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Night before last - 25th, went to bed at 4pm. Slept till 11 pm.

11:16 pm - 2x300 alpha gpc
12:18am - 2x4 GM

Woke up at 1 am from 2 short LDs.

LD 1

I'm in a room with many others. I tell them I'm about to WILD so leave me alone. I sit on an office chair, lean back to invoke falling back sensation. Someone is talking to me. I open my eyes and try to tell him to shut it, but I can't talk. Then I try to smack him but I can't move. So I just steam there.

I girl comes to me and starts frenching. I'm like wait a minute, you are a chick! She says something like "so what?" So I figured I'll wait to see how it goes.

When I'm able, I get off the chair and walk around the room. While looking at some flowers I realize I'm able to move so I must be in a dream already.

I exit through large, old looking door. Now I'm in an old fashioned looking restaurant. There is a fat Italian with golden chain and a pendant with some saint who looks like a maitre d'. I flat out ask him if he wants to have sex, while I'm thinking it's not a good idea and I should do something else first. But I will him to say yes and we start walking away. I'm thinking he should hurry the heck up before I wake up. I lose it here.

LD2 - Elephant ride - Fail

I realize I'm still dreaming and I walk through the door into large department store. Get up to the second floor. While noticing all the porcelain knick-knacks, I remember I wanted to do the "ride the elephant" TOTM. Which I did, but not tonight, when I wanted to do the "find the present, get a massage and Pandora".

As I get up, I start looking around the isles if I see an elephant. I know he is suppose to be there because I want him there. I start calling him, but I don't hear him being summoned on the PA system. I focus on it and I start hearing "elephant to isle A 1, elephant to isle A 1".

I look at the escalator coming from first floor and there he is. Big and grey. But he has no trunk and I will it to appear. But it's not growing. I figure this is getting too complicated and I'm not even in the jungle so I walk off to do something else and I lose lucidity.

Oh yeah, I ended up having some "me time". Twice.

Non lucid before 11pm
I'm wandering around without a job or place to sleep. I come to a place with some people and work activity. I speak to a woman and I'm all humble and polite, kinda defeated. She offers me a job. She gives me a jar and I'm suppose to collect lizards. I'm not really liking it because I think they will use them for some experiments. I walk to a job place and there is another guy already doing it. I pick a flower bed with some mulch to search. I see a small black gecko with spots and the other guy goes after it. I see another, bigger lizard running around a tree trunk. As I come closer, looking at the ground for more, there is a rattlesnake rattle sticking out straight up. I tell the guy to watch out and that's when he starts to uncover himself and the guy kills him.

Only a few quick dream fragments and one full dream from last night.

While admittedly I haven't been doing spectacularly well this contest, it's still been extremely helpful so far. I mean, now I'm actually writing in my DJ regularly, and that's awesome for me.

Fragment 1: I was talking with Tess and this girl, and the girl's boyfriend was there. Both the girl and her boyfriend were true dream characters; I have never seen either of them in the waking world. Apparently, it was like a double date or something so romantic things started happening, but I don't quite remember the details lol.

Fragment 2: I recall a series of random images culminating in...Donald Trump. Yeah. I don't know. xD I guess he's all over the news these days so it makes sense that he'd find his way into my subconscious mind.

Full Non-Lucid 1: I was at my film development class with the other students. I was actually accepted into the computer science animation emphasis program in the story of the dream (now if only it were real...). The professor acted differently. I think he was super nice and not the really harsh art critic that he usually is. I think he asked me to go fetch some donuts for the class or something. I don't remember precisely. But hey, if you're going to actually accept me into your program, I'll buy you all the freaking donuts you want!

I had a mint-green OC that had a striking resemblance to Lyra, but taller and slimmer. Later, I was in a small town with a sad old lady and 2 cats, one of which was the size of a lab. This town was on a steep hill, with a waterfront at the bottom.

This is possibly the most consistently thematic dream I have ever had.

I was watching TV upstairs when I heard a knock on my door. My grandma answered it. A police officer was at the door. He said that I was being put under probation. As soon as I heard that, I immediately rushed to the door, asking how long I would be in prison. He told me an hour and then I was taken to a large human centrifuge where i'm assuming the strength to fight back or escape was taken away from us. The guard said to get in there and choose between either 0 or 2 and I said "0... no no 2!" Once I was out, he directed me to my cell. I asked him what I had done and he showed me a keychain. I told him that I didn't do anything. He then replied telling me not to argue with him and I entered my cell. It was a pretty big cell with a guy who had a hockey mask on. I sat on the ground as this person talked to me. I then played doom, but it was ported to real life. The goal was to kill all of the monsters and get the key. I remember being bitten by the rottweiler from quake. I got the key and then I was released.
This next part really ticked me off. I don't think anything in a dream has ticked me off in real life this much. After I got out of probation, my crush and my friend literally kissed in front of my face. There was romantic music and everything, and my crush was LITERALLY wearing a red dress! All the while, I was staring at them in jealousy. Me and some other friends then fled and tried to find our way back home. We found a McDonald's that actually exists in real life, and that's where things got weird. All of a sudden, I was in a green cloudy area, and there was a person that had a sign next to him. It said that the person was put in captivity and was given a beaten up doll to satisfy his boredom. The doll was yellow-tinted-white, but with a splatter of blood on it.

This dream has an exposition, somewhat of a rising action, a climax, and a falling action. I highly doubt this will ever happen again.

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In my dream I was either a ghost or a really weird human. I was travelling and i came to a house where I met someone leaving. There was a guy. We talked about someone that had hurt me, pretty bad but that guy was travelling around the world now. Hurting other women. They guy I was with kept trying to get me to stay but I didn’t want to. Not because he was dangerous I just didn't want to stay. Somehow i fell asleep and when I woke up he offered me tea. I accepted and whenever i got finished I wanted more he then told me he had given me decaf coffee. Which i laughed over because I hate coffee. He then offered me decaf coffee to which I kept replying tea. But he would insisted on coffee. Then i woke up.

I'm on bike trip, just having gotten on the bus. Someone says, "If you forget your bike, you lose it." I run out and say "Wait", and start pulling my bike to the trailer, when my dream fades.

The dream reforms shortly into a scene in like a train station. I now know I'm dreaming. From this part, I only remember the part toward the end.
Someone is sitting to my left and right, as I talk with a "voice" who's controlling a very large screen on the wall in front of us. It's either understood as my subconscious, or something close to it, like a powerful AI--either way, it was asking me who I should summon back from the dream that had just ended.
I scroll through the list and pick someone. The person on my left then starts pestering me, and then I think that led to the false-awakening below.

I'm now back in bed. I think I'm probably awake, but when I open my eyes, then close them again, I notice that my "eyes-closed" vision/imagination of the room around me is unusually sharp, and contains not real element (like a large tin on a shelf above me). I decide I'm probably in the in-between state where part of it's from my senses, and part from my dream generation.
I thus begin the break-back-into-dream procedures. I try rocking left and right, but it doesn't seem to have much effect.
I try imagining the feeling of there being some object on the ceiling. This one starts working. The vision of an object forms, and sharpens. I can now see a large white sheet of paper on the ceiling, with writing on it as of some official document.
I try reading the text, but only get a few words as I decide it's better to focus on the overall picture for use as a dream-reentry tool. (the part I read had "Property of [something]" as the title)
So I focus on the vision and try to deepen it, and it begins warping and animating. I also start hearing some noises--something like wind, and then more distinctly, a voice saying some letters. They were repeating, like of a rhyme. They were: "o b q c" (may have gotten the first one wrong, but the rest are correct)
I feel that I can make the paper warp even more and become more wild, but this makes me slightly nervous as I don't want it to start talking or something (still a lucid scaredy-cat), so I decide to shift to another type.
I start doing the rocking again, or something motion or hearing based, when I then hear a familiar sound, of a number prompt being spoken.
I then realize it had awoken me for real, as verified by rc shortly after. (which is fine; I prefer continuation, but getting a lucid each day (as has been true lately) greatly reduces the pressure)

I vaguely remember running away from someone, but my legs are becoming heavier with every step.

WBTB

I become lucid by looking at my hand. It has 6 fingers. I remember the basic TOTM, and I get a massage. It is warm and relaxing.
I then use an electronic device (smartphone) and try to google some advice. I only get latin translations. I wander around, buy myself a hot chocolate, and go with the dream.

Customs problems
I'm in line to go through customs. I'm going to be leaving England to come home. Thankfully, the line is short. Customs is just a guy sitting at a table - it's amazingly stress-free. I think the customs guy looks familiar, but I can't place him. Now I'm at the table and I realize I don't have my card out. I apologize and dive into my backpack, pulling out the cards from its card pocket. He's very laid back and doesn't mind at all. I root through the cards, but my passport isn't there. I sheepishly apologize again and say I'm going to go look for it. He still doesn't seem to mind at all, and he suggests that, if I can't find it, I could just become a citizen. I tell him that Mom is British, but that she never felt comfortable with a dual citizenship, but thanks for the advice. I note that he's wearing a Fitbit, but it's one I've never seen before: it looks like a large silver men's watch.

Now I'm back in my hotel room. As I start looking around for the card, a couple of women enter the room dressed in a casual uniform. They explain that it's Tuesday, so all the rooms get cleaned. I ignore them and keep looking around, especially in a stack on top of the little fridge in the room. Now I'm holding a long orange extension cord and looking out my open window towards the pool below. I think about throwing it down, but I refrain because I don't want to hit anyone. Now I'm in some kind of break area. My sister-in-law is heating up some pizza, and I realize I'm really hungry. The customs agent from before is also there, and he offers me a piece of fish he's just pulling out of the toaster oven. I ask him if he's sure, and he practically shoves a piece at me. It's the largest piece of breaded fish I've ever seen - it looks like a misshapen football.


Guild castle
I'm approaching what looks like a (small) modern recreation of a medieval castle. All the stones are black - it looks very ominous. Now I'm inside, in a small room, listening to people outside. It seems this is the guild house for some kind of gaming guild. Now I'm doing something with cards.


Fragment: The side of a craggy gray mountain.

2 DILDs one non LD
It's nighttime, I'm in my bedroom with a boyfriend who is a combo of my husband and ex. We are in a hilltop village which feels peaceful and quiet. I'm upset because he won't have sex with me any more. I give him an ultimatum, I may have to find a "side boyfriend".
I go outside to walk around and cool off. I'm walking along a quiet dirt path and realize spontaneously I'm dreaming.
My vision comes and goes here. I rub my hands together. I remember reading about a dream yoga technique and I try it. I close my eyes, plug my nose, and try diving into the ground/into the heart center. Well, nothing happened. I notice a black sky with hints of sparkling stars.
I walk along the path and remember the dream contest goal of walking through a big solid object. I see a house and with confidence walk through the wall. I'm inside now. I start exploring hallways and rooms. I remember my goal of kissing a dc. I say, "when I come around the corner I will see a man". As I go around the corner I see a man laying in a bed. He seems a little too dad like, yikes. I try to transform him by willing it to be. I think his hair changed a little but not enough. I move on continuing my exploration of the house. My body feels big and heavy. Again remembering my dream yoga book talking about losing the dream body, I attempt to become a single point of consciousness. I think I become a little smaller and lighter. I remember I can float instead of walk and do so which feels much better than walking.
I walk outside. I feel down to see what my body feels like. Feels like I'm naked (as I often am in dreams which usually feels great, no embarrassment).
I meet a girl and wonder if I should kiss her for my dream points. No, I don't want to. She wants to show me something. We walk to a parking lot where there are a bunch of men who are interested in us. "I think I'm less lucid here as it didn't occur to me to face these DCs or to not be afraid though I'm still somewhat aware I'm dreaming". There is one huge, 8 ft tall DC who seems quite scary. Luckily he walks by us. We get into a truck and try to leave the parking lot. There is a bunch of work equipment in the road but I believe we make it out wit the girl driving. At some point during this dream I noted that it felt very long and I hoped I would remember it all. When I woke up I went over it in my head but didn't write it down.

This one is a little vague in spots. I see myself about 30 feet ahead. I'm naked and I notice distinct tan lines. I'm then in my body. I walk up s ramp into a house. There is someone there instructing us to try to create 3 children. I create a clover with 3-4 leaves. Not quite right. (Lost some here) I go back down the ramp carrying a huge bundle of random objects. I become lucid and realize I don't or can't take any of this stuff with me. The realization feels great so I put it down and feel unburdened and free. I walk away empty handed.

Another long dream about a hospital, huge DCs, a lovely homeless camp on a hill above the ocean with makeshift homes and a little pond with a baby otter. Possibly moments of lucidity but I'm not positive.

D1 - A large grey wolf was in the back room of my parents house.
I let it out of the window for it to relieve itself. It turned into a tall dark man. It all turned very sexual Oo lol he found some lady.

D2 - Trying to copy a dvd using an old style stacking mini stereo unit. Interrupted by return of parents. I removed a load of cables so they wouldn't notice or hear it.

Note: This dream is rather strange to me due to the fact that it incorporates elements of other dreams I've had years ago.

Noteable Characters: High-school Friends: Thomas, Chris B., Cassidy S.. Fraternity Brothers: Kurt S. Boon Friends: Pawel??

It began at a strangely familiar, yet completely unknown house. The house itself was large and featured a strange upstairs room that was long like a hall. It seemed almost like the side opposing the interior of the house was a train station or some sort of cafe with rounded windows. The area outside of here led to several rooms, had a few bookshelves and spaces to sit. The downstairs area was a larger basement that could hold an abundance of people. Overall, it was a party. I saw people from my high-school, completely unknown and random people, as well as a few of the brothers from my fraternity. Thomas, or atleast I assume, and I were prompted to have sex with two beautiful girls. We followed them and ended up walking down a dirt-road sandwiched by two dense fields of tall grasses/corn stalks. Beyond these corn stalks were tall and dense trees that created an impenetrable darkness. We ended up walking down a path to the left headed towards these woods, and then the girls vanished. Then we appeared back inside of the large upstairs room of the house. I was alone at this point, but there were plenty of people at the party. For some reason Kurt knew that I was looking for these girls, and he informed me that they would be back at nine. Why he knew about my thoughts? I am entirely unsure. He proceeded to tell me they'd have sex with us in another room as soon as they got back- wierd. Then I was transported to a freeway which oddly resembled the freeway I-696 nearby my house. If this were the case, I was facing the direction away from my house on the freeway. The party was at night-time, yet on this freeway it was an afternoon sky. Chris B. was with me for some reasons and we ventured across the freeway to the median. *Could be a reference to a strange dream I had about driving on the highway.* It was largely deserted at this point, and we met two homeless people at the barrier. We all climbed over the barrier and somehow got across to the exit ramp. The homeless vanished at this point and Chris and I climbed the exit ramp. The top was strangely hard to overcome and felt like we were trying to brace ourselves as if we were climbing a playground slide; it was very slippery. Eventually a convertible came by and Chris and I hopped in and asked the people to drive us to the corner. They agreed, and we ended up further away from the exit-ramp than we originally were. The car was modern, smelled nice, and featured a lot of amenities. After they tried to let us out we got caught up in something in which prolonged our stay in their vehicle. Eventually I realized we were being rude and got out the car with Chris. It was at this point I realized I was high and that my stamina for some reason was endless. I started sprinting back to the party and for some reason had an uncanny understanding of where I was supposed to go. *Another reference to another dream where I was in an area the reminded me of 8 mile and Harper, but it was different.* Chris eventually appeared beside me and we were stuck trying to figure out whether to go left or right. *Could be yet another reference to another dream where I was in a strange metropolis driving around and exploring. In this dream I believe I was being chased out of this hotel and for some reason I managed to avoid all the things chasing me. *. We eventually found the right direction and it led us to my old high-school, Arts Academy. It was here we entered to realize the party had ended. I was very disappointed, and I walked upstairs to see Thomas, Jasmine, and Cassidy all laid out on the floor. Their arms were pushed through the bars of the banister and dangled- they were wasted. Then I walked downstairs to see a few more people drinking and ruining things. For some reason I got the urge to yell "Don't ruin my house!". Then, a strangely real-life version of Pawel's avatar from Boon comes over to remind me it is his house. This is as far as I remember for this dream.

I was walking around a house I used to live in during my senior year of high school. My parents were moving out (as they had done in real life a year ago) and I was to help them finish cleaning before they fully departed.

After what seemed to be a full day's worth of work in just mere moments (kinda like a montage) we had finished. I drove back to my house, but on the way stopped by a Dairy Queen and got nothing. Just kinda sat in my car. (Which was the other way, in the town I lived in. But the weirdest part was the fact that it was another town's DQ) I returned to the place I was living at the time of my parent's move and found everything was destroyed within the home. Trash had piled up and even the floor tiles were cracked. I entered and went towards where my old room was located and was in another location. I was staying at my older brother's house (Although I've never been there myself) and was playing a very fast pace game when suddenly I paused and rushed to the restroom. (Sudden enough to drop and break his wireless mouse) After I reached the sink, I started feeling ill. I coughed and to my surprise, blood had slipped through between my hands and stained the white sink. I kept coughing up more and more until it was steadily just oozing from my mouth. My brother knocked on the door and asked if I were okay. I spat what I could out in order to tell him I'm fine and that he shouldn't worry about me. Not even a second after, I began drooling more blood from a seemingly never-ending supply. I forced myself to close my mouth and abruptly awoke to a mouthful of spit with no drool/slobber around.

I was walking around a house I used to live in during my senior year of high school. My parents were moving out (as they had done in real life a year ago) and I was to help them finish cleaning before they fully departed.

After what seemed to be a full day's worth of work in just mere moments (kinda like a montage) we had finished. I drove back to my house, but on the way stopped by a Dairy Queen and got nothing. Just kinda sat in my car. (Which was the other way, in the town I lived in. But the weirdest part was the fact that it was another town's DQ) I returned to the place I was living at the time of my parent's move and found everything was destroyed within the home. Trash had piled up and even the floor tiles were cracked. I entered and went towards where my old room was located and was in another location. I was staying at my older brother's house (Although I've never been there myself) and was playing a very fast pace game when suddenly I paused and rushed to the restroom. (Sudden enough to drop and break his wireless mouse) After I reached the sink, I started feeling ill. I coughed and to my surprise, blood had slipped through between my hands and stained the white sink. I kept coughing up more and more until it was steadily just oozing from my mouth. My brother knocked on the door and asked if I were okay. I spat what I could out in order to tell him I'm fine and that he shouldn't worry about me. Not even a second after, I began drooling more blood from a seemingly never-ending supply. I forced myself to close my mouth and abruptly awoke to a mouthful of spit with no drool/slobber around.

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