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My dream transitioned to a virtual reality version of Second Life. There were many people around. My virtual house was in the middle of a grassy plain. It was mostly made out of wood, and had a look that won't be out of place in a magazine for architecture. I was a buxom woman with a male's part. I just finished having my time with a black-haired, slim man, and is trying to convince a jovial, muscular, white-haired, soldier-looking man to let me top him. We were all naked. I did not recall actually sleeping with the black-haired man.

Later, I was myself again, but I was still trying to sleep with the soldier. There were people going around my hosue and I was trying to convince them to leave. One of them kicked all of us out of the house despite not being the owner, teleporting us all out.

Rambling dream
I'm standing in what I believe to be a Home Depot watching some kind of laser cutting large wooden rounds into doughnut shapes. Each round is around six or eight feet across and about a foot or two thick. They're very rough-cut, and they still have their bark on. The rounds are hanging from a track in an upright position. One at a time, the machinery moves a round in front of a laser, cuts out the center of the round, and moves it onward. Each time, the bright orange laser stabs through the round, moves in a wide circle, and lets the slightly cone-shaped center drop out. As this keeps going on, I watch more closely. Oddly, the later doesn't leave a nice clean cut - the remaining hole is just as rough as the wood itself. I turn my attention to what happens to the scrap pieces and am surprised to see that they fall then seem to dissolve. My wife is standing nearby, and I call her attention to it. After a couple more times I look more closely at what the scrap is falling onto. At first glance, it just looks like a fairly industrial metal table but, looking more closely, I realize that it's supposed to be a replica of the Last Supper: most of the table is empty, but one place setting has a plate of bread and a cup of wine. Even though this is just idolatry - we're not authorized to use religious symbols like this, nor to profane the Lord's Supper - it's clearly having an effect on the wood.

Now I'm sitting at a small table with my wife. I'm still facing the same direction, and she's sitting across from me. A chain-link fence and gate are now standing where the cutting machinery had been. The gate opens, and a police RV drives in and parks. I wonder what's going to happen. Now I see a police officer trying to handcuff a man. He surprises the man and gets one wrist into the cuffs, but the man struggles and holds his arms straight out. Another officer comes over and helps pull the man's arms together behind his back so he can be cuffed. Another young officer comes over to my table and, in a lightning move, cuffs my wife's hands to the table. He's young, friendly, and very apologetic, explaining that they need to keep witnesses to <something> around for questioning. I put my hands on the table to show I'm cooperating and won't fight, but he doesn't cuff me. Instead, on older officer comes over and starts talking to me almost as an equal and asking my opinion on things. I realize I must be the main character. I make a gaff and he assumes I'm just joking and scolds me, telling me to be serious. Now I see the female lead getting ready for a fancy gathering, wearing a fancy blue dress, and somehow I know this is important to the case.

Now I'm watching a commercial for a TV show. The guy talking is the main character, though he's addressing the audience directly, talking about what a fool he gets to be on the next episode. The camera is showing him from the waist up, and behind him is an aerial view of a tropical island in a deep blue sea. He uses a couple of strange terms to refer to himself, referencing some other silly show, but I don't know enough about it to understand the references. Now the camera passes him and starts to zoom in on the island. Eventually the perspective is from ground level. The main character is with a bunch of old guys, and they're all lining up their motorcycles in a small front yard. They've all got some piping hooked up near the backs of their motorcycles to shoot water in the air up behind them as they ride, kind of like a speed boat's rooster tails. Even though they're not riding, they've got them turned on, and they're all getting wet. The main character is looking pretty goofy and has a rather long-suffering look on his face. Now the camera cuts to a dog in the street. It's gotten all wet from the bikes, so it prances around for a while, lays down on its side, and sends a stream of urine high in the air in an arc. Everyone laughs even harder and says the dog won.

Now I'm the main character, and I'm climbing the steps to the house, heading to a party thrown in my honor by a bunch of people I only barely know. I don't really want to go, but I can't very well back out of my own party. I go through the outer door, through a small laundry room, and out into a kitchen. I see my paternal grandparents and instantly know I'm dreaming, since they've been dead for many years. I hug my grandfather, wave to my grandmother, then look at them a bit, enjoying their presence. They both look really (really) old and, though spry, also look very sickly with pale, age-spotted skin. *I decide to try to fly and focus my efforts on soaring into the air. The only thing that happens is a feeling of a slight "shift." Oh well.

Now I "wake up" and find myself in the same living room, but with all the people gone. I remember that my wife and I are house-sitting for friends, and I feel bad about how everything looks. I go hunting for paper towels, but every roll I find - in the kitchen, in the utility room, in the bathroom - has exactly one sheet left. I finally get a grocery plastic bag and a length of toilet paper and return to clean up the mess. I notice that there's a bit of water coming down from the ceiling, but I ignore it for the moment. The toilet paper is single ply stuff, so it doesn't work well, and by the time I'm done it's squashed into something the size of a marble.

Now I hear someone yelling something from the second story. Now there's something about a fish and what a struggle it was to reel it in. I look over and see a strange fish, very flat and angular (as if it were cut out of a piece of wood and painted) sitting on a small table nearby. My wife comes over and I show it to her, explaining how it got here - something about the guy upstairs. Initially, I hadn't thought it had any usable meat on it, but on second thought I think it does.


Monster in town
I'm in an unfurnished house with someone else talking about the monster that's recently invaded the town. We're trying to figure out what to do - maybe hide in a closet, or maybe barricade the doors. Now a police woman is talking to the townspeople, letting them know that the monster has been defeated but that the police have decided that all female officers must quit.

*
Fragment: I'm at a concert. Two guys are singing - The Rock and someone else - and they're having mic problems. The Rock's singing is much better than I'd expected. *

Last night bed 9pm - 4am

Lots of dreams, but didnt remember them even when I woke up twice during night.

DR
A classic horizontal vortex had formed in one of the rooms. Me and my brother are telling mom and dad that we are going and they should come with us. It's an opportunity of a lifetime. The don't want to go with us.

+ bad lips:
FA? waken? Lying on a sleeping bag/mat on the ground outside at the end of a long road-way? Young boys are running around being loud and I "shush!" them so they don't bother everybody. A girl is brought to us who tells us her story of the lip enhancement surgery that went bad. I can see at first on her face that her lips are large and misshapen, they form a sort of lazy "S" shape on both upper and lower. She wrote a book about her ordeals, the title had the words "boo" and "poo" in it. The more I look at her lips the stranger they become. Now they're more normal shaped but really oversized, and there are regular bumps spread around them, and there are words written on them, (s.l. "life"?) she wrote these words during the operation with the expectation that they would fade in time, but they become permanent.

Later in the dream, there is an explosion (from the use of some hand-held heavy munitions? Like a bazooka?), and the "bad lips" girl's lips explode, as does her stomach. Now her over-large lips are empty hanging bloody meat flaps, as it her stomach.

+(f) I'm lying on a bed in my sister's bedroom in my CH, my young S1 is there as an older toddler, I'm holding him but some force is preventing me from bringing me close to him, I wonder if he will remember this moment later in his life.

+ epic: rotating room [vivid, present, long, recall just medium though, all these scenes are from this dream, I feel]
I walk in off the street to some establishment, a company run by two nerdy guys. (I know them, sort of?) I catch a glimpse of what's going on but I head back out to the street, but I feel a pull to return so I go back inside. I see the guys who run it, and I move towards the back and start to find the rooms. These rooms have groups of people in them, who are sitting and talking, studying, doing things. But the "stage" inside each of these rooms rotates so that the entire room's contents and all the people rotate slowly around in a circle, and colorful lights flash while this happens. I see a guy in one of the larger rooms who I think is CL (college housemate, grad school), I think I haven't seen him in a long time. I'm trying to figure out if it's him.

Lunch line at the cafeteria, is it late? There are dishes on display, they are made from dark-colored rice shaped into mounds. There are 3 variants on the dish all made from the same rice, one is just shape into a log-shape, one is covered with leaves like a tamale, there's another one.

Inside a club, there's a sign, a bunch of people are planning to meet and drink beer, they're gathering and I'm waiting for the people to buy the beer. Seated at the bar, the choices are discussed. There's (chocolate?) beer, and a variant with garlic, but it's root beer not alcoholic beer, and someone mentions that the garlic addition is from the Garlic Festival in Gilroy (CA). There's a really big, fat guy with a bulging naked stomach and I see his arm reaching for things in front of me, I think it takes a lot of overeating to get that fat. His skin is mottled reddish like a red-head.

several sexy scenes:

Spoiler for sexy encounter #1:

I walk up to a girl who's sitting on a stool, and I spread her legs and she's naked and I reach for her (ahem) and spread it open and begin intercourse? sort of vague

Spoiler for sexy encounter #2, explicit:

I'm sitting with my (girlfriend?) on a couch, I begin oral sex on her. She's sitting up on the couch and I'm kneeling in front of her. I focus on her cl!t with my tongue and lips and give her a good tongue-lashing. I see she is getting more excited. As she approaches orgasm she directs me to lick it from the top. I'm going all around it and I see she's approaching orgasm and then she climaxes, and enters the period of over-sensitivity and I stop. I move up to her face and kiss her and she sort of turns away, like she doesn't want to experience her taste on my lips. [This was one of the longest, most stable, and "realistic" sex scenes in recent dream memory, nothing really odd happened and no strange interruptions]

I'm walking through the rooms of this club and looking for a sexual encounter. There are heads of (female sex robots?) lining some shelves and I think about those briefly, there are groups of people around, I find one girl and

Spoiler for sexy encounter #3, explicit:

have her lie down on her back on the ground and get on top of her. I reach down and guide myself into her, insertion is difficult but I manage to begin. After a short while I adjust the position, where I bring my knees up and am half-kneeling still in missionary, this allows me fully deep penetration and the best sensation, it's going well. The girl then says "are you going to pop soon, or are we going to be going at it for a while?" I immediately answer "I'm going to pop soon." Then some woman comes by whom I feel I know and I tell her "I'M BUSY!" She starts talking to me and I repeat again, "I'M BUUUSSYYYY!". Then I realize I've slipped out of the girl I was having sex with, and see I've lost the erection. My (ahem) has become very small, and there is a large bump on the side of it under the foreskin. I pull back the foreskin and see a blister right on the top just a back from the head, I think I got this from all the sex I was just having.

, the dream transitions.

I am "awake", realizing I just woke from a dream, [but I'm still dreaming, but don't realize it fully]. I'm seeing a night-time cityscape in front of me, viewed from a distance as through a window, the buildings are covered with tiny lights that are the lit windows. The shapes of the buildings where they meet the ground is very curvy and organic and alien looking, like the buildings grow from the ground as living things. I think to myself, "where am I? Is this a real city?" I have no idea where I am, so I
open my eyes to see where I am and I see my waking bed-side. ["Oh...", it was a dream vision, I realize.]

I check the clock and see it is about @6 hours. I become very awake. It is hard to get back to sleep, wife is also wakeful and noisy and moving around. I try different relaxation techniques, including all-body scan with relaxation. That helps, I start to lose focus while doing that. Then I work on projecting myself out of my head and body, imagining myself flying around and being not locked into my body. The "locked into the body" and the "grasping mind" are the things I find that keep me awake. Relaxation helps, but turning off that "mind locked into my head" phenomenon is also required in order to fall asleep. I eventually do sleep and have series of more dreams over the next 4-ish hours.

+ I'm in my adult CA PTL home. There are groups of kids with women teachers outside in our back yard. My wife is around. The kids come in and the scene seems to now be in my CH dining room [waking location recognition, not in dream]. There is a cloth work of art on the wall to the left, taking up the whole wall to the ceiling. A (girl?) starts climbing it and I think this will ruin it but it doesn't, she reaches the top and enters some sort of pocket there and falls face-first down to the floor inside the layer of fabric. Some more kids do this after her.

+(f) [from a longer sequence] I'm walking through some doorways, looking for a particular girl, she is some hostess of a company and I need her attention for something? I give her a gift in a box, she opens it and takes it out, it is a lacy/sexy top and bottom, sort of lingerie, but it is made from a bronze metallic rings material and is mostly transparent. She really likes the gift but is sort of surprised by it. Some other people around me comment on it.

During some brief waking I decide my recall is weak for the recent dreams and resolve to pay more attention to the dreams to recall them better. Indeed the experiences following were more vivid.

+ I wake in a room, like a hotel room. I'm naked and the window curtains are open. I stand up and pull the (white, down comforter it seems to be) around my waist to go to the window to pull the drapes. As I pull them I'm outside on a walkway that goes past businesses, there's a woman with her daughter there who slumps down sitting against the wall of a building, the girl is also naked (?) and wrapped in a blanket like me. I go back into my room, and now I notice it is much darker that the drapes are all pulled. I decide I want to peek outside the curtains at the people, viewing them unseen. I hold the curtains tightly and try to open them just a crack so no one will see me [DS], and I do this but realize all I can see is the window screen which mostly blocks my vision. I adjust and find a little opening where I can clearly see people outside. Then the (woman?) comes to my door and I let her in, and she starts talking, someone else comes in (another woman?) and they argue, and the 2nd woman says to the 1st, "I can't work with you, we're done." I remember [FALSE] that we were all in a (music band?) together and this means the end of that. I tell the 2nd woman s.l. "thanks for breaking up the band and forcing me out as well."

Then I'm lying on my back on the ground looking up at a pure blue sky [DS DS DS!!!!]. I'm still thinking about the band breaking up and am really sad about this, and say/think "you can get bad news while looking at the beautiful, blue Californian sky." I stand up and I'm on the lawn of my CH backyard [I'm aware of the location in the dream] There is an odd pattern cut into the grass [DS]: like part of the grass where I'm standing hasn't been mowed in quite a while and is getting quite and looks unkempt, but there is a line like a rectangle extending most of the width across the grass a few feet in front of me that shows that an area had recently been mown. I know this indicates that (something that I can't remember) was just down to the lawn. I head up the steps towards the house.

I'm still thinking about the band breakup, and I think I should call my best friend MR, that I have an appointment with him at 2pm, and that I need to gather together my clothing in preparation for my return-trip to [foreign country]. Inside the house [not accurate] there is my dad and my mother. I see my mother sitting at a small table (eating?). I ask her what I'm going to do right now and she says "eat some pizza!" (which she just made, apparently). I walk over to a counter/cabinet where there is a microwave and see two small red circles on a a cutting board and think these must be sausage/pepperoni from the pizza and pick one up and take a bite, only to find it is crunch and bland and is actually a radish. I put a (drink?) into the microwave and warm it up.

It was a sunny summer day. I was standing outside my house, talking with younger sister. Then an older sister appeared, gave me some cheese and a grate and told me to grate the cheese. I went to a bench and table we have outside and started grating the cheese with younger sister. When we done it, I took a metal bar out of my pocket and said "We need to grate that too!" And started grating it, filings of iron falling on the cheese. We took that inside the house and gave that to sister. She was mad for that metal and told me to clean it out of the cheese.

Tonight I made very dull dreams about stuck toilets and needs.
I'm not wasting my time describing them.

But I got lucid! I was in a car with another guy who was driving, at a certain point I see a shop with a sign with written "dream sign" (I appreciate the sarcasm of my mind), things that could not remain unnoticed so that I did the nose reality check, and for the first time I could breath! I became lucid, but I was too excited and I woke up almost immediately. Damn!

I was hanging out w/ Ellen Degeneres on a big cruise ship while she was recording a special episode of her show. (lucid)I realized I was in labor & had a baby that wasn't breathing. A group of passengers went into an auditorium type room & held vigil for the baby. It finally started breathing & I was contemplating a name. I knew I was dreaming when the father of the baby came in & it wasn't my husband about midway through the dream so I spent some time just looking around the ship & at the scene. Lucidity is curious sometimes. The auditorium was from my childhood. It was at a near by college from where I grew up. I saw a play there on a school field trip.

For the last 2 nights I have taken Huperzine A which is for cognitive support. I can tell my dreams are different & my focus on doing my jigsaw puzzles is sharper. Over the years my pain meds have messed w/ my head at times & I so far am finding this to be as some help.

Beard trimming mishap
I'm in my bathroom shaving. I look into the mirror and realize that, instead of using my normal beard trimmer attachment, I've been using something much shorter. I've already been running it through the beard under my chin, and the parts I've trimmed are way too short. I'm not sure what to do. At first, I consider running this piece (I don't even recognize it) through the rest of my beard to give it a uniform, very close-cropped look, since I've often thought that looks good; but the bits of the beard that are already trimmed are too short even for that. I decide to switch attachments and shave off most of the beard below by chin, leaving me with just the goatee on my face and a "cap" on and just barely under my chin. I carry out this plan; but when I look into the mirror I find that I've shaved off everything. I realize that can't be right, since I never went above my lip, so I look again, more carefully, and see that my mustache is still there. I realize it really doesn't help me, though, since my wife doesn't like the look of a mustache without a beard along with it, so I resign myself to shaving it off, too. I'll just have to grow the whole thing back soon and hope it doesn't look funny for too long.

Me and two other humans were captured by soldiers from another reality. They were gruff and rough, but their extreme care with us suggested that we were important prisoners. They look like Imperial drones, except that they were human-sized, more regularly jagged, and reddish. They each have one glowing, robotic yellow eye in the middle of their face.

One of the prisoners, an old man, slipped from his bonds and in this reality transformed into an eldritch horrir. Me and the other prisoner was evacuated as the entities fought the monster with their form of guns. Our guards locked us in a spacious bunker, telling us that we'll be locked up in here until they deal with the monster, or reinforcement arrive. They told us that there were food and facilities in the bunker so that we will not go wanting. All in all, they were a lot nicer than most military guards, and they were faceless ersatz horrors from another world.

I drifted in and out of sleep, and I felt the need to pee. I recall finding the toilet in the bunker, and I did reality checks and realized that I was dreaming. I woke up and I wanted to go pee, and before I could get up to use the toilet I was back in my dream again, being caught off-guard I was non-lucid and used the toilet. Luckily I didn't pee myself in real life!

I was sightseeing through a rustic-modern, asian-feeling neighborhood. We walked through a dusty dark shrine, filled in shapes of buddha statues in the darkness, made out of brassy, coppery, dark metal. There was a multitude of them, some of them seemed to be fused together. An unknown acquaintance was accompanying me, and they prayed to the statues. I did not pray, but as the sound of the prayer resonated with the metal it produced an unearthly echo that sent a chill down my spine, prompting me to pray as well.

We moved on to an arcade, where familiar but also unknown people are there. There was a computer there and I showed them a 'glitched level' where I play as Wario in a 2D platformer navigating a procedural-looking cavern that reminds me of the Ice zone in Spelunky, but with trees and unknown sunlight from above. The graphics were modern but not 3D.

- Grandma Tootsie and Pa were at some *very important* even that was going to take place in my life, and they were in Mom and Dad's garage. I remember thinking in my dream that it was really awesome that my grandma was there, and I think I started to sort of have a conflicted thought, because both of my grandparents are dead and I was trying to reconcile the fact that there were standing in the garage.

- There was a party going on in some second story apartment that seemed sort of familiar, like when I lived in Rebel Manor apartments in Louisa county with my mom and dad when I was like... 5 or 6 years old. Except now I'm an adult, and everyone is smoking weed and drinking. Everyone is having a good time and there's no drama. Until... I look out the window, then step out onto the balcony and there's blue lights flashing from a cop car. It's dark out. I can't remember if I tell everyone to break the party up or what, but I remember Katie Goodman coming out of a back bedroom with a big blunt. Then I remember Matt Tacey and I washing dishes and no one else is there.

- I'm in the car with my dad, he's driving. We're on a two lane road, driving in a residential area, past some houses. We get into an argument about money - he said he gave me $25,000 but I was telling him he only gave me $5,000. I go to look something up on my cell phone, then get mad at him, throw the phone at him, break it, get even madder, then I grab the steering wheel and force him off the road to the right and into someone's driveway. We drive down the driveway and through a garage that has a door on the front and the back. Now we're at like a service station. That's all I remember.

My father and I were going to a poorely design supermarket to buy some food. As we head there we got thrown in jail with this other one guy for no reason. I manage to except right before the guard shut the door. I am now running and trying to find a place to catch my breath. But as I stop running I see I am in a place that looks like huge yellow and white lego peices and huge pink/red flowers around the entire area. We were still in a building but this look odd in my cases. For some reason even though I knew the guards were gaining on me and I could see there was no where to go as apart of the stairs to go down was blown off.

I just began dancing for about a couple of minutes. That's when I see my father run out and I mistaken it as the guard so I jump down from the upper deck and landed on the flower. I tried to keep my balance on it as it was split in to 6 parts. I look at them as I continue to grip. My father and now brother were watching me. I could feel myself slipping. Suddenly I could feel myself getting lucid. And an idea pop up in my head, I decided to pull the flower back as far as I can with my own weight so it can parachute me rather than trying to not fall off. It would have not work but since I knew it was a dream it did.

I flew up high and landed on another flower and continue to do the same intill I landed next to my father,brother and mother. My father began showing this natural grass landscape that appear infront of his hands. He said while changing the structure of it, that land could become something else. But I can't seem to remember what else he said after that. I could feel my dream body becoming faint. So I knew I was going to wake up now.

I was in school at a PE lesson. It was a sports hall in my old school, there were only free people present, all of them from my current class. One dude was kinda annoying and I avoided him when I could. Second dude pushed me and I slid on the floor shouting "Weeee!". Later on I for some reason drove with that annoying dude somewhere. He dropped me by his house and asked me to open a roadblock. I did it and he drove away.

Supplements Taken: Lucidimine after 6 hours of sleep

1. I became immediately lucid. I looked around and everything seemed familiar, yet I had never been here before. I felt extremely self aware and the dream seemed as stable as a rock( a big rock). At the moment, I was standing on a street. The street looked newly paved as the road was a deep black with bright yellow dashed lines going down it as far as I could see. The sun seemed to just be coming up, and it indeed felt like the morning. I looked all around me. To my right was a large college by the name of "Enlightenment University". The building was enormous and was made out of some sort of white stone. To my left was a neighborhood. It was beautiful; all of the houses looked like an architectural masterpiece and it was perfectly clean. I then realized, this is the world that I always wanted to create. Knowing that, I expected a colossal futuristic city to be behind me as well as a carnival outside of the city to the left of it.
As I turned I saw exactly just that. The city was full of skyscrapers, and all of the buildings looked to be made of some material that resembled black marble/something shiny. All in all the city very well fit the requirements to be seen as a megalopolis, but even that seemed to be an understatement. My curiosity was drawn back to the university. In my head I always daydreamed to go to a college in my lucid dreams, and this was it. I don't know what I expected to learn in it, but I had an idea to go to a "Lucid Dreaming" class where I could learn to master my skills. From where I was standing, the university was a long walk away. I expected an electric powered longboard to appear on the ground to my right, and without delay it did. The board looked to be made of some sort of highly durable white plastic, and was partly translucent. The wheels were a deep black. I didn't see any electric motor on the bottom of the board, but I figured I could just use my mind to propel it.
With that I stepped onto the board and willed it to move forward at a "relatively high speed". Immediately the board starting moving and I found myself going down the long road that led to the university. The ride there took about what seemed to be 5 or so minutes, and as I enjoyed the ride I could feel the wind blowing against me quite strongly, which was odd because there was no storm nor was it cloudy. The thought then came to me, "What am I wearing?". I looked down at my clothes and saw that I was wearing my black and blue imaginary foundation shirt, gray joggers, my black vans, and my black snapback. "Damn this is a hella good outfit" I said out loud. A minute or so later I arrived at the front of the university. There were no cars in front as the parking lot was at the back of the university. As I got off my board, picked it up, and started walking towards the entrance, I once more looked at the name of the university. The word "Enlightenment" was a vibrant neon yellow color, and the word "University" was an electric-looking white.
It then occurred to me that I should try out my dream stabilization technique given to me from my last lucid dream: music. I pulled out my phone and went onto soundcloud. I then looked for my "Chill" playlist, and to my surprise it was there, but it looked slightly different. I scrolled down the playlist, and though I didn't recognize many of the songs, I recognized one, "Make Believe" by Electus. Without my headphones plugged in, I pressed on the song and it began to play. Oddly enough, the music did not play from my phone, but instead played throughout the entire dream world it seemed. The song itself was at a perfect volume to the point where it wasn't too loud, and it sounded very ambient. I remained still for a moment, just taking in the beautiful sound of the music. "This is really happening" I thought.
I started walking up the small set of stairs in front of me and arrived at the doors. Immediately the doors slid open and a cool breeze once more hit me. As I walked inside I looked around. For the most part, the majority of the floor was made of dark black carpet, and the walls were solid white in color with paintings here and there. In the middle of this entrance area that I was standing in, there was a part of the floor that was not carpet, but instead a glossy blue tile that made the shape of a triangle. Above this triangle there was some sort of blue light/energy that floated all the way to the ceiling some 30 feet above me. Looking beyond this I saw a large staircase to my left that went up 7 floors high. Suddenly I hear footsteps to my right, and they seem to be approaching me. As I look over I see a woman that appears to be in her 30s. She has jet black hair that is shoulder length and is wearing a matching black dress as well as black heels. A name tag sat on the left side of her chest with the name "Cheryl" on it.
"We've been expecting you Cory" she says as she walks up to me. At this point I realize that this woman is taller than me. She seems to be about 6' 3", but then I remembered she is wearing heels. I am puzzled by her statement. "How have I been expected? Who is "we"? How the hell does she know my name?" I think to myself. "I see that you are an aspiring oneironaut" she says as she looks at the tattoo I have on my left arm(the tattoo says "Are you dreaming?" in a futuristic font). "Uh, that's right haha" I reply, "So what is this place and why have I been expected?" I ask. "As you may have seen outside, this is Enlightenment University, a place were students come to learn things that are generally perceived as "far-fetched" and "mystical" in your society. As for why you are here, that is beyond me. Students somehow find this place with no intention of doing so. The only thing I know is that all students here have some desire to learn great things and grow in every way possible. We also know a few days prior when a student will be coming and what their interests are and what areas they seek to grow in. From that point we then select the classes we think fit them best and, if they choose, they start taking those classes." she tells me.
At this point, I am left in shock. The moment of brief silence that had been had was interrupted as a bell rang throughout the entire university. Students then start pouring out of classes and I assume are going to their next class. As I scan through all the people I notice that they are of all different age groups and ethnicity. "You better get going, you wouldn't want to be late to orientation." Cheryl says as she hands me a piece of paper. I look at the paper and see that it is my schedule. On my schedule there are 3 classes: ORIENT 2401, ONIERO 5703(or 5793?), and MIND PREP 0601. I have no idea where to go as I have no idea where these classes are, but nonetheless I start making my way up the stairs. "Remember to maintain awareness" I reminded myself while doing so. As I get to the 2nd floor I see a directory of the entire university. Walking up to it I see that there are indeed 7 floors and there are many sets of numbers that tell where each area of classes are. Looking back and forth from my schedule and the directory, I find that the second number in each of my classes represents the floor that the class is on. "So this means, ORIENT is on the 2nd floor, ONIERO is on the 5th, and MIND PREP is on the 6th floor" I say out loud.
The bell suddenly rings and I realize that I am late for my first class. I walk around the 2nd floor through what seems to be an endless maze of hallways. Eventually, I somehow find my first class through reading guidance signs on the walls of each hallway. The door to this class is open to my surprise and I walk in. A man that appears to be in his mid-40's is standing at the front of the class and I assume him to be the professor. "Welcome, take a seat" he says. It is completely quiet at the moment and I struggle to find a seat because the class is almost completely full(Btw this classroom has 10 rows of desks). Seconds later I find a seat near the back of the class and I go to it, but my heart starts racing. In the seat to the direct left of me is A, and I am once again puzzled. I control myself and relax while the professor begins to speak, but questions are racing through my mind. "In case you wondering if you were in the right class or not, this is Orientation 2401 and I am professor Gilche. We're going to start off by introducing ourselves to each other. Have at it." he says.
Immediately everyone starts introducing themselves to the people around them but I stay rather quiet, still thinking of how A is in this class. Seconds later I decide to "introduce" myself to A. As I turn to my left I see that she is already looking at me. "Hey I'm Cory" I say. "Hey I'm A"(obviously not her full name, keeping it one letter for privacy). We shake hands and I can't help but notice how warm and soft to the touch hers are. "I feel like I know you, but I'm not sure" she tells me. At this point I am already lost in my daydreams just from looking into her eyes. I come back to the present moment, "Yeah me too, but I have no idea how" I say(but I'm just going along with her, I obviously know how I know her lol). "So what classes are on your schedule?" she asks. I proceed to tell her my schedule and she tells me hers. She has 3 classes as well, those three being: ORIENT 2401, SELF, and ART, but I don't remember the numbers for those classes.
Suddenly I find myself destabilizing and my vision is fading, but so many emotions are running through me that I can't seem to stabilize and in turn I wake up and my heart is pounding.

Note: Memory was extremely good as I could remember entire conversations, stabilization needs more work as well as emotional control. Couldn't go back to sleep.

I'm on Mars, with several other astronauts. We're actually wearing space suits this time. I got sick, because of a disease that was typical to space travel, and Mars in particular. I had diarrhea. I was sitting with my back against a rock, feeling miserable. I actually sh*t myself. There were several escape pods lined up not too far away. Small rocket-propelled craft that, when activated, could carry one passenger back to Earth automatically. I felt terrible, but didn't want to be the first to turn back.

Forgotten dream that took place abroad somewhere?

I was driving a bus like a complete maniac. I had to dodge the pumps of a gas station at some point. After this, I was stranded (next to a highway? near a sewage tunnel?) and separated from the others (my mom and others?). We had plans to go out for dinner. I also recall being in a school at night, in the pitch black. I don't remember what I did there. Then there was a young woman (I think she was called Kate). She was dressed in "punk" style, and had short hair and piercings. I told her she reminded me of "Christine Aguilera". I thought she was hot.

I'm in a garage. I exit into a very large, very dark room (reminds me of a parking garage). It was so dark, I could not see the walls in the distance. From the darkness, several creatures, monsters - attack. They came from all corners of the room. What exactly happened next, I don't remember. But I think I murdered someone by throwing one of the monsters at them. The monster then killed them. I don't know who the victim was. I think I vaguely recall two children sitting on the ground? Girls? Anyway... suddenly, Kelsey Moody (a guy I've met several times at a cryonics meetup) showed up, and started threatening us (suddenly, I was with some other guy). He had seen what we had done, and would make sure we would suffer the consequences of our crimes. My "partner in crime" was Dave Franko, the actor who plays the guy from 'Nerve' (the movie). When Kelsey had left, I said to Dave that we could either kill him, travel back in time and not do this at all, or we'd be fucked.

I remember seeing a suit of armor. That's it. A hypnagogic vision.