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Morning of June 26, 2017. Monday.



I am back on Loomis Street (where I have not been since February 9th of 1994 in reality) within a typically distorted dream-self identity of not being with viable memory beyond that of my eighteen-year-old self. I am in the living room of the Loomis Street house. There had been details that the world will be having strange weather, which has something to do with the sun. At first, my dream seems to be based on only unusual weather approaching, but not that threatening. However, the concept changes, becoming far more dramatic, before my dream ends.

My mother is alive and seemingly well and in the west bedroom of the Loomis Street house. I have no memory of her passing in 2002.

It seems to be afternoon. I am in a state where I decide to play around with the world itself by spinning the entire atmosphere, clouds and all, as fast as possible. That is, rather than causing Earth to spin faster or to slow down, it remains at its present rotation as I spin the sky around, north to south. The clouds are white and fluffy against a bright blue sky. The realism is extraordinary as I look out through the porch windows and watch the clouds dart across the sky as I willfully spin the atmosphere. I am doing this to show a few other (unknown) people what might soon be happening naturally due to the celestial events. This goes on for several minutes.

Eventually, the celestial changes come and the sky changes. Very unusual clouds appear in the sky. I sense people’s fear while not feeling threatened myself.

For a time, the sky looks much like an analogue television screen that is not fully on the channel. That is, there are diagonal lines and flickering bars across the sky. There is one very loud thunderclap. Looking at the sky again, it resembles an empty multicolored spreadsheet, with each cell randomly billowing downwards slightly, the whole expanse with somewhat of a wavering effect.

I know I should see my mother. She sits in her bed in her room and seems upset, saying how it is “the end of the world”. I do not feel any sense of fear or even concern for humanity. I calmly accept the fate of the world and of myself.

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It is obvious that this dream utilizes liminal dream control and originates mainly from my current conscious self identity and understanding of the dream state (virtuous circle effect) than anywhere else (even though I have no memory beyond my late teenage years while still within my dream). That is, I know I am creating my dream, and yet my dream self identity is not aware of this at a viable level. It partly comes from having looked at a childhood dream from 1971, that was in turn, based on having seen the movie “Crack in the World”, the childhood dream association of which also influenced at least one other dream of this date.

The evidence is not only obvious, but continuous on different levels. Firstly, I am able to spin the entire sky with no effort. Secondly, the sky then becomes like a television display not being on the channel. This is direct evidence that I view the sky as something I can willfully change as if with a television remote and that my thoughts are still based around liminal dream awareness. Then, the next stage utilizes an emergent focus on critical thinking skills (which do not viably exist in the dream state) when the sky then becomes like a multicolored spreadsheet, as if waiting for my conscious thinking skills to ascend and fill it with organized data. This same focus makes me subliminally aware of the waking symbolism - that is, dream state cessation as an “end of the world” metaphor (which has been a common form of waking symbolism since early childhood). (Why would dream cessation symbolism relate to the conscious self in a negative context? This is the ridiculous mistake I have seen people continuously make all my life with so-called interpretation, which I learned to dismiss at a very early age in light of truth.)

The fact that my dream self has no fear of this supposed end of the world is more evidence of liminal dream awareness and potential control being a major factor. Why should I care if my dream ends? It is a perfectly natural event. Even more obvious is the “return to bed” metaphor (yet another subliminal thread of acknowledgement of being asleep in reality), even though, in this case, it is typically distorted to a different time and characterization. The real puzzle still remains. What determines the status of my dream self (regarding altered age and time distortion factors)? What determines when and where any precognitive threads (or “input” from the collective unconscious or the Source) dominate the patterns?

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Morning of June 26, 2017. Monday.



I am in a school setting, but it is completely unfamliar in regards to the school I went to in reality and I am unsure of the implied location. On one level, it seems vaguely bilocated with the area near Loomis and Gillette streets, though not the real-life school (that I never went to).

I mostly spend time walking around with a young atypical version of Zsuzsanna, who seems more like a classmate around my own age. I give her love and attention, though in the background, there is the realization of many other students projecting an overall mindless nature in addition to a group mentality of no benefit to anyone, which she also seems aware of and does not want to be a part of. I refer to her as my “partner” when speaking to an unfamiliar male.

After what seems a long time, the scenario changes. I have picked up a broken globe. The globe seems to have been made at least partly of glass and is only about twice as big as my fist. It is in several pieces. A male that reminds me somewhat of Zsuzsanna’s father is on the other side of the room (though I have never met him in reality and only talked to him on the telephone years ago).

In a non-lucid state, I cause the broken pieces to hover in the air, with no effort other than basic thought. Soon, I decide to fix the globe. I cup my hands around the jagged variously-sized pieces after they are placed together. There is an incredible vividness of heat and steam flowing from the palms of both of my hands. I am clearly aware that this will reseal the globe, somewhat like welding, but more like melting the glass and then smoothly connecting all areas of the surface.

The steam and hissing coming from my hands does not cause any discomfort even though my sense of touch is otherwise enhanced.

The globe of the world is a smooth sphere again. The other male does not seem alarmed or even puzzled. This is somewhat unusual in that it is the reversal of typical dream cessation symbolism, though because of its vividness, is probably more about stabilizing my emergent consciousness factor in this case.

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This is one of a few dreams of this date that was directly influenced by looking back at a childhood dream from 1971, which had been influenced by seeing “Crack in the World” (a 1965 movie). This dream is more like the 1971 dream than the others. (In fact, many of the few hundred brief dreams of this sleep cycle’s beginning centered around the movie theme to some extent. The fact that I had only thought about the 1971 dream for a short time, and the fact I had not seen the movie for a long time, is puzzling in how much influence there is over a new dream which is otherwise completely unrelated to my present life status, and yet this is a very common occurrence.) Additionally, I now realize that I had also been looking at a photograph from a 1982 dream (“Apple Baby”), which is a close shot of a hand holding a large apple.

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Recall has been spotty at best in the last couple of days.

Apartment?

I'm in a large apartment building. for some reason I think I'm in Sweden in a no go zone (I was watching youtube videos of this the night before). I think there were people after me so I'm running down a stairwell for some reason shutting off the lights as they go. I think it's to scare the people after me? I spend quite a long time doing this.

I emerge outside and see my dad in a truck I ask him to give me a ride but he says no and leaves me there. I am frustrated not knowing where I am. I become lucid looking at the ground. I float in the air a bit. I go do time dilation by putting my hand on the ground. I forget something in the sequence but I try to stack the time dilation into 3 lucids. I start counting but as an effect of doing it wrong my vision blurs and I wake up.

Other dreams involved flying around semi lucid.

[PRE-DREAM]

I did not get a wink of sleep last night. My older brother was watching television, I couldn't calm myself down, and the room was freaking hot as hell. Because of this, I ended up staying up until 12 PM! I did have problems with insomnia beforehand but they never escalated like this before.

[DREAM]

Because of this I ended up not having that many memorable dreams. I vaguely remember hearing some voices but whether that's because my overactive waking mind or not is left to be determined. I don't remember seeing much either, since it was drowned out by my waking thoughts and stuff.




[THOUGHTS]

I really have to fix my insomnia problem if I want to do the CAT method after all. Starting today.

I Started into this dream through SP. It took me several tried to get into this dream. The first time I accidentally broke out of SP in fact it was many times I ended up messing up from moving or jerking around too much. The second problem was a memo leak of some kind, what I mean by this is that upon entering SP I would end up forgetting what I wanted to dream about and what to focus on. I lay down and after a while the SP comes back along with the memo leak then the furnace comes on and creates a new problem.

Now there is heat blowing on my back and the sound it is making is amplified and loud. The air on my back causes discomforting sensations and the rare pain in the back type SP so I break out, turn onto my back then reenter the SP. Then I began to get irrelevant HI. The HI consisted of a strange cartoony DC that looked like a green and blue sun with a black stick body. There was a sky behind him and it appears as though he was in a pine tree, looking down at me. I get a monkey/tropical feel from this and opened my real eyes to get rid of it. I was still in SP and didn't move I was still forgetful about what I wanted to dream about and broke out.

Instantly my memory is normal and I think about the heavyarms Gundam and reenter SP. I get it back just in time as I entered the dream. I'm at a strange place that feels like my recent home at Burton and I get out to walk outside but my mom is there. I tell her that it is a dream so that she doesn't worry about me going outside. And I go straight outside through the back.

It is daytime and there are pockets or fog around, the air is heavy and humid and worst of all there are people laying on the ground all around. I get the feeling that these people were sick because this place was radio active and realized that it was not a good idea to be outside, at all. I start to go back indoors when my awareness spikes up. I don't have to worry about this stuff nothing will happen. I turn around and began my walk, looking at stuff and more people came around. Some were standing up and milling around while others remained on the ground. As I walked around I started seeing sand piles and I avoided them because of ants. But then more started appearing closer to me and I yelled at the dream. "Get this shit put of here and away from me!" The sand disappeared and I ended up shifted back indoors.

I reopen the doors and my jaw dropped. Milling all around a construction site like place were hundreds of Heavyarms. There was some talking to each other and some standing around looking at stuff. I start to go out but something told me that there was one right outside the door way I opened. There goes one right there a voice said. Standing off to the side, I can see part of heavyArms shoulder and chest poking from around the corner. I walk out to get seen on purpose and it looked down at me with it's green Gundanium eyes, pointed at me and motioned with its finger for me to come here. I shook my head and avoided him. I ran down some steps but ended up grabbing the attention of a few other Heavyarms and ended up with three of them after me.

There were some spiral stair in front of me with a computer at the top and I ran up those. As I did so I realized that the steps went to no where and the other Gundams start to come up behind me. I jumped over the sides of the stairs and tripped as I landed, allowing them to catch up to me. I seen one with it's arms up in the air, looking at me with his chest all puffed up like he was gonna open it. Shoot I don't want that to happen. I got up and purposely tripped again and this time the three of them ran up on me and started kicking me while I was on the ground. Didn't hurt though but I was glad they wanted to fight. "You wanna fight do we? I can make that happen." As I stood up to get ready to battle I ended up waking up.

I was at an orphanage. It was like I was watching a movie (this happens often. I wasn't one of the players). All the children were Thai. One was adopted. I forget
if he or she was male or female - maybe that part just doesn't matter.
Then, that one wanted to see his or her real mom. And then she showed up,
with white skin that looked wrong, as if the Thai skin was dyed white. She looked
like a monster. She looked like she was wearing a costume, someone
else's skin. I interpreted this dream to be a vision for all mankind: those who don't
believe in Jesus, who love evil and hate good, who have lust or greed, they are wearing
a costume of evil, and they merely need to shed that second skin, take off that costume,
and accept Jesus as their Savior and say goodbye to sin forever.

2017, 06-24

Nerimeno?

I am in a wide open green field. I look around to try to figure out where I am. I have no idea how I came to be here and I find that strange. I am thinking about doing a reality check when someone calls my name. I turn and see a man there with me, he looks Mexican and he also looks annoyed. He asks what I’m doing here. Without waiting for an answer, he says I’m not invited here, so I’d better get out before he gets really mad. I don’t find his threat very concerning so I just look at him. He seems to have an aura of dark energy, it looks like he is using dark energy. But what about his inner flame? I am seeing unstable dark energy that needs to be stable so I think I should use a song to help restore his inner flame and stabilize his energy. He asks what I’m looking at, then says my time is up. He’s going to kick my ass and he doesn’t care if I’m lucid!

He attacks me with a dark energy blade that he forms out of nowhere, moving as fast as lightning. I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and block the attack. I am thinking I had better get his dark energy stabilized before someone gets hurt. I focus on the song Iron by Within Temptation to try to stabilize his dark energy by giving him a dark inner flame. “You can't live without the fire, it's the heat that makes you strong! 'Cause you're born to live and fight it all the way! You can't hide what lies inside you, it's the only thing you've known, you'll embrace it now and never walk away, don't walk away!” A circle of purple flames surrounds the man, burning up high all around him. The fire is absorbed into the man and is gone. I am wondering if that did any good.

I am approaching the man to check closer when a portal opens in the sky. A creature comes through the portal, it looks like a humanoid dragon, or a man with dragon wings… I see that the creature is bigger than any human I have ever seen, and it looks pissed. It flies out of the portal and speaks in a growling demonic sounding voice, its eyes glowing a demonic red color. The dragon snarls that Hukif belongs to him and he won’t have some fool like me coming in and interfering. I ask who the fuck he is and he says he is the one who will destroy me for my interference. The song by Within Temptation is still going on, and I direct the next part at the dragon. “You need not fear me, unless you are a dark heart… A vile one who preys on the innocent. I promise, you can't hide forever in the empty darkness, for I will hunt you down like the monster you are and pull you into the very bowels of hell!” The dragon comes at me, attacking pretty straight forward. It is clear to me that he doesn’t consider me a threat at all. I focus on the song Enter Sandman by Metallica and hit him with alternating dark and light energy that explodes like a mixture of matter and antimatter. He shouldn’t have underestimated me!

After the explosion clears I don’t see the dragon any more. I’m sure I didn’t vaporize the dragon, I could tell he was more powerful than that. Apparently I took him by surprise, however, and he has taken off to reconsider his plan of attacking me. The man there with me, the dragon had called him Hukif, is still more pissed at me. He says I need to butt out of other people’s business. He says he has never needed my help in dealing with Nerimeno, and he doesn’t need or want my help now! He tells me to go home and mind my own business. I tell him that as long as he minds his own business, I will do the same. But that means leaving MoSh and his inner world and everyone who lives there alone, too. He scoffs as if he would have no interest in such things but then says fine, if I will go away. I say that’s all I needed to hear. Everything around me fades to black and I wake up.

The Wolf

I was in Advanced Algebra (noticeably it was where my Website Design Class was and instead of computers there was just
desks.) At the end of the room (instead of a projector and screen) there was a mini hallway with a bathroom that had a
green door on it. I remember going to the bathroom and when I went out everyone was gone.
In the middle of the classroom there was a White Wolf eating my teacher. I ran out of the room.
I waited for the Wolf to come to me then I stomped on it's spine and it went limp.
I ran down the hallway and looked back and the Wolf was back up and it was eating someone else.
I went into a classroom at the end of the hallway and told a teacher that there was a Wolf in the Hallway eating people and the Teacher, he didn't believe and shrugged it off as a joke.

Just a Drive

I was at Home (Old House) in my room, looking in my dresser. I found a Blue and Black Jacket, which I remember a Asian dude gave it to me. I took my Family's Van and Drove Somewhere. I come back not knowing how to backup into the driveway.
My Brother comes out and tries to show me how to do it.
I tell him it's too hard "Why don't you try?"
He doesn't try. He drives to the end of the street and takes a right.
He assured me, "Our parents won't be back for awhile."
We went to a factory, I remember walking down some steps which I think we rescued a guy. We were back in the van, I was in the Back Seat on the Left and my brother was in Shotgun.
This dude with crazy yellow hair, sunglasses and weird clothing was in the driver's seat.
We started to drive back through this gate but someone recognized us and everyone at the gate started firing their guns which we dived out of the van and took cover.
-Time Skip-
I was back at home (our current house this time) and my Mother told me Susie went out to find the Cat that ran away.

Fragments

• I was at home, I thought about my mother's room how it has that staircase that leads to a whole other floor of the house
  and how creepy and abandoned it is. (I had a dream about this before, I guess I can remember other dreams in a dream)

• I was at School, Gym Class, I don't remember much but remember going in a weird locker with mats and lockers.

• I was walking on the sidewalk by the Superamerica.

• There was a guy with Ebola, he knew he had it, but he wasn't sick, just a carrier.
  He went on a plane and spreaded it just for a sick joke. Besides this, he liked playing Roblox.

I had a night full of fidgeting and lack of comfort. Each time whenever it seemed I was finally dozing off, some unknown force caused my body to twitch or move and I started all over again. Whenever I finally drifted off to sleep I faded into the darkness of a beautiful REM cycle. During somepoint I realized I was in a garden. Very archaic in nature, the layout of the garden was much like a labyrinth. Tall hedges coveredthe boarders, twists and turns appeared just a moment too late, and fountains/benches dotted the pretty foliage. For some reason I was travelling (perhaps to meet a friend?) I knew that just up ahead laughter and smiles were waiting for me. For some reason I decided to sit down. I remember wondering why the location had been a garden. It was rather pretentious to meet in one as exquisite as this one. Ccccrrk! A twig snapped! I looked up and saw the familiar green-yellow eyes of a childhood friend. "Jerry! Oh my goodness!" I practically tackled the man. He laughed, "How have you been doing since the floods? Why haven't we talked since then?" I stood up and said,"Why would I talk to you? We haven't particularily been close these past few years." (And his gf megan would not have approved)He shrugged,"So that means we can't talk anymore?"I looked up at him.. And my alarm clock sounds the beligerant warning thay a new day is upon us.

Date of Dream: SUN 25 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 140 - The Course Ahead

I remember that I was at Chisholm TAFE again but there were also sections of a primary school and a secondary school on the same campus. I was walking around to kill time but at the same time, I was also looking for building W. I end up exploring one of the courtyards and in it, I see supposedly NN's mum and his little sister who had been made out to be three or four years old in the dream. Then there he was, sitting outside the courtyard, across on one of the perimeters of the garden beds. I didn't say anything and rather continued along the way. In another area, there was Ms McN and she looked very angry. She comes up to me sternly and says, “Karla! What are you doing? Get back inside!”.

So then I run into the nearest building and I see Ms Los. in the foyer. We spoke for a bit but I forgot what about specifically. I looked into the classroom ahead of her and saw high school students on computers as well as musical instruments scattered around the place... So I thought to myself that Ms Los. must now be teaching music instead of food and RE. I then head back outside and rush into building W as I thought class was going to start. I try and find somewhere to sit but no one wants me to sit next to them, not even N... He is completely ignoring and reading some sort of book on his desk. The teacher still hadn't come and so I decided to go back outside to kill some time. As I was out there, a group had come from Killester college for a visit and two of them handed me a handwritten letter. JSa's stated how Josh and Jenna from The Block had listened to my CD and the letter from the teacher said how the school was really missing me.

I went back inside and tried to find somewhere to sit again. People still didn't want me to sit next to them and so there really weren't any free spaces for me. I eventually found a space through, more towards the corner of the room near the back. The teacher had then come into the room and most of the class were slightly scared of him, my thought was, “all these strict diploma teachers”. He then spoke and said to the class that he should be the least of our worries as he was only the bookkeeping teacher and our main course was accounting.

Apparently we were then notified that we were not allowed to keep our bags in the classroom. I went into the foyer only to discover that there were no lockers anywhere. I then found out that everyone was putting them next to the wall, behind this curtain. I decided to go and put mine down but after I did, I couldn't shut the curtain to hide the bag. Then for some reason, I put my hand inside the bag and started pulling things out of it. There was so much stuff in there, almost like the bag was a bottomless pit. I ended up pulling out things such as a whole heap of wooden beads in the form of a bracelet, some kind of shell, a screwed up plastic bag, a banana... I've forgotten the rest of the objects. That's all I can remember about this dream.\



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

(L)x3 - DILDx3 | Hands, Zelda Maps, Young Link, Fortress, Lake, Houses, Gorillas, Guns
-1(L)-First lucid: I successfully increased my awareness. I then in the living room commanded my feet to turn into hands, and it worked.
-2(L)-Second lucid: nothing of interest happened.
-3(L)-Third Lucid: I looked at the complete maps some Zelda games.
Time: 1-3 minutes

-4-I remember that the dream was centered around OoT’s Gerudo Fortress, and when I got captured, I jumped out of jail as Young Link and got immediately captured again. I told mom to not get caught as I jumped out a second time, this time slashing and killing all the guards and getting some arrows.

-5-I remember being at the lake’s west side and looking at the weirdly built houses in bed locations. There was a blue one where the garage was above ground, floating and facing the lake. Another one was brown and a lot of its floor was hanging.
[New Scene]
Me and some other guy were running from four gorillas were trying to kill us. They followed us until we got our guns, which included a shotgun, rifle, and a pistol. The rifle did no damage so I used the shotgun because they killed the other guy I was with. It appeared that all four of them were dead, and I had no ammo. However, I was suddenly downstairs in the nearby house, and the last gorilla appeared, which I quickly killed my remaining pistol. Then suddenly, a friend showed up, and I woke up.

I was using my Wacom tablet and I was drawing one of my characters called Benn (He's basically an old-western bounty hunter) on Manga Studio 5. The screen was zoomed in on the ends of his pants, which are torn, and it looked like I was 80% done.

Then the dream ended. Though it does seem like that was only one part of the dream, not the whole thing. So, there's that.

Created Thursday 22 June 2017

Honestly, I should be posting here more often... Anyway, I've got a DILD to note, of which, as noted above, I bagged a basic TOTM. There's also a few fragments.

Dream 1 - June TOTM 2017 Basic Task II


Scene 1 - Falsely Delirious Tyrant Awareness
The visuals were pretty clear. I was watching Dragon Ball Z on a big screen. Overheard my sister, Andrea, and nephew, Euclid talking in the background as well.

This starts in a dirt road cutting through a plains. Kid Trunks is walking down the road, when Master Roshi (noticeably lacking his shades) dives in from nowhere and attacks. Fast paced sparring ensued. Goten soon arrives with a most unusual package on his back: the tyrant Frieza! His alarmed peers questioned if he'd any clue whom that was. Turned out an accident caused Frieza to lose his memories and most of his sanity. Between maddened rambling, the villain mentioned of going to a certain place. And so, Goten elected to take him there.

Cut to them walking around a suburban area. Once there, Frieza revealed he'd faked his insanity, though he assured no hostility. Still, he urged the others to bring him where requested.

I manifest at that point, and take a good look around. On seeing a familiar nearby, I realized this was my neighborhood, and so quickly gained lucidity. There were some differences, though. Namely, a forest replacing both the shopping centers and homes immediately across the street. I fly up to get a better look, and find an empty plains in the horizon. Very curious. I start making my way there, only then, things begin deteriorating into a blue void. No prob. All I needed to do was remain calm, rub my hands, and wait til a scene formed. Immediate transition.

Scene 2 - Rock Nut
The visuals started hazy, but became progressively clearer. I was in a beach, standing elevated above the shore during a sunny day.

People were abound, but it seemed that despite the clear water and weather, no one was swimming. When I went down for a closer look, I soon discovered why. After only getting ankle deep, a 12ft+ tall rogue wave immediately formed ahead of me, sending me tumbling off the ground a good 10 meters back. Stranger yet, the water overlapped over me without leaving even a drop on me.

Woozily, I made my way back uphill and to an unkempt forest. Soon, I found myself in the middle of a party within a rickety picnic area. Just remembered some TOTMs. Perhaps Basic II would be a good start. I looked around in the sand, finding some shells, conches, and pieces of glass. Not solid enough, probably.

After some digging, I finally found a rock, definintely a winner. My brother, Crispin then appeared behind me. He was in a chatty mood, a typical distraction. I told him I'd be with him shortly and commenced the task, ignoring his confused gaze as I bit the stone. Noticed my teeth felt especially brittle and plastic. Still, I chomped on. The rock eventually gave way, where I found some kind of nut inside. A raw almond, specifically, as I soon realized by eating it. Besides a bitter aftertaste, this tasted and felt as the real thing.

After that, I thought of some other tasks. I remembered TOTM task II, though without visible stars, that didn't seem likely. Advanced Task I, mayhaps? I headed back down to the water in hopes of seeing my own reflection. But then, the scenery faded, and I awakened.

Scrap Group 1
Alone in an empty room within an unknown home. I'm imagining having shadow powers for a later dream. When I entered the bathroom, I realized such abilities were already in my grasp. And so, I commanded the inky darkness to sweep through the walls and sinks of the house to melt any verminous insects dwelling there.

In the bedroom of an unknown home. I overheard Euclid and Andrea talking about Ed Edd and Eddy. There was an unusually funny (within the dream) joke where Ed utters the line "I have the soul of an echidna." Later, I sit down to watch TV along with Crispin, my nephew, and my sister. There was an ad for a made-up D&D 3D cartoon. Just from that brief glimpse, I already knew the show was going to be lackluster, its generic action/comedy backdrop as uninspired as its characters.

Driving on the highway and to a city at night. Mom, dad, Crispin, Andrea, and Euclid were there as well. On our way there, Euclid noticed a poster designed as Bash terminal. Some forgotten meta-humor was printed on it, which I had to explain to my nephew. We stop and walk around for a bit. On returning, we find Andrea was still somehow still inside the vehicle. An accident had occurred beforehand, and she was ticketed heavily for such. What's more, she'd sustained a serious injury on her left foot, then mangled beyond recognition. So we rushed her to a local hospital. While checking her in, I noticed I hadn't any shoes, of which I was oddly more concerned than the previous horror.

Vague memories of being in a museum, where expensive copies of a masterpiece were being sold. Then something of walking down a dirt road, and later, playing a keyboard.

I don't remember much. I let my dreams slip away, but what stayed with
me was I was in the back seat of a van and Jenny is in the middle seat. My parents
are in the front seat and I wanted to ask them to let me and Jenny switch seats because I'm tall but I sensed hostility from Jenny. Then my dad said that we are
going to pull over for a food break. I think we are driving to a party. I wake up and
then fall back into the same dream, I am in the same van but I don't become lucid.
Since the van is the only symbol I remember, and what you manage to remember is usually the most important part of the dream, I'll focus on that.

I finally got back to the TOTY tasks (in the BOLD section)...

11pm+ up 1148pm to bathroom 12am-btb 550am something based on recent thoughts and events. *605 btb perfect again! The earliest dream I recall at the moment is at <snip for privacy>. Next memory is riding on the hood of a truck on the side of the hood with one girl and the other more in the middle of the hood close to the windshield maybe CM and her sister C at this point (transitions to little Ms CM and my younger brother in law). It feels a little precarious sitting on the hood as we make some turns but the driver is driving slow so we don't fall off easily it seems. At some point we get off and I see yellow shoes on the street and as we drove a little further I wondered if it was her shoes that fell off and I wanted to make sure she wasn't going to try to go get them in traffic. We start walking wherever we're going and I see this vending company dropping off this taffy candy like thing, a refill of the machine I think and it looks like we're outside of a school. It looks like we're going in to the school probably a high school and I think how I thought last night that I didn't fix my hair when running an errand and I say to one of them that I wasn't planning on going anywhere so I didn't fix my hair or wear anything nice. Oh before that when we're walking I was saying you know your brother C (I'm confused, he's my younger brother in law) is real nice, it's nice to have a brother like that, but she's walking next to me instead of him and she's smiling. I asked "I wonder what you would call me?" and she just smiles. I was thinking something like Uncle or Brother and it looks like she was thinking boyfriend. Anyway we go into the school and it transitions to looking more like a hospital and more than a few horror scenes with injuries etc but I don't seem to be bothered by it. I'm mainly concerned with where she went and I ask one of the people we're with and they said that they think she walked down that way, so I walked down the hall with all of these open bays with patients in them and I must have realized how crazy this was or my lucidity just came to me and I realize that none of this matters, I am dreaming, and I just start dancing there in the hospital to the song of the summer "standing in the bright lights" whatever the name of the song is. At some point it transitions to a classic rock song from maybe the 70s. One of those pop rock songs. After a bit of dancing I think about the task of the year and try the same thing I tried before and this time it works! I basically say "that sounds like an elephant" and sure enough I start hearing the sound of an elephant, it's bugle cry and stampeding feet and it hasn't fully materialized last yet but I can hear it more and more and the hospital scene around me has turned gray and I see a flash of gray and I jump up floating up in the air and land on what I take to be the elephant until it materializes and I go riding off in what now is an open plains area and I say there is the jungle up ahead and shortly after I'm stampeding through a jungle on the back of this elephant. I remember how the task mentioned what sounded like a bit of a violent romp through the jungle and I didn't think that would be my kind of thing but it was quite a bit of fun especially knowing that none of this is real, no one's really being hurt. I now intentionally seek to trample villagers and small huts on my path through the jungle and I succeed in doing so but the joy was really in just the brisk gallop through the jungle. I get to this ridgeline and I'm looking down over this beautiful valley where the jungle starts to clear and I am taken by how clear and vivid and beautiful all of this is, much like I was taken by the extreme vividness of what I took to be HHs when I was first going back to sleep after short wbtb. In hindsight I think I was already dreaming at that "HH" point, probably NREM and then nothing before the REM started. By the beginning of REM my awareness wasn't there but it came back to me towards the end maybe 5 minutes before waking. Anyway back to the Jungle scene: I'm almost in tears at the beauty and completeness of the scene below me and I consider making myself wake up to recall everything fully. I don't remember making the decision to wake up but I wake up shortly after, whatever the reason. The strong set of grassy sea practices during wake back to bed, even if wake back to bed is short like in this case, seems to be a very effective for producing strong lucidity.