was outside. I was with my phone and some guy comes right next to my table and threatens the owner (who had a white apron) with a gun to give him the money. I thought of getting up and leaving, but i didn't know where to go so i didn't. The owner gives him the money, and then the robber comes towards me. He points the gun at me and i knew the logic thing would be to give him my cellphone so instantly i slide it though the table, i seemed to do it calmly (that's how i think it looked) but i was outraged (and i sensed that my intention was more of like throwing it rather than passing it). I saw he still stood there, so he wanted everything and apparently there were no cops around (i was in the most dangerous neighborhood, so that didn't surprise me). I took out my wallet from my pocket, and i didn't give it to him. Instead i opened it and gave him a bunch of paper money and he left (didn't give him all i had, just all i could grab in a quick manner). I remained there for a bit longer watching my surroundings. There were people fighting, there were more robbing... it wasn't a good place to stay. I got up and decided to leave. I went through people's porches, but that was ok. Then i find myself somewhere in Córdoba and my girlfriend finds me [I don't have a gf]. I told her i was robbed, that i didn't have my cellphone. We were having an event right there and now, it was my uncle's engagement or something. We went inside and she starts talking to me what we had to do, but we were close and kissing, and i knew what we'd do after the event . I got 9 messages (i think in my gf's cellphone) from the robber that he hacked 9 of my accounts, and i saw a discord screenshot. I asked my girlfriend if she could take care of my accounts while i went home to dress but she said no because she had to be in the event to let them know i was still getting ready. She started to hurry me more but i was worried of my accounts... and the first entrant was about to begin the event and that's when i decided to quit, i wasn't dressed and i was still there and it would take at least like an hour to get home, dress and come back. But then i see my uncle's wife in the entry room sad and angry because she was also cancelling. She was cancelling because i was. Then my uncle comes smiling and he says "we're not cancelling. We can start whenever we like, we have all day. So go home, get dressed and come back. We'll wait for you." Since he told me in such a good mood i was going to do it, and forget about the accounts until later in the day. Btw while he was speaking i noticed he had white teeth, they were very bright. Then i woke up. When i went to Uruguay it was my first time travelling out of my province alone. So i was worried i was going to get robbed at Bs As, specially because the bus station is one of the places where most crime happen. The first time, when i went, it was early morning. I had to walk from the Bus station to the port which was like 10 blocks away. It was pretty chill. But on my way back it was night, right after sunset. And again i had to walk from the port to the bus station. This time i was more worried and i think this influenced this last dream i had. But when i went even though it was disgusting to see such misery and precariousness, i didn't have any trouble. There were a lot of people too which were coming and going from the bus station and i saw police on a block which seemed to be the most dangerous.
So this was a dream where I had Control of Letters As input For Hyper potential
my towel gets stuck under my door then Two people Fall Over in A explosion
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