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It was thanksgiving. I was at my aunts house, but not the one where we usually go for thanksgiving. I had this huge cup of tea, it was like a bowl. My aunt asked me for some. I tried to pour it but I spilled it all over the table(this is very reminiscent of when I was making spaghetti sauce yesterday and was pouring things from big containers into small ones and making a mess). At first she seemed mad. Then she spilled her own cup jokingly and on purpose and helped me clean it up. Then I was in the kitchen talking to a girl I'd never seen before. She wasn't part of the family and explained how she was a recovering drug addict who knew my aunt. We talked a lot and really connected. Then we were in a train station about to go somewhere together, the conversation never really ended, it was continuous through the scene change.

I was in my room eating candy with my little brother. I was eating these fancy jellybeans of odd sizes. One was jallapeno flavored from Tony Pacos, and the other was strawberries and cream. My little brother had pixie stix and was trying to open them by slamming them on something. I told him not to because he would lose all the sugar out here, and all the sudden we were outside in the snow, like there was nothing strange about it.

I had 3 LDs in a row that were almost identical. I was in my room and I stuck my finger through my hand. I immediatly tried to find a way out of my room so I could smoke(apparently I didn't trust it enough to be a dream to smoke inside). In one I was woken up by noises made by people in real life before I could get anywhere. In the other two I slipped out my window. It was really strange, I could go through the glass like it wasn;t there, but not the metal, so I had to slip through the tiny panes. When I made it outside I looked around and started thinking about where I could find some weed. I always got woken up by people making noise before I could do anything.

I was in my kitchen. My mom was arguing with my brother, trying to get him to do his homework. I was really irritated because I wanted them to be quiet. Then I remembered the reason I wanted them to be quiet was so that I could get back to sleep. I stuck my finger through my hand and became lucid. I walked toward the front door. I noticed it was locked but I just opened it as if it wasn't. I walked south. There were a bunch of people outside, more than I had ever seen in real life(I realize now that this happens a lot in my dreams). I tried to pull a cigarette case out of my pocket but it wasn't there. I tried all my pockets(my mind was moving to fast to really focus on the task). Then I saw Ian. I said Ian, do you still have my cigarettes. He said yeah and threw a pack at me. It went out of my line of sight and when I looked where they were there was just a cellophane wrapper floating in the air. I asked him where they went and he threw them to me again, the exact same image, but this time straight to me and I caught them. I was close to bancroft which was a blur of speeding cars and I turned around. I opened the pack and saw many different kinds of cigarettes, but no weed. I didn't really want a cigarette so I just kept throwing them out looking through the pack. Then I saw a car and decided I wanted to see what it would be like to get hit by a car. I ran at it as fast as I could but I wasn't fast enough and it was gone. I looked through the cigarettes more, don't remember anything else.

I remember some fragments from another dream. I was at this really cool park. There was something about birds, stones and souls. I met this really smart little kid. I might have been flying or on a swing or in a tree at some point. I also remember this huge bathroom where even though there were 30 different toilets everyone in there followed me and pissed right next to me.

I had a dream where I was messing with my guitar, setting it up or something. I saw my brother in the room across from me messing with a guitar he got for christmas(in the dream, don't really remember this part, but sort of knew it). He was tuning it with a boss tuner pedal and I was thinking why does he have such a fancy expensive tuner if he can't even play? He had a bunch of other stuff he got for christmas, like this big blue platform. I thought it was for the guitar at first but when I went in there to talk to him he told me it was the wave rider for the wii. He showed me this game he got that was like mario tennis but as a 3d platform game. The tennis ball was really big too. He kept getting forced backwards, which made him lose. Then I was playing.
There was another part where I had to go to the bathroom, but someone was calling me on my cellphone. I didn't wanna answer it in the bathroom so I put the toilet in the hall. It ended up being a telemarketer for this commercial I saw when my mom was watching TV while I was cooking. It was this scam where the sell you a computer for a low monthly payment that over time ends up costing you way more than if you just bought it at the store, and they throw in a free tv and printer to make it seem worth it. The woman asked me if I had my first payment ready. I said what payment? She started telling me about the computer and all that and I got really pissed and told how shitty it is for them to scam people like this. She apologized and told me she would take me off the list of people to call. Then my sister walked by and I realized I was sitting in the hall on the toilet with my pants down. I felt awkward but didn't realize it was a dream.
In an earlier part of the dream my mom wanted me to move this wooden piece of furniture down to the basement. It was some kind of really low stool had a rectangular seat that curved in the middle. The size of it kept changing and sometimes it was a table, sometimes a stool. At first I was mad and didn't really want to, I think I was in the middle of doing something, but then I got distracted and didn't really care. But by that time my youngest brother was sleeping on it and wouldn't move. He just sat on it half asleep smiling saying NOOOO, I don't wanna move. I did something to make him laugh and got him off of it. Then we just ended up moving it 3 feet, to a really odd spot in front of another chair.

I lay in bed conscious of my real body again laying as still as I could. Thoughts started to come but I sort of focused on my brain and they stopped. Not sure exactly what I was doing, it was very intuitive. It was like my thoughts had a lot of unconscious desire behind them that moved them but if I looked at them they stopped. I felt my consciousness sliding backwards/upwards into my brain. I got kind of excited because I knew I was about to go straight back into another LD and the process jarred and stopped. I calmed myself down and it started again and I watched as I slipped into a dream
I was in bed. I felt very strange. My head hurt like I had been thinking extremely hard, harder than I actually could in waking life. My movement was all screwed up too, I'm guessing this is caused by SP seeping into the dream. I rolled over and it felt like I might have opened my eyes(my real ones). I saw my meditation cushion superimposed over the dream, everywhere I looked it floated in the air. I got out of bed in a jerky motion and had to grab the doorknob immediately because I had no balance.
The image went away when I steeped out into the hall but my movement was still pretty screwed up. I saw myself in a mirror. My boxers were bunched up and I had a shirt on that looked odd too. I wasn't 100% sure it was a dream though I assumed it was. I looked to the left in the direction of the computer room and instead I saw a huge archway that looked like the on downstairs only at least 3x bigger. From this I knew it was a dream. The room it led to was big but completely empty. I ran around it excitedly. I ran around exploring other rooms but I don't remember what was in them, they were all fairly barren. I saw a bunch of archways, smaller than the first, but all in a row. They looked like infinite regression in mirrors. I decided I wanted to go step into a mirror. I found one and ran at it but it didn't work, I just crashed into it and ran off laughing. Then I remember that one of my goals is to step into an MC Escher drawing or a Van Gogh painting. I decided that I would find one in the next room I walked into. I walked into the room, and there was a painting, but it wasn;t by either of them(it looked sort of like one of these, but more angular, more based off my own aesthetics). I stared at it transfixed realizing that this painting was a spontaneous creation of my own subconscious. There were animals in it but I can't really remember what it was of. There was an artists signature on it that said Artic or Artec(Artec is the brand of one of my guitar pedals). As I stared at the painting more paintings popped up all around the room. I don't remember any of them vividly, but they were all by the same artist(all had the signature) in the same style. I was too awestruck to try to step into one.

I heard a sad crying. It was like the wailing of a poor creature. I walked around a large tent and i saw a huge tiger in a cage. I saw it cry out. It coughed and choked and wailed again. I felt it, i could feel everything. It was as good as dead.

I was lying there trying to fall asleep again after the first LD telling myself, I am going to have a LD. I got pretty comfortable and sleepy and my mind started to wander. I started thinking about skateboarding, about Burnside(the cement skatepark in the original tony hawk game) and what it would be like to do 540s and 720s over the spine, landing on the ground. I started to get some HI and saw an image of this, 3rd person. Then I was dreaming, I was at the top of a giant wooden rollin. It wasn't very steep but it was 20-40 feet tall. There were two ledges and one of them went down the rollin. I thought how could you skate these? Then I was sitting on the ledge that went down with my board on the ground riding down it. I became lucid while moving and decided to air off the quarter pipe across from it. I was going extremely fast. I launched into the air and became nervous because I had never done this in real life and didn't know what to expect. I was about 10 feet above the coping and I started flying because it wasn't working right. I got too excited and woke up, but not all the way.

I had a non-lucid where I was in the basement with my sister getting food out of one of the huge old wooden cupboards down there. For some reason we were afriad these tiny reptile gremlin things were gonna come after us, though I don't even think we saw any or know where that idea came from. I remember laying down on a pile of laundry and talking about something with her.

I was typing a of paper on my friends macbook. I was in bed and I remember sitting with it on my lap feeling the heat from the computer. I was typing it in internet explorer instead of a word processor for some reason. I was typing it on two different tabs. In one I was typing ideas into little boxes and on the other I was typing on this blank green screen with no borders. The elder scrolls 4 kept popping up and interupting me. When I tried to close it another menu opened up. I kept getting interupted and i couldn't get comfortable in bed so I thought about using my bed as a table and sitting on a folding chair in my room. Then I decided it would be easier to just go set up on the computer desk in the other room.
When I went to walk there I walked through this hall where a jazz performance was going on. Some teachers from my school where playing but I couldn't really tell who. I kept going into the computer room. When I got there it looked completely different. It was a really nice study with bookshelves couches and a coffee table. It actually looked somewhat like my friend Ben's room but nicer. Ben, David and Adam* were in there and we talked for a bit, but I felt agitated since I couldn't do my work and kinda bored so I went back to the jazz performance. It looked like they were just finishing the last song, but it turned out they were just waiting for a singer. She walked out wearing a blue sparkly dress and the piano player gave her a big introduction. Then she didn't even sing. I saw an open seat up front and went and sat down. Then it turned into a master class. The piano player was teaching it and said something about a 13 bar major swing. He asked some people to come up to learn what he was teaching, one girl got up, then he asked me if I wanted to give it a try. I'm not too confident on the piano so I was reluctant at first, but then I thought, what the heck, even if I make a fool of myself it doesn't really matter, I shouldn't pass up the opportunity for a free lesson. This lack of fear was my first tip that I might be dreaming, it didn't register consciously but I could feel a shift. As I walked up there I saw two gay guys in their underwear standing on a balcony or overpass sort of thing smoking cigarettes(went to a fucked up website yesterday trying to find information about a movie). There was something wrong about the dimensions of the piano too, so I stuck my finger through my hand. A DC next to me said what the fuck are you doing?!? I laughed. I thought about going off and doing my own thing, but I wanted to see what the piano player was going to teach me. He played this lick that was 3 successive 3 note patterns played 3 times each(the last one might have been played an extra time or lead into something else)They might have been Eb Db B, Db B A, Db A Gb, but I couldn't really get the lick. I kept asking him what the first note was and would he at least play it so I could hear it, but he wouldn't. My hand(my real one) got extremely itchy and I woke myself up scratching it on my stubble.

I had a dream where I met an older woman(not much, only by 5 years maybe). She kept flirting with me and doing really nice things for me. She was giving me a ride to the rec center where I was gonna go swimming, but she took me to some other pool on accident. I remember looking inside the building and seeing people swimming.
Then we were walking around in an apartment complex. I don't know why we were there and we never went into any of the apartments. I remember walking up a few flights of stairs. You could see the landing below from the one you were on and there were no railings. There was a bed on one and I jumped off the landing onto the bed for fun. One of the tenants gave me a dirty look.
Then we at the park. She saw some guy she knew. We talked to him. Then he did something, maybe littering, that got this cop pissed off. The cop handcuffed him and the girl, I was standing a few feet away so he didn't associate me with them. Then the cop went around making a speech trying to make an example of them. I started arguing with him politely because everything he said was total nonsense. Some more happened here but I don't remember it now.
Then we were at a friends house. We were down in the basement. I picked up a bass and started jamming with a guy a vaguely knew who was playing guitar. Then I asked him if I could play his guitar, he said of course and handed it to me. I was playing something really cool and everyone left the room. I got sort of paranoid and put the guitar down. Then a few people came back but the girl was gone. I thought about leaving and finding her but I was having to much fun with the guitar. Then I was playing videos games with everyone who had come back and the paranoid feeling crept in again. I felt like I was wasting my time playing videos games when I could be hanging out with a girl. Then we were playing music again, this time rehearsing for an upcoming gig.

What a weird dream I just had.
First off, my family who lives across the country moved to NY state, on an island marked by a boxy concrete, grey compound of a building with many square windows. Since it was on an island, it had a boat dock with huge, huge cruise liner sized old fashioned boat called the Dev Chevy (pronounced Desh Shervay). It was decked out in red white and blue and had old looking steam or pump things on the back that powered it. It was a significant boat.
I was in the courtyard of the boat dock, waiting to get on for the ride. I got on with a handful of other people and sat in a row of seats that rounded the open white back deck.
The boat took off and dipped and rose so high I had to hold onto the handrail to not slip out of my seat. I saw the water and the beautiful landscape around me as we rose and fell. I took this ride three times.

I was in a green field or farm, where I was standing a long road cut into a hill, so it was raised on both sides. There were horses on both sides. And a bear, but she was laying down with her cub. Then there was a seal laying on the grass, too.

I was with my family back at the boat dock, and it was like a family carnival with more horses. I got my shoes wet in the water, soaked, my boots were full of water. I had two other shoes to wear but they didn't match.

I've began taking silene capensis because its said to help with making dreams vivid and to increase dream recall. While I haven't felt the strong effects of it yet (as it's said to take up to 3 days), I do believe I'm starting to notice little hints of it in my dreams.

The most memorable of the fragments I had last night was one in which I saw a scene of a married couple having a casual conversation. It was odd to me upon waking because rarely are my dreams not about me, the majority of them tend to be about me in very normal and boring social settings. This dream however didn't involve me, I was just watching, as if I was watching a movie or show on TV. I even remember laughing at some DC's that were having discussions with each other. At one point however, the woman give her husband a red and shiny one wheeled motorcyle as a gift. His expression said everything, as he hopped on with a huge smile on his face. Here's a doodle of what it looked like:

This is when the dream sort of changed and I took over the DC's body, though not quite becoming entirely lucid, it was still an interesting experience. I remember squeezing the motorunicyle between my legs and thinking "this must be what it feels like to sync with those animals in Avatar" because I felt a telepathic connection with the cycle, and felt it moving in whatever direction I would think of.. I, or he rather, jetted off on his cycle leaving behind a huge red light trail, similar to the bikes in Akira or even Tron Legacy. At this point I quickly lost that small bit of lucidity, and just watched him ride around with joy.

I was in my teacher Mrs. Martin's science lab, having a lesson. One of my best male friends was being carried across the room. I think he was carried by several people, however it may have been just one person. He was completely naked, and was struggling immensely, kicking and punching like a child being carried to their cot. He was circumcised, and had a very small penis.

Pretty messed up, I know Just to clarify - I'm not gay. This dream was equally weird for me to type up than for you to read it!!!