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Sandwich wtf

I'm making something like a pita sandwich... I'm putting sushi in it. I fold the pita part encasing the sushi stuff and... the pita is shaped like a cross, each end is another place you can stuff other things in. but then it occurs to me that I could dream inside one of those pockets and have an entirely fun dream of my own in there.... WTF?!?!?!!?

More food and WTF

I was in a place with a few people. Asuka and maybe my brother. We had chopsticks and were eating a pile of... sushi? but later the pile turned into a large ceramic thing that we were painting. I remember painting on a midnight blue and accidentally brushed into a part with wet black paint. I just decided to mix them together.

At my house

I briefly remember hanging out with some guy in my inner world house. not sure what we did, but later I was getting into bed and heard the guy looking for a place to sleep.

HH

A hypnagogic flash of staring at my hand that was holding a smoke.

open mic fail

I go with the new guy to some restaurant/bar. We enter the place and I see a stage with a bunch of mics and amps. Asuka is a pretty Korean waitress, she smiles at me. I go up to the stage and unpack my guitar, I find a place to plug in, and i set one of the mics to the amp I am plugged into. The owner comes up to me and says that I can't mic the amp because my playing style sucks and no one wants to hear it.

I get pissed off and make a giant speech about how I have confidence in myself and that I know people like what I have to play. I've been to open mics before and people really liked it. some people clap at my silly speech and I pack up and leave the place a bit flustered. As I'm walking down the street i feel someone's finger touch my collar bone part on my right shoulder, and she digs her finger under the collar bone which makes me stop. I look behind me and see Asuka (don't realize it's her.). She's smiling but I give her a short look in pain and raise my right hand to my shoulder and pushing her finger out. 'I'm sorry," she says. I wake up fast.

Cutting my astral chords.

(private entry)

vex wtf


I'm seeing a barrage of images of parts of a person's face. I can tell by how the person isn't smiling and the eyes are closed that it's Vex. I focus harder to see the face and I want to know if it's the same face I've recognized from dreams. In one image her eyes are closed but then they look really weird and finally open. I recognize the face completely and feel that I know this person as Vex. I see her face slide by a few more times.

Mortal Mist Classroom

Raven came over and we started looking at my computer. We were both non lucid, we knew there was a goal, but we didn't remember what it was. so instead we were just browsing the lucid dreaming forums that we frequent. Her jaw drops and a smile goes across her face. She's pointing at the mortal mist forum and says to me. "Haley just started a dream journal at Mortal Mist!"

i'm like: Orly? and she's like: yeah rly. I then feel myself get pulled into the computer screen and find myself in a college classroom representation of the MM forum! I walk up the aisle of desks over to the dream journal section and see a bunch of people sitting at their deks and writing. I spot a japanese girl with a mushroomead haircut... The Waking life version of Asuka! what's she doing there?

Then I see haley get up from a desk and she looks at me. I become lucid and realize i seem to get lucid a lot when I see Haley in a dream. That's why she shows up... it has nothing to do with me or her, it's her energy and for some reason it makes me lucid! I forget all that and walk up to her, she seems to have been expecting me.

We walk to the top of the classroom and enter "my office". We enter a small computer area. I tell her "sorry about the creepy dream stuff," and she says it's ok. Then she asks me how I am supposed to help her with her Psychology assignment. I walk over to a desk with two of my computers and sit down. I say to her "is this assignment for deaming or waking?" she says both but she isn't sure. Now she's a taller man with a thin face, he has light brown hair pulled into a ponytail. He/She now sits at a computer desk with a smaller single computer. i am thinking. "This is a dream and she wants me to do her homework? is she serious?"

I try to make my computer work but the mouse is just weird. The thing looks like Apple tried to make a calculator but failed... so in a last fail effort they made their failure of a calculator into a computer mouse. I was trying to find out how to use this thing to make the computer work so that I could help Haley... but I woke up.

Dinosaurs Must Die

AT was at some day camp. I think I was a counselor or something. The building's insides were a friendly white with a pale blue rim and there were kids running around everywhere. I went to a room with 2 of my friends, peter and another. This room looked a lot like my old room and the lights were off. We were joking about knives and while they were taking there's out to brag about I just felt that mine was in my back pocket. The lights were off but there were tons of ambient light. I turned around and saw a shadow of someone holding a formidable blade coming from the bathroom door. I laughed uncomfortably. I halfway try to get the others to shut up but they keep talking. Out of the bathroom busts a veloceraptor my height and rushes towards Peter. The other friend is no one where to be seen. The raptor bites peter and he started to cry. It looks at me and rushes. After taking out my knife, trying to stab in in the face, and my knife falling from my grip, I catch its head in my hands and its jaws, annoying close to my face, snap wildly. I, push back, diving to the floor and taking it with me. I then couldn't think of what to do so I started bashing its head against the tile of the bathroom. I kept doing so until I felt its brain start to leak out of the back side of his skull. Finally, I stopped, put the head down and watched. After only 5 seconds or so, the still body reanimated it self with fierceness. I ran out of the bathroom, and while closing the door, caught its head within the door and the doorframe. I pull hard, watching it writhe, until its head popped off and fell to the floor. With that I ran out of the room.

Next I can remember, I went out of the building, found a red sports car and started driving fast. I was in a heavily wooded area with an established highway with enough traffic, I had to weave. Soon from the forest a giant t-rex came out and started chasing me in the car. I arrive at a building and run in. It's a giant court room. When I say giant, I mean that instead of pews or seats for people to watch, there's a balcony of unimaginable space. Everything was elevated seriously high and everything had stairs that lead up to it. It went so high that when I made it up the stairs to the lowest thing, the judges chair and defendant seat, I was just to the top of the T-Rex that just busted in. There were others in here with me, all just as scared. The first target was a blonde, it snapped her up easily. Next it went for me, but when I dodged it it just got whoever was behind me...a fat guy. Water was starting to fill in the room too...I climbed up to higher levels of the courtroom. Few people are following me and the T-Rex is swimming the the ever deepening water that's filling up the room. We get higher and higher in the balcony and then at one point I'm climbing up onto a rotting wooden banister left unkempt at the nosebleed heights. The water stops and somehow I get the Idea that I could do this forever. But then I remember...This T-rex is a reptile, which means it'll lay eggs, and those will come after me...This was a horrible realization.

My First Dream Journal Entry: Tuesday, October 26th, 2010

• Most of the conversations that take place in my dreams aren't always exact but I try remembering to the best of my ability.

• Usually in my dreams I am not in them. However, I am watching it as if I am in a third person view, kind of like playing Warcraft except with real people and I can't control them (I do not play Warcraft lol) This occurs in my first dream but not my second.

I remember seeing an old lady about the age of sixty sitting down next to a guy around the age of thirty. It seemed as if they lived together (I'm not sure if they were married or not but they were definitely together). The old lady was was waiting for a man to pick them up (I think it was supposed to be her dad). The door bell rang and the lady asks who was at the door. A young man replies, "It's your dad, let's go." She does not recognize the voice and she says "no you are not." The man is now very frustrated and asks the lady, "Well can I still take you to wherever you need to go?" At this point of the dream, I am now in the body of the old lady almost as if I possessed her but I didn't? I don't actually see the body but I know I'm in it because she opens the door for the man and she looks at him but it is me that's looking at him from her eyes... Yes, very strange, I am an old woman. She then stares at him for a good ten seconds before she goes back into the house. She speaks to her loved one and tells him everything that has happened. At this point I am back to third person view. They start arguing and the guy tells her that he did not want to do things like this anymore. I'm not sure what he meant by that but it seemed as if they had some kind of crazy random life that they were trying to forget... Maybe they liked to do crazy things no matter how stupid or scary they would sound. The lady tries very hard to convince her loved one to go with the guy and eventually he does. This is where my dream ends.

I then go into a second dream. This dream kind of made more sense compared to my first one. I walk into school and I see a desk in the entrance. There are two teachers (which I did not recognize at all) who were sitting at the desk. There was a long line of students (and I somehow managed to not see one of their faces) that went up to the desk. At this point I realized that I was taking the SAT (I had taken it in a different school and it had a very similar setup right before we took the test so I am guessing that is where it came from). It was as if I already knew I was taking the test that day in the dream. For some odd reason, I could not hear anybody speaking. I do not know if I was deaf in my dream or I am just unable to recall any conversations. I waited in line for about a minute until I recognized this kid, Evan. He did not go to the same school that I did and I haven't seen him in about 8-9 months. He spoke to the ladies at the desk but I could not make out anything they were saying. He then grabs a test booklet and begins to walk towards the classroom he was assigned to. After about four steps, he opened his test booklet and started reading and writing in it. In my mind I thought "Why is he doing this? He is not allowed to do this." The thing is that I cannot control what I'm thinking in my dreams. It is like there is someone else thinking/moving for me. After about ten seconds he asks a teacher for help. At this point, I thought was fine that he was doing this even though he wasn't allowed to so I couldn't give myself a reality check because I actually thought it was real. He seemed confused as if there was something wrong with the test but I never got to figure out what that was because this is where my dream ended.

Monday was a busy day for me, so I just kind of passed out and didn't remember too many dreams.

One was of me weight-lifting, and we had to do a squat-BTN press. Which is where you squat down, and when you come up you pump the bar over your head. Then he made us do Military press.

The second dream I remember is of me and my dad talking while I sat on my bed. I'm not sure about what. Maybe about the trebuchet project we're working on?

Note: I have read in different places that writing dreams in the present tense helps aid in the recall of those dreams. Since I have been having so many fragments lately, I'm going to give it a shot for a while starting with this dream.

I am at my ex boyfriend, James's house. I can tell it's getting a bit later in the evening, and I am thinking I still want to get to the mall to the computer store before I go home. For some reason I don't want James coming with me to the mall, so I haven't mentioned to him that I want to go there at all. I am trying to come up with a good excuse to leave his place early so I will sure have time to get to the mall before they close, but I am having problems with that. Finally I tell James I have to make a stop on my way home to get something, and of course he wants to come along, he says there is still plenty of time to run my errand and then come back in time for me to head home. So since I am unable to come up with an excuse as to why I want to go without him, I agree that we can go together. James and I head out to my car and drive straight to the mall with nothing eventful happening on the way there. In fact, we don't even say much to each other along the way, which is a bit odd, but in the dream I don't notice this is unusual.

Once we are in the mall I head for the computer store to look at the games, I know exactly what I am after, though I still see no reason why it should be secret from James… it's just a feeling I have that I want to keep it to myself. In the computer store I head directly to the PC games, straight to the latest installment in the Assassin's Creed series, which is entitled "Assassin's Creed: Descent into Madness." I pull the box off of the shelf and find it is the last copy there, I feel fortunate to have found it. Apparently the plot includes the Assassins from all the different time periods ending up in the same place, the Templars attempted to meddle with time to allow them to gain possession of all of the pieces of Eden, which has damaged the fabric of space-time, so the Assassins have to target specific Templars who were damaging the space-time continuum to prevent this damage before it happens… Cool, I think, time travel! The box cover shows Altaïr, Ezio, someone I don't recognize but is clearly an Assassin, and Desmond, who had apparently trained as an Assassin as well. I know right away that those are three ancestors Desmond interacted with through the Animus and then Desmond himself. James is behind me, he says he thought I didn't have the money to buy him a video game he had wanted. I say that I don't, this money was set aside for Assassin's Creed, which I had already promised myself. I tell him I do have to buy myself something sometimes, too. He tries to pull a guilt trip that I obviously don't love him since I had hidden this money, acting like he has a right to be angry because I lied about not having the money for his game when I had kept the money for my game. I look at Assassin's Creed and I am able to be unaffected by the guilt trip as I go to the checkout and pay for Assassin's Creed, for my game.

In the main part of the mall, James is still trying to pull a guilt trip on me, and I am still resisting it as I think about playing Assassin's Creed when I get home. I notice there aren't many people in the mall, apparently it is almost time for it to close. I tell James we had better get going or I will be late leaving to get home on time, he acts really depressed over the game. We are on our way to the entrance when I see something that catches my eye… a really big guy with a dark aura of some kind, he looks more like something I might see in a cheesy slasher flick. He is about seven feet tall, is dressed all in black, staring at a woman in a very threatening manner. I point that out to James, but he doesn't seem to think anything of it. I tell James it looks like there might be trouble there, maybe we should go get the police, that big man looked like he was seriously threatening that woman. James says it's not our business, but I feel drawn to them, to follow them and make sure nothing drastic happens. The big psycho killer type leads the woman away, the woman doesn't seem to be resisting, but I get the idea she is too afraid of the big guy to even try to escape. James reluctantly follows me along, I follow them into a theater without having to buy a ticket or anything, where the woman sits down with the big guy to watch the movie. I sit down behind them where I can keep an eye on them and still not be seen. It's a pretty crappy movie, it looks like it was made by a first quarter student in my school, the acting sucks… the composition sucks… the camera work sucks… everything sucks. It sucks so bad it's almost funny. The movie was about a couple who broke up, I could tell it was supposed to be more of a tear jerker than a comedy, but the sheer crappiness of the movie made it much more amusing than sad. The characters in the movie speak like zombies, with absolute no emotion at all, as if they are just reading their lines like a bunch of retards.

I notice the woman get up and walk away from the big creepy guy… but the big creepy guy is gone now, there is an average looking man there, only about six feet tall or maybe even a bit shorter, decent looking but not overly hot, with a friendly smile. Great… I'd lost the big creepy guy. But at least the woman is away from him. Apparently the woman has had enough of the movie, she is heading for the door which is standing slightly open and allowing some light into the room. Instead of leaving, however, she just closes the door. My attention is drawn back to the movie again when I hear someone speaking with some degree of emotion for a change, and I look to see MoSh is playing in the movie! Awesome, MoSh has an acting job! Too bad he is surrounded by idiots… He is talking about someone he thought was his dream girl, but he says that it doesn't matter since he had found the wrong person. The woman is clearly affected by this, and she starts crying, with the big creepy guy standing over her… I have had enough of that creepy guy.

I walk over to the creepy guy with James following me and telling me to stay out of it, but I am ignoring James entirely. I reach the man and ask him why he is following the woman around, what is it he is looking to gain from this. He gives me a dirty look, his eyes are solid black, it's like looking into empty dark voids, the aura of dark energy around him seems to grow and try to envelope me, to pull me into the darkness. James, behind me, is now staring into the creepy guy's eyes, seeming to be zoned completely out. He takes a couple steps towards the creepy guy, who grabs James by the neck and squeezes extremely tightly until I hear James' neck actually break with a brittle snap. He throws James body aside and glares at me, I notice that the woman who had been crying is gone now, I wonder where she managed to go. At least it appears she got away from this creepy asshole for now. I find I do not fear this guy at all, so I walk right over to him… my head is about the level of his chest… but I glare straight up into his bottomless abyss eyes and tell him if he is looking for trouble, he was going to get it… because I'm his worst nightmare. He doesn't respond, but I am now thinking about dreams, so I do a quick nose-pinch reality check and discover I am dreaming.

Now that I realize I am dreaming, I know I have a wide array of powers at my disposal to take care of this oversized asshole. I tell the asshole I will give him a small sample of what he will face if he doesn't back down immediately, at which point I open up with a blast of energy in the same manner as Vegeta does in Dragonball Z, I hit the asshole with a Final Flash of light energy. The entire theater is suddenly illuminated with the light from my blast, and the big creepy guy is sent flying down the aisle into the movie screen with a huge explosion. The last thing I see on the movie screen is an image of two people with their backs turned on each other, I don't recognize the people, then that scene collapses in on itself as the creepy guy crashes into it. Everyone in the theater is now standing up and clapping, giving a standing ovation to something I am not aware of… or maybe they're clapping for my kicking the creepy guy's ass… I'm not sure.

Not many dreams lately -- life has been interfering with getting regular sleep. When I got to sleep at 5am.. interestingly, I don't remember any dreams. :p

NOTES

Jojo is on my shoulder, about four inches high.

We are flying through space in a large space battle.

She is helping me blast the enemies with red fire energy. She is wearing a red dress and hat.

I WAS Nancy Drew and I don't mean in the PC games or anything (but I think the PC games are where my dream came from). And someone conked me out. And when I woke up I was on this roller coaster (tied up) and than the roller coaster dumped me on a chariot on a carousel which after 2 circles it dumped me in a magic cage- (you would need to have played Final Scene to understand what I'm trying to say) which puts me in a Magician's Room which happens to be in a theatre that is on fire and I think in the next room there was a sound stage or set which happens to sound like "The Day of Our Lives".

October 26, 2010

I'm in a house with some friends, some real, some dream characters. The house is decorated with Halloween decorations, but there's also like candy decorations. There's a tour lady, and she says something about "no stacking" which in my dream meant taking the candy decorations. Well I didn't give a fuck and I ripped off this huge ass twizler string, shit was like a rope. I take a bite and hurry into the next room before the lady see's me, and I just drop it in the middle of the room (kitchen) so I don't get caught. She comes in and she's pissed. I remember seeing my friend Freas here, but only for a second. I get kicked out and my friend Tom is with me, except I'm outside a dream version of my own house mixed with my old house, and it's night. My friend Tom is with me, he got kicked out too, although this is the first time he appeared in the dream. For some reason I start faking crying really loudly and Tom shakes his head at me no, so I stop. Then he hops over the fence into the backyard and I follow. He tries jumping onto this ledge thing, because there's a window and I guess he wanted to scare/fuck with the people inside. He can't make it up, so provide a hand by trying to boost him up to no avail. Another friend comes over, I'm not sure who, might be my friend Tit, and I ask him to help me boost Tom up. Tit disappears (totally normal in the dream) and some kids appear in the backyard, and start fucking with Tom. They were making fun of him for trying to get on the ledge, and when his back was turned, one of them pushed him. He laughed it off, and then the other kid pushed him when his back was turned. They disappear for a little bit then me and Tom start walking back to the front, and I see a bunch of people outside the front of the house in costumes. They weren't the people I was with inside the house, but then the people I was with came out. I don't even recognize any of them, but I just knew those were the people I was inside with. Then I'm in the backyard again, and one of the kids starts messing with me, and he runs and tackles me, but I put him in a headlock then it breaks up. Then his friend ran and tackled me and the same thing happened, but this kid felt a little stronger. I think that's the end of the dream. At one point though I remember looking up to the ledge Tom was trying to jump onto and seeing two lit cigarettes.

Edit: I just remembered another dream that I had this night. Well, part of it. I remember being sick and puking lol.

Crimney, as the end of October approaches, I'm on a frikkin' roll when it comes to becoming lucid! There's much to be desired on clarity and length, but I'll take what I can get.

This dream marks the saddest dream I can remember having, possibly ever. (Or at least, the saddest I've been within' a dream.) Mainly because it dealt with the death of my Grandmother, who passed in August. No interpretation needed for much of this.

Anyway, I'm on a stretch of country road, this guy is pulled over and we (As cops, looking rather military in nature.) are arresting him for some charges. There are a few people that I don't recognize, just some random dream characters. Strangely, once we get the guy arrested, my grandmother is there, and the guy is... On the dashboard? Not in a gruesome or violent way, he's just... There. Anyway, my Grandmother calls him 'Fu Man Chu' and we both explain the nickname to him. To be honest, he looked more of Hispanic decent than Asian, but whatever, it's a dream.

A basic jump-cut, a doctor says that the blow my Grandmother received from Fu Man Chu broke something or other and would very soon cause her a great deal of pain. I think he actually suggest euthanasia (Though not in those exact words.). My dad goes off to talk to him some more and I'm in some manner of waiting room, which looks to be more for doctors than family members. I notice pictures of various pets and animals (Mainly just a dog though) on a board, then notice a gray cat with long-ish hair and try and get it to come over (Elly, you sneaky sneaky sub.). A guy offers to bring the cat to me as it's just sitting there. I say "Nah, the trick is not to look it in the eyes." (Cat's kinda see that as an aggressive action if you're a stranger.). This goes on for a bit, then the guy comments how "You (The cat) look a bit scruffy, I think you need a brushing.". He walks over to a stack of plastic bins and gets a brush from the top one. I reply jokingly as if he was talking about me "Yeah, I guess my hair is a bit messy."

Cut to a rather strange amalgamation of my previous house and current house. My Grandmother is laying on some kind of combination bed and pool (Ironic, 'cause it's placed where we used to have an actual water bed... Clever Elly.). I check out the pool aspect of it a bit, I close it up and after awhile my dad ads two cream type things to a screw plug. (Yeah, I dunno either.) This kind of starts my Grandmother dying, she's partially in the water. Naturally I'm sad as all hell as stated above, naturally I'm saying things like I love her, don't want to lose her again, etc. Her eyes are gradually getting more closed and, for whatever reason there are whole tomatoes and celery. (Yeah, weird as HELL!) I think the idea was that we were going to make stew out of her?! (What the FUCK!?).

Anyway, I get the heck outta there, crying my eyes out and going towards where the living room would be in the old house. As I'm crying I say to myself "Do a reality check." a couple times. So I do, a plugged nose breathe test (The first of three of my usual RC routine.) and it fails and I become lucid. I look around immediately to look for something to grab (Yay me for remembering to do that.), in this case, it happens to be my computer chair. I make sure to feel the tactile sensations quite vividly, looking at it, calming myself and making things clearer. Once that's done, things are still a bit fuzzy, so I count my fingers on my left hand (12!) and try to vocally clear things up by saying "I want to stay in this dream.". Alas, that dream haze never really leaves. All I managed to do beyond that was look out my kitchen window (The window of my current house.) and see two large military vehicles, camouflage and everything. (Ding! Crap, now I remember my dream before this one!). I say to myself "Wow" and I wake up. Actually, I wake up because my breathing was getting really weird like I needed a puff of asthma medicine. @_@

Not much going on, but at least I managed an LD longer than 3 seconds.

Dream Lucid

It was Thanksgiving day and I wanted to go smoke some weed before eating. I head out and meetup with some friends. I notice that I'm at the LA coliseum. Two joints were being lit and I was able to puff on one of them. A DC is bragging about how the weed he rolled into his was purple. He handed me his joint and let me spark it. I walked into the little tunnel thingy they have there to block the wind. I took the lighter and held the red flame to the end and sucked. It didn't light, at all. I though this was a bit odd so I pinched my nose, I could breathe through it. I tried lighting it again and it worked this time. Knowing that I was dreaming I smoked half the joint in one puff. The cloud of smoke that came out was amazing! I then started to think if I should do the task of the month or not, since it's near the end. Then I noticed my phone vibrated(I guess just thinking of maybe doing it just caused my dream to do it). I took it out and saw my sister texted me asking when I would be home. I replied asking her when dinner would be ready. She said in a few hours, then went on about how some guy came over to the house to look for something. Still being in the tunnel, I walked out into the coliseum and it was FILLED with people (I had been here for the Electric Daisy Carnival) music was blasting and people were just everywhere dancing. I just stood there enjoying the music and how it sounded so good! Then I woke up.

I was walking on the blacktop with my brother. I decided to RC.I became lucid and started to float and just fly instead of walking with him. Then I woke up

I am in my room. There are four of my classmates in the room. I sit on my bed and put some sweets on it. I also have an unopened bar of chocolate with me. One of the classmates asks me to give her some sweets. I give the rest except the chocolate to her. She gives me some money. I look at the coins. One 2,25 euro coin and a 1,75 euro coin. I wonder it for a while, but well, I've heard about 5 euro coins so why not 2,25 and 1,75? I ask her if they are euros or cents. "Cents", she answers. So a 22,5 and a 17,5 cent coin, then.
I leave the room and arrive on a forested hill. My class and a guide is also there. We go for a trip. The path is narrow and we have to walk in line. The next thing I remember is when we came back. This time the path is blocked. I climb about a metre. The path continues about a metre below me. I try to climb on the top of the hill, about one more metre, using the grass growing there to help me. "I could climb this if the rock wasn't wet", I say to the guide. I walk along the path and find a tree. I grab it and heave myself to the top of the hill. I see the rest of the class emerging from the forest. I feel my strength fade. One of them comes to me. "Fourth", he says. I think he meant himself. I manage to get myself on the top of the hill.
I enter a house through the door from which I came to the hill in the first place. It's a simple wooden house with nothing at all in it. Suddenly I realise I'm dreaming, but I feel the dream beginning to fade. I can almost feel my eyelids, closed to keep the image of the dream in my head. A DC comes in and says the dream will not end yet. I wait for the dream to stabilize and soon it does. Almost waking up worsened the dream's quality. I'm now dreaming in third person and have no touch sense. I leave the house. Soon my attention is captured by a scene nearby. There was someone telling Zeus he should leave this plane of existence for a while because his brother, a powerful wizard was plotting something. Next thing I remember is puncturing yellow and red balloons. The dream ended soon after that.

1) (fragment) I was somewhere when I heard a woman say, "At least I can say 'Ich liebe dich'! Haha!"
What's odd is that I don't know any German, but I understood her.

2) (another fragment) I am practicing my 'ser, estar and tener' Spanish homework.
Someone says "What is 'I am'?"
I reply "Soy, Estoy and tengo"
"What is 'You are'?"
"Eres and..." I faulter. The dream ends


How sad 0_o...

3) (yet another fragment lol ) Looking after an old woman, her pelvis being scanned, going into class and getting an approving nod. Drinking gold glitter.

I had two shamanic themed lucids last night, but lost the first one to taking dream notes during a false awakening. Lost a lot of detail on the second one to that as well.

Shamanic Lucid
Clarity: 5/10
Importance: 8/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in TV's M.A.S.H., when Honeycutt, Radar and I get word from our shaman trainer to report to Japan. Since this is extremely short notice, I only have enough money to pay for my flight there, and nothing left over to live off of once I arrive. But I know I have to trust that these things will work themselves out somehow. Poor Radar doesn't even have enough money for the flight, but Colonel Potter hands him a wad of bill collected from everyone at the MASH unit and tells him they've got his back.

The three of us begin to paddle across a lake, each in our own separate boats. I think there were some lucid moments here, possibly some underwater scenes, but my recall of this part is poor. We arrive on the other side, and some guy meets us on the beach and gets us in an airplane to Japan.

We arrive in Japan and disembark in a mall. I enter a store, but inside is the most breath taking landscape I've ever seen. It's pristine nature with no sign of man at all. This place is so beautiful, it makes me lucid. This place is so spectacular, I don't even have to worry about losing lucidity, it's sheer beauty is a constant reminder. I forget what I did in this place, but I eventually leave and enter into another store containing a mountain landscape. This one is equally breath taking, with gentle mist hanging in the air and the sky a bright sunrise red. I don't recall what I did in this one either.

I leave the second landscape, and enter into a third store containing a forest landscape. I remember flying until my powers of flight give out and I land in the edge of the woods at a pool of water. I figure I'll try walking on the water, but looking as I put my foot on the water isn't working. So I look straight ahead and slightly up so I can't see the water, then try it and it works. I'm walking on water! Beneath my feet it feels like I'm walking on thin ice, and my heel keeps breaking through the ice. I look back down and see the thinnest possible layer of ice beneath my feet. I reach down and pick up a chunk which isn't even a millimeter thick.

I begin to eat the ice, then reach down for another piece. I turn this next piece into red candy and eat that. Then I see a cake in front of me on the hill and I begin to chow down on that too. I worry momentarily that I'm eating too much junk food, then realize that's silly because this is only a dream.

This was probably my longest lucid ever, but I don't recall most of my lucid time.

-We return to the MASH unit, and upon seeing Radar, Colonel Potter picks up the phone and says they need to adjust Radar's pay again.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I woke up just before 5:00 A.M. last night and was disappointed that I'd slept through most of the night, couldn't remember any dreams, and wasn't going to have time for another full sleep cycle before the rest of the house started getting up at 5:30. I decided to try to go back to sleep anyway, focusing once again on MILD affirmations and visualizations. It worked.

At some point between 5:00 and 6:40 [when I woke up for real], I have a false awakening where I'm in my current room and my bed is parallel to the closet doors [not perpendicular to them, as it is in reality]. I'm lying on the floor between the bed and the closet, all tangled up in my blankets. [I'm not sure when this happened relative to my other dreams, so I'm just sticking it here at the beginning.]

I'm looking at the results of a Google Image Search for something involving the terms “japan” and [I think] “front.” Almost all the photos that are coming up are of cherry blossoms, but one of them is of autumn leaves. I say something along the lines of, “There are about ten hundred billion pictures of cherry blossoms, but almost no pictures of the leaves.”

The next thing I know, I'm lying on my back in a wide expanse of grass. Several big, flat leaves in bright red, yellow, and green gently float down onto me from the nearest tree. The sky is blue and the weather is sunny, clear, and calm. There are trees spread out all over this grassy area, all with leaves that are turning autumn colors. Somewhere in here, I recognize that I'm dreaming, but there's no specific moment that triggers this realization. Saito is there with me, and I want to show him a seed pod from a magnolia tree. So, one comes rolling down the hill toward me, and I catch it. It's bigger than it would be in real life, and I say so when I show it to him. He says to me, “It's your mind.” Indeed; by now I'm not only aware that I'm dreaming, but I've caught on to the fact that this is my mind's rendering of what autumn is. I look around for an acorn, but find none. I say, “Of course there aren't any acorns – all my trees are are liquid-ambers.” [That's because that's what most of the trees in the neighborhood where I grew up were.]

This big, tall, flying guy in a blue costume with matching blue makeup, who looks like he came straight from a Cirque du Soleil production, comes and lifts me up in his arms and flies away with me. As I'm being lifted off the ground, the thought of hot-air balloons crosses my mind, and [for some inexplicable reason], I ask myself, “Which city in Canada is the balloon city?” The blue flying guy flies us through a series of very large, rectangular rooms with movie projection screens on all the walls and the ceiling. At first, the screens are showing immersive views of natural vistas in Canada, accompanied by some appropriately dramatic and inspiring music that I don't recognize. I'm not afraid, because I recognize that the movie screens and the guy flying me through them are all part of the Disney theme park attraction I'm now on. The attraction is kind of like Soarin' meets the CircleVision movie at Canada's pavilion in Epcot. The film footage is filmed in a style very much like that of Soarin'; it's obviously intended to make it look like you're flying, except that the shots are designed for the big rectangular screens. The film in the last room of the attraction shows the transition over the border into the U.S., and flies us over Mt. Rushmore and then under a waterfall projected on the back wall. We go under the waterfall by going through an opening in the wall.

Once I'm through the opening, I'm standing on the ground, and the blue flying guy is gone. I recognize the place where I'm standing as the interior of the Snow White's Scary Adventures attraction from Disneyland. There are no ride vehicles anywhere to be seen, though. The Evil Queen is just a little way in front of me. I approach her, and she turns around and says something scary [just like on the real ride]. I scream really loudly and high-pitched. For a few moments, terror completely overtakes all my awareness. While screaming, I think, Wake me up! Wake me up! hoping that the dream will end. [Remarkably,] It doesn't this time. I finish screaming, and observe that the dream hasn't ended, I'm still standing there, and the Evil Queen is also still standing there, turned to face the path where the ride vehicles should be, but is now motionless and silent, as she has finished saying her prerecorded phrase. So I start punching her in the face. I do this repeatedly, but I don't feel anything. While I'm beating her up, I shout at her: “You're an AAT*! I carry more complicated devices than you around on my back every day!” Which is true; she may be computer-controlled, but my laptop is much higher-tech. No longer afraid of her, I walk along the path and into the next scene of the attraction, where there is another AAT figure of the Evil Queen [this is the case in reality, too, but the track layout there is completely different]. This one turns around and starts to shriek something at me to try and scare me, but her words stop and peter out halfway through, because she can see that I'm not afraid of her. I continue walking through the scene. [*My personal shortening of “Audio-Animatronic™,” the robotic technology used to create characters in many attractions at Disney theme parks. I think I shouted more things than this, but this is all I remember shouting now.]

The next thing I know, I'm outside again, but surrounded by buildings this time. I decide to rub my hands together, only to discover that they're really hot. I realize that that's because my real hands are really hot under my blankets. That's the last thing I remember from that dream, but it seemed to take me a little longer to wake up fully. When I did, my face broke into a smile and then a laugh when I remembered the encounter with the Evil Queen. In reality, I had been pretty scared of those moments on that ride when I was a kid, and I still dislike them now. I'm really, really proud of this dream. I think facing something/someone you've been afraid of for a long time and standing up to it is quite an achievement, and a good, worthwhile use of the ability to lucid dream.