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We had Spock as our guest lecturer (or Leonard Nimoy in character, one of the two.) He ranted about how in the future, reality had restructured into something eldritch due to a nebulous cascade event, and he must keep sane by pretending that there were still vestiges of logic and reality left, while the others fully embraced the insanity of the universe. He then tried to explain the cascade event to us by going on at lengths about string theory and showing a 3D render of a string manifold.

The first dream's from a recent night but not the night I posted:

I dreamed that, should Trump be elected, a man would murder two homosexual men in front of a woman and then the thought of him raping her came to mind.

Now, for this night:

I dreamed of talking with my Grandfather over the phone. (He died in June.) What did we talk about?

Na

I appear on a very wide field in the dream. I thought that I should be realize, the idea came like if I suggested to myself, and I become move quickly across the field, finally I was realize. Look around, a very beautiful field, green-blue-purple grass, light as on sunrise, far away I see the village houses, and the mountains on another side, I fly to It.
First I tried to fly to the top, but cannot, flew to the foot. Then I had to climb, quickly move up. Orange canyons, sheer cliff 90 degrees, the surface rough and sharp, I feel pain, but I knew that a dream, and do not cut myself.
Remember that I climb up with some aggression, overcoming himself, then specially looked down, it was quite high. Was the moment when I stopped, but realize that I need to move or it will be awake.
Higher I was in a place where could not climb further, the rocks were already gray, was trying to fly but it did not work, a sense of the body has seemed heavy, and somehow I climb up anyway.
At the top is already ice, strong wind and snow, the visibility of several meters. I climbed to the top, it is flat and smooth. I see a small cave on the slope down and in it naked girl, I held her hand and raise up, kiss her, and awake.

2 pts- Interact with a Dream Character
1 pt -stablization
2 pts- wbtb
10 pts- First DILD of the Night
2 pts- chain a dream
5 pts- super speed
2 pts- Interact with a Dream Character
5 pts- Gain Invulnerability
5 pts- DC Changing
10 pts- Fully Phase through Big Solid Object
= 44 pts

3 Step Goal:
Fly
Element Manipulation
Practice a Waking Life Hobby

Personal New Goals:
Voyage through a crack I make in the earth
Find my dream house
Take a magical train to another country

Week 2 task Intermediate:
Put on a halloween costume and gain the powers/abilities of the costume.

D1: I was in this old house with infinite rooms. I know this house immediately because it's a dream sign for me. I've not seen it since I've been on DreamViews which was surprising in some way. I knew for sure I was dreaming & became lucid. This house has so many hidey hole places & rooms that it was like a playground for lucidity. But with that said I also had to try to find the meaning in it as well. There were a lot of people living there & I was milling around & getting familiar w/ the characters asking them things like why they were there. It was sad, most responses were from kids & adults that had been put in the foster care system. Which is where this dream stems from for me & teaches me things. I was standing at the bottom of a staircase when I got woke up by my phone.
WBTB
D2: I didn't get up, I just turned my volume off & fell right back into the same dream, hence "chaining a lucid". I wasn't at the bottom of the stairs though but in a kitchen. RC. I was talking to a man & explaining that I know this house well & he was rather pacifying in his answer. I now know why I'm in the dream. (It's personal, it's something about my father recently). I wall through out the house talking once more w/ others & trying to explain where the hidey places are. I walked right through a wall to get to another room which was kinda cool. It felt like everything went dark briefly & I ended up in the room I wanted to. In the room w/ me is a mouse so I make him big which was rather more startling than expected so I put him back to himself. It felt like it became more dangerous while big. I was really afraid I would run out of time so I walked up to the top floor which was like a big spiral staircase that was like a building top & jumped down to the bottom. I felt like superman cuz I landed in that kneeling pose, lol. I decided to run up the stairs back to the top at super speed but once I got to the top my dream decided to end. All in all a good night I'd say.

Last night bed at 10pm. I adjusted my waking time for supplements accordingly.

2:30am 2x300 Alpha GPC

Here I remembered a DREAM:
I'm moving a huge low wooden table and I think I somehow move it too fast because it kinda levitates and I don't stop it on time. It bumps into a wall. Or at least that's how I explain to myself the loud bump. Someone walks in from another room wondering what the heck I'm doing.

We look out the window. The darkness of the night is illuminated by bright explosions over the silhuetts of distant tall trees. I have a feeling doomsday war just broke out and those are missiles exploding. (watched a tv show about doomsday with intent to have an intense dream about it and promptly I did have a dream that night, and looks like last night as well)

After Alpha GPC I went back to sleep.

3:30am - got up for a WBTB.
4:05am - 2x4mg pure galantamine and going straight on a sofa. I was so sleepy. Btw, I took a bite of bread because I was getting hungry and didn't want that to bother me while WILDing.

Woke up at 6:07 from continuous dreaming.

I fell asleep rather quickly and wa lucid from the getgo.

About 20 min into a lucid, I noticed a brief change in the setting and I thought to myself "whoa, that's about 20 min of some very aware and detailed lucid".

I believe I kept lucid for the whole 2 hrs, from falling asleep till 6am. It was getting less aware towards the end, but I was still making decisions.

Since my style of LDing had changed and I don't have chains of lucids with brief breaks between dreams, I'm having hard time remembering details. Before, during these breaks between dreams when I was just laying there in gray emptiness, I had time to retell to myself any previous lucids and even count them before realizing I'm still there and dreaming, all I have to do is stand up and be in a dream again.

Now it's just one long contunuous dream with changes of scenery. Last 2 times I had only 2 major sceneries. First part of lucid was outdoors and second was indoors. I don't know why or how, but it seems like a theme now.

In last night's lucid, again, half of the dream I was outside. Flying over places. One of them was a scary fast water in a deep channel. Was so turbulent as if it was rushing out of a dam. Someone I was flying with asked me if I want to go in a water and I said no. So we just flew by the wall, turning away from there, looking for a landing spot. All spots were stone steps carved into a stone, making a narrow staircase going upwards into darkness. Each starcase was creepier than the other.

Next I'm flying over a futuristic city. It's very modern, I'm flying slowly taking my time, making a conscious decision to take in as many details as I can so I remember at least some of it, knowing that I will have hard time remembering. I'm looking at each item trying to memorize it.

NOTES:
(I think this is from me practicing awareness last night and also last week before that lucid. I have noticed already last week that part of my lucid was a bit different. It was more aware and detailed. Same thing happened last night.

Also, last week after my lucid, I felt this strange surge of passion for lucid dreams. I do love them, but this was like I newly discovered them again. New possibilities have opened. Not sure what it is, but I still feel it. )

I walk up the stairs coming from underground. Like from a metro. I notice the air smells different. It smells real and the world is real and the houses and weather are real. I think to myself briefly without having time to ponder on what it means. I cant figure out the difference between the 2 worlds. Until I walked out, I felt that where I was till then WAS real.

Something like when you walk out to sunny afternoon from a dark theater after you saw a movie. You are still in the "movie world" being immersed in the story, you forgot about the world outside and stepping outside it's a bit of a shock.

Ok, so second part of the dream was me walking through endless corridors, rooms, halls, such as in a huge department store. Only different. Some of the corridors are curved, rooms are smaller and bigger with all kinds of items. All very busy. All full of other people.

I go with the theme of me finally seeing DCs that had been absent in most of my prior lucids. And I actully talk to them. I ask a group of DCs who will be the president. I hear myself pronounce their full names clearly and I'm pleasantly surprised and proud of myself. I ask them if it's gonna be Trump or Hillary Clinton. They don't really answer, except one guy who says "25". Haha. I move on and later I ask another group, but they don't know either.

TOTM
While still in the outdoors part of a dream, I remember the TOTM - dig a hole and see what's there. Although now I think the TOTM is "stick your head in the ground and see what's there".

Anyway, I start to dig a hole in the dirt when I get some not so good vibes and I decide I don't want to go what's on the other side of it. So I stop.

Oh yeah, last part was not very lucid. I spent it on... you guessed it... sex. Any which way I could. At least 20 min of it. Not complaining.

After the lucid, I went back to sleep still feeling the GM and choline in my head, hoping for another LD. But didn't get any more. Got up at 9:12, not remembering any dreams from that part.

Reading an article about differences between OBEs and LDs, I just remembered that I was getting some gentle vibrations just before I fell asleep.

Bed @ 2250 /w Sleepytime tea
Woke @ 0545
Bed @ 0600 /w MILD
Woke @ 0700

Newt
I'm walking into the sanctuary at church (which looks nothing like the real one). I'm entering from a door in the back-left corner. The room is very wide and not very deep, with a kind of semicircular stage in the middle of the far wall and oddly spaced rows of padded seats throughout the room. Now I'm facing one of the rows, holding down a large (dinner-plate sized) green-and-white amphibian named Newt, getting ready to "discipline" him. Megan takes over holding him, and I smack his front feet a few times.

I'm driving on an on-ramp. I'm speeding up, getting ready to merge with the Interstate traffic, and I see a car stopped on the left side of the road. He's mostly still in the traffic lane, and he doesn't have any lights on. I consider rolling down my window and telling him that he really needs to turn on his caution blinkers, but I pass him before I have a chance to do anything. Looking behind me, I see that there's another car (again with no blinkers) on the shoulder, and the driver of the first car is helping out the second car. As I reach the triangular patch just before the merge, I stop the car and drop off Newt. As I'm driving away, I see another car stop, take mercy on him, and pick him up. Somehow I know that he's sick and that this new family is going to take care of him.


On an airplane
I'm boarding a plane. The door is to my right, the cockpit is behind me, and the rest of the plane is in front of me. I have a moment of confusion - I'm not sure where I should be. Do I lie down on the floor? Do I find one of those chair/bed things the stewardesses use? It passes, and I move forward into the plane.

Now I'm seated. I look around and see that the people across the aisle from me have a large box at their feet, and that on the box is a large fancy-looking meal. I see that another family a couple of rows up has a similar box, though it doesn't have any food on it. I'm surprised that such a large package could be brought onto planes - they've cut down so much on carry-on space over the last few years.

Looking again, I see that I recognize the family with the nice meal: it's Alex and his grandmother-in-law. Now I'm talking to him about his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law's wife. There's something about how they're moving too slowly and need to take things more quickly. They're too far away and spend too much time driving and should really move closer, and the church should help them out. Now I'm fixing his tie - the knot is way, way too loose. At first, I just tighten it and shape it, and it ends up looking a lot better, but it doesn't come more than a third of the way down his shirt. I somehow massage the tie some more and get it down to his belt line. I'm pleased with my work, though I'm also a little self-conscious about it. He didn't ask me to fix his tie, and he actually looks rather bemused.

Now we're taking off. The captain gets on the intercom and tells us that the flight will take about an hour and gives us the current outside temperature and atmospheric pressure. I can kind of understand the temperature - though, really, it's not going to matter much since we're leaving it - but the atmospheric pressure means absolutely nothing to me. I look out the window and see that it's really dirty. I consider for a moment how many people have flown in this plane and how many dirty hands have rubbed at the window trying to make it clearer so they can see outside.

01-Nov-2016 - ND - Two girls, one bike + 2 WILD - #1) Watch sheet's molecules - #2) Surf and Snowboard

Finally managed to rack up a semi-decent night of sleep
ND contains one very common DS that I missed
The two WILDs are quite uninteresting, with the only exception of snowboard track on the 2nd WILD, which is nice

ND - Two girls, one bike

I am in a large room, may be a garage, together with two girls: one is SR ~my age, the other is younger, I don't know her, she's riding a bike.
I notice that under her coat she's wearing nothing (!!!) and I can see a tattoo below her bellybutton - this shocks me, but I do not question my reality

I also take a bike, I do some close call stops before hitting a wall. Then I ask where the brake handles are (!!! - I've already used them), and the girl shows me. After riding some more, you can guess what happens with the girl (!!!) <SNIP>

I am in a car, SR is on the passenger seat, I am terribly sorry I got in touch with her and start crying (!!!), saying things like "I know that would happen" No more recall


WILD #1 ~2AM

Starting from previous ND, I manage moving into an LD, albeit not easily
I'm in a room, and I want to make it bigger with some trick.
With the help of someone else I cannot recall, I extend a sort of textile/rubber sheet, starting from the walls, then around some metal poles in the ground used to make corners (not 90'). I stop when I think the room is big enough.

Now I want to experience transformation of the molecules of this sheet into those of a wall (?)
I become smaller and smaller until I see a sort of three-dimensional grid around me, but that's it, nothing special happens

I try looking at water molecules.
I enter the cabin at Doc's lab, putting a water of glass into another cabin nearby

I become smaller, and find myself immersed in an empty space with some bubbles all around, lightly connected together. It should be a represantation of water molecules I guess. However, again nothing special happens.

I think I should complete my room, making walls and a roof, but I fall asleep, most likely of boredom


WILD #2 ~4M ~20/30min

This is linked to yesterday's IWL activity
I'm walking together with CDG, a F friend, along a beach. I ask her if we can do windsurf and snowboard together, and she's happy about it.
After some "preparation", I try windsurfing, but the effect is not very interesting

Then we move to snowboarding. I start descending at a slow speed, but after a drop I go much faster.
The scenery around looks beautiful, with a city far away, and lot of snow around.
The path has many curves, jumps and drops, providing nice physical sensations.
It lasts for perhaps one minute, then after attempting a loop, everything becomes more blurred and weaker

Overall, I am satisfied, and go to sleep

These are the notes i took. Some dreams i remember, some of them i just don't remember.

25/10

From 10:15pm to 6:30 am

Had recall, but since i wrote words, and now i don't remember what they meant they are like random words now.

26/10/2016 8:40 AM

I dreamt that i was swimming in a river. There were sharks in the water. I arrive my aunt's backyard.

Dario says that "Argentineans" should involve less in movies. (It could as watching movies).

I dreamt with Daniel.

Great dream vividness: 29/10/2016 5:42am

I was on IRC chat. I was with a pink name... I don't know what it meant, but at the end it didn't mean anything (like status, doesn't mean anything). We or I were or was talking about Endurance. But what we talked about endurance didn't make much sense (although it could make sense, but it's not directly that): we said it was perception, volition.

I dreamt with a statue and it was pouring drops of water. The drops of water were very big, and they had a lot of energy. (this part was vivid, or detailed). There were 5 stars in the statue. (I could think of the tree of Ori and the blind forest like similar to this stone statue).

30/10/16 4:50

Elephant's trump.
- something about taxes of someone else -
I dreamt with Pedro and an innofensive joke.
Then a fight. 3 vs 3. Something about Kenia.

Then although i took notes i don't remember.

30/10/16 8:00 am

I run through Cerro Chacabuco. There were Salva and Juan Ur with me.

It was a village on the mountains, like 3000 meters high.

On this road i saw a higuer mountain, and the Everest.

Then i dreamt about giving answers to a woman that was a teacher. (Why not?)

at 10:20 i dreamt:

Elevator and shopping.

Dusk.

31/10/16

I dreamt with teacher of school. Chemistry and physics. I don't remember what the dream was about, but she was just there.

Then i dreamt something about school.

Then i come from the school bathroom and i enter the highschool hall. My mother was there and i am aproached by an english teaching, which i didn't like, and im told that because of some disease or abnormality in the past months i don't have seizures, but i should have seizures because it was a disease i should have had. I started crying and went away, didn't even want to say something to her. I thought that she was being cruel, but at the same time she "couldn't be blamed" because it was something about a general sickness, nothing to do with her. (When i woke up i realized that the other way around could be, so the dream made no sense: for not having seizures im sick. So she could have been lying and being cruel after all. Also i don't believe in something deterministic like that, that i should have because of destiny. Not at all.)

Although it truly began elsewhere, this dream really picked up when me father took pity on the misgivings of the earlier dream, which was very boring. He sent me on a vacation, to go find myself. I was on the plane with him, and when I looked out the window I saw I was in Bucharest. It was the absolute perfect sunny day, with green grass and tall orange buildings extending as far as the eye could see. The architecture reminded me of Hieronymus Bosch's painting "The Garden of Earthly Delights." I told my dad I'd spend the entire week here wandering alone, finding trouble and beautiful girls wherever I went. He approved.

Right before I landed, my dad left and I found Chris on the flight. He was also here for a solo vacation, though his flight was connecting and he would continue on to New Zealand. We shared how we had very similar sentiments about the nature of our trip, and that he had even been here before a year ago. The flight landed and I headed off to the largest, most grand building in the whole country. It was a temple, parliament building, community center and hotel. The building was like one massive pancake, with 4 tiers, each one serving one of those functions. The hotel was the second highest tier below parliament.

As I entered the building I saw a guru on a balcony drop acid. I knew this was the place to be. I was going to go to my room and then find that guru.

I did.

Upon a rooftop terrace of the grand building, I found the wizards, the gurus, a small group of sages who were all in the beginning of a long stage of imbibing psychedelics. I looked down in my hand and found a zip lock bag full of about 25 truffles. I ate two, and they kicked in immediately. I felt amazing. We decided to go explore the city and find some things to do.

There was only one catch. As I was walking to the elevators I checked my live 3D map to see where the border to Georgia was. In this reality, the black sea had been reduced to more of a blue lake, and I could see the nation from the coastal perch of the grand building. Even stranger, that lake was within Georgia's borders. And the shores which we were on. And the fields between us. In fact, the border was 20 feet away from me, right next to the edge of the building, across a tiny creek. I had to go jump over it. We ran to the creek and found a pretty bridge of stepping stones leading over it. Guarding the stones were 3 snapper fish, which had the heads and jaws of snapping turtles. They moved slowly but I could anticipate their bite. I crossed the stream but then turned to observe these creatures. Out of the muddy bottom, a full snapping turtle emerged and began intruding on their space. I watched an argument unfold between them about this infringement, and watched them try to bite his armored fingers off, to no success. I probably should have become lucid here, but I was far too entranced with these speaking predators.

On the other side of the creek were long, beautiful fields. I was watching the grass sway when a sniper bullet grazed past my forehead. Looking far down the creek I could see a huntress in futuristic armor with a laser rifle at the shoulder. She took another shot, this time at a comrade of mine. The battle began. A flurry of pursuit, evasion, running and gunning unfolded and eventually we shot her down. Realizing that this place would be crawling with enemies, we took to the building for sanctuary. Bad call. We dropped down a tier and entered a room, but found more enemies in a room filled with grass and rocks. Luckily they were pitifully low leveled. We removed them in seconds and looked around. This room was filled with grass like outside and seemingly lead further inside the building where the enemies would level up more, presumably.

Still tripping on acid, I decided to go back outside of the room, jump off the balcony and enter through the tier below us, while the gurus headed further in the easy room. I ran outside, jumped, and landed on a black patio. This was different and I could feel it. I opened the door and entered an identical room to the last, but instead of the grass, it was just pure black ebony with purple stones inlaid. Inside were three girls. All of them sultry, tan and wearing tight black. They smiled at me, and I had a feeling I was the first to come here in a very, very long time. I looked harder at them and saw their level: 8888. The sniper had been 14. This was the last floor, the first room leading up to what certainly contained the most powerful beast in Bucharest.

The girls did not move to attack but instead waltzed around the room, so I began a conversation. In the center of the room was a booth, like what the hostesses in a night club in hades would stand behind. I walked to it and stood against it, and the closest of the demonesses approached me. I knew there was no escape without killing them. I had come here to experience life, and so I would. As the demoness approached, I began to perceive her true nature. Each of them contained the power of a small sun inside them. Though perfectly human on the outside, their eyes had a certain spark that would dance like a flame, and their skin radiated beautiful energy that my acid-tuned senses were picking up on. It was incredibly intoxicating. This would be an OK way to die. She came closer, the heat of her beginning to warm me, passing right through my skin and into my belly, like hot cocoa.

I reached out and grabbed her waist. Wow. The flow was not instant but built quickly like the drop on a rollercoaster, blowing me away and making my head spin more with every millisecond. I pulled her tight and looked deep into her eyes. I had joined her energy, completing the circuit, and the moment we let go I would be completely destroyed. There was nothing left to do. So I kissed her, as any sane, balls-tripping adventurer would do.

The unity I experienced in this moment was so powerful I can still feel it. The other two froze, struck by the moment. This was the first time this had ever happened, not to them, not to others, but simply anything of this nature in the continuum, and the new precedent was already rippling its way outward, changing little bits of the fabric of time here and there in light of this new information. This new possibility.

We kissed and kissed and our bodies melded and she cried, a creation of a god given humanity, bound to destroy the giver. I felt her energies flow through me stronger and stronger, but slowly I came to understand them. I was a vessel too. And as more of her poured into me, I cried too, and I accepted it. The inevitability. Curiosity. What came next?

And suddenly, we were equal. The massive distance that separated us moments ago was gone, and as she rested her perfect skin against mine, I slipped back. And I was fine. She looked up at me, frozen in that moment after your last tear dries up, and before you smile.

I walked out.

I slept at 1 AM. Woke up at 5:30 with good recall. The day before i haven't taken Ginko Biloba, and the day before i took 5/8 of a (60mg) pill. I don't know if this has any effect on lucid dreaming, but anyways i take notes on it.

I was on a building in Córdoba. A police woman calls Moria (an Argentinean woman that appears often on TV) through the apartment phone (that actually calls between the building). Moria says that she's coming (she was on home arrest). I grab an orange sweater that i think it was mine, and i go outside (from the 10th floor or so straight to the streets...). Outside in a empty shop in front of the building i see Moria slapping another woman, younger but she wasn't "pretty". Then she offers me drugs. I raise my right hand like saying i pass. But then both of them offer me... and i raise again my hand and i say that i don't want anything to do with that violence i saw, and i go away.

I walk from there and about 20 meters away there was a school sports teacher supervising a football game. I ask if i could get in (so i get away from Moria). Benja Cala was about to get in, but he allows me to get in for a moment. Also i was with a lot of clothes, and i didn't want to take them off probably because of fear of these women; so the football game would make me sweat and i would take them off.

Then i appear in a room of the school, which was in front of primary. It used to be the TV room in school. We were there with Agus, Joako and Mati, still with the ball. I hear Fabio ask where was i, so i come out to the pitch again. I knew i was going to go out of the game so i walk loosely like making fun and i fall on purpose. There were some girls watching the game, and Mili asks like if she were a lady or something like that, also making fun: "Are you ok Lisandro?". It was funny how she asked, and i realized she knew i was mocking, and she was mocking as well.

Then i am on the building again. But it looked like my apartment of Cordoba. I was facing the wall that leads to the backyard, and to my right was Vicky. I ask her about her dreams, if she recalled her dreams and ... what about her dreams. She tells me she doesn't have any. I was probably anxious to tell her about lucid dreaming that i went straight to that, instead of telling her that she needed to work on recall. I told her "Ok, Vicky, you in my dreams will have to tell me that they are dreams, what do you say?" Then i start thinking about what i just said. I thought two things: one is regret of saying that, because why would she want to? The second is about the dreams itself. Oh... this is a dream. Im lucid. But the dream starts to desestabilize and i wake up (do i?).

I try to get back into the dream, by force. I failed, but i didn't wake up either. I knew that if i woke up i would wake up on my bed, in my mothers house in Rio Cuarto. But i appeared on my house of about 10-12 years ago: Baigorria, and i didn't notice something was wrong. I was in my sisters room (which actually looked like my younger sisters room of house Las Heras (next house after Baigorria) and i was telling my older sister about the lucid dream i just had: that i was on a building in Cordoba. The building was located in street San Juan... and else, but i didn't realize that was also a dream and a false awakening.

Anyways days before i had discussions with my sister, that she wanted to be alone in the apartment... I saw no way of doing that since i had to study for exams, but an opportunity presented so i traveled to Rio Cuarto. In the dream i was also determined to leave her alone... so i was about to leave the house. I had a luggage bag ready and a backpack. I went outside, stopped a cab (remis) and i put the backpack in the back seat. I told him to wait i was going to bring the luggage. I thought that he might just take off, but he was waiting outside. I grabbed the luggage bag, and after that i thought about the tooth brush, and it was upstairs. With the luggage in hand i climbed the stairs, and i realized it probably was too much weight to carry it around, so i left it on the middle of the stairs. I grabbed the toothbrush and noticed that the cab already went away. I went down and outside, and saw that he indeed went away.

On the streets i call the cab company and i ordered the cab that was on street Baigorria to come again.

I see in the street some transit police. They were poor. I also see old couples (60 years old), fat, having sex on the pickups... But it wasn't in the car, it was outside... Very undiscrete, and disgusting.

Then i was about to walk inside but i appear on the cab that had gone. He was in front of my house again. I was in the front seat and i looked at the backseat where the driver was who was inspecting my backpack. Then he realized i was watching him and felt like a slight shame. He gave me the backpack and told me that he thinks that "everything comes back. (Then he said: but some people might need to steal because of the urgency and later pay back, and they choose so.)" I disagreed with him (A. He probably thought something about the law of kamma. That is not always the case. B. People steal because their own lack of virtue. You can be very poor but have a sense of self-respect, and you don't steal.). He came back because he (himself) was recording a video in the cab, to catch thieves, but since he caught himself on camera he came back to record himself also giving the backpack back.

Then i go outside the cab and i knew that he would go quickly, not slow enough for me to see the plate numbers. I went outside and stood behind the car. And i saw like 5 different plate numbers and every number was constantly changing. I thought it was weird, but probably the driver was doing this (like in the movie the Transporter would do). Also i saw one plate changing, and i gave up thinking that it would be impossible to track him down. Then he went away. (Probably he was waiting for me to give up because he would constantly change the numbers). I wanted the plate numbers so i could go to the transit police i saw earlier. Even though i thought it could be dangerous, because the drive knew where my house was, i was determined to do it.

Then i went inside the house and Eri told me that i should be careful of the drivers. But while she was saying that she was "playing" with a tiger... A tiger was on two legs leaning towards her, so she had to pay attention to it. And i thought about her hypocrisy and said to her: "Actually one should be more careful about the tigers than the humans".

Realized I was dreaming in bed. Interesting dream scenario involving this mound of flesh that grew every time you hit it.

5-6.30am
Medium LD "Bicycle Thief"
The dream starts with several false awakenings. In one, I am in a bed in the spare room across the hall from my parents' bedroom. Mum gets up to use the bathroom. I am lying in bed thinking about it being November, and therefore national novel writing month (NaNoWriMo). Ideas for stories float through my head.

Then I am at the side of a road. A guy driving an SUV pulls over to the side of the road, skids to a halt. He jumps out and checks on two young blonde-haired boys in the back of the car. They seem fine, he seems panicked.

The dream skips. I am interviewing a book character about an incident. There will need to be a death, a reason for the interview. The character is talking about an entropy/chaos magician who manipulates probability. "Don't bet against him." The character advises me.

Dream skips again. I am a teenager, back in secondary school. The school has an identical layout to the one I went to. Most of the students seem to be looking at board games. One kid has an emblem drawn on his forehead. It looks like a magical glyph rather than what you might expect a bunch of teenagers to draw/write on someone's head...

While walking around, I am much shorter than the other students. Other students mock me, but I am only pretending to be a dwarf by walking on my knees. It is to strengthen my legs so that I can run faster? There is an important race in a few days, and they won't be laughing when I win it.

We get outside, near the bicycle sheds. A DC runs up and tells me they just saw 'Angel' wheeling my bicycle away. They make a joke about a 'Fallen Angel.' Giving up on strengthening my legs, I stand and run to the wall, jumping down onto grass. Angel is walking towards the gate. I am surprised to see the figure is a woman wearing a long white dress. She runs and leaps up a set of stone ledges.

I begin to chase Angel. It's like running in treacle. A classic dream sign for me. Despite becoming lucid, my focus remains on catching the bicycle thief. I run parallel to the woman and leap up onto the highest ledge in one bound. She is surprised by how fast I managed to move. I grab her and throw us both off the ledge, trusting in my innate lucid invulnerability. While falling though, our eyes meet. She has blue eyes, wide in shock and fear. There is no hate or malice here.

I no longer wish her harm, but it's too late, all I can do is shield the back of her head with my hand at the same moment we hit the floor. Angel is not injured though. She is already apologising and crying. Someone told her to steal my bike? It is locked in another shed?
"Just gimme the keys."
After getting the keys I let her stand up and she runs quickly away, looking scared.

Behind the first shed is another. Both are made of corrugated iron. Rusted but still sturdy. The keys unlock it and my bicycle is inside, covered in chains. Then I turn and see a young Philip Glenister ~18 yrs old, striding towards me. Shirt sleeves rolled up. Fists clenched. Ready to fight.

He is taller and stronger than me, but I'm lucid. I start throwing punches and hit him multiple times in the face and chest. He seems to be getting weaker. Then a right hook comes out of nowhere and hits the side of my head. I stumble back and while still dazed, his left fist strikes out and hits my nose. Next thing I know I'm on the ground. The world is spinning.

The dream destabilises and reforms. I am lying in a chair. The room around me is empty. My entire body aches as I stand up. The bike shed keys are still in my back pocket, which is a relief. He didn't steal my bicycle.

In the next room are people from our class, although none of them are familiar to me. One girl, false memory says her name is Becky, runs up and hugs me. Ow. I do not return the hug, but do not try to break free either. Moving hurts. Among the classmates is Philip Glenister again. Surprisingly, he apologises and suggests we go find my bike.

We head outside down a path lined with grass. It leads between the school buildings. Becky walks with us. Phil makes a comment about her having thick, manly arms.

7.20-7.40am
Short LD "Flowerpot Phone"
There's been a mixup with the hotel booking. AB and my sister are sharing a room, and I have a separate room downstairs with someone else. We are upstairs in their room discussing it. This room has 6 beds. Why don't I just sleep here? They volunteer me to go speak to the manager and sort it out.

The door to the room actually leads out into the street. Now TR is walking with me. Someone drops a phone on the floor - except it is a plastic flowerpot dish. I become lucid and pick it up. Without much effort I turn the flowerpot into a phone and try to call someone. The speaker activates.
"What is the bar code?" The vioce demands.
"Uh... where would I find that information... oh forget it."
I see a set of steps and start to head up them, but a sudden need to cough breaks sleep paralysis and wakes me up.

Another recall-less night. Attempted WBTB but failed.

I recall a dream fragment where my family took my house helper on vacation with us, we were in a Japanese restaurant. I was asked to order food for her but I told my mom I wouldn't know what the helper would like. I was also tasting what we have ordered prior. They taste great.

I also recall chatting with an internet friend on Steam.