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I'm somewhere in a city, together with a white girl my age. We seem to be spies and we're a team. Perhaps we are also in a relationship, though I'm not sure about that. We're about to start our mission. We've definitely done something similar before, because as we start I even say something like "here we go again" in English. We're a few metres above street level and jump a bit down onto a brown wooden walkway (which I think wasn't meant to be a walkway) to cross the road. On this side of the road are a bunch of shops, in a neat row, like any shopping street. The building style is quite old, gothic perhaps. There's grey concrete pillars and presumably arches about 2 metres in front of the shops. We take care cause we spot a police officer outside and there's another one inside one of the shops. Both of them are white, one male, one female. I think it was the female who was still outside. We hide behind one of the pillars. We're right in front of a bookshop and we decide to go in, I think for information. The bookstore is well lighted, everything is bright. It's a neat place. I get a bit distracted by my passion for books. We look around, trying to be inconspicuous. They are having a sale. Every single book is 9 ... euro's? Pounds? Not sure. 9. As far as I remember, only the owner of the shop was present. She reminds me of a university lecturer I had.. or perhaps it's her. A white woman in her 40s with slightly curly hair. I'm not sure of the colour anymore. My partner and I only look, never touching any of the books. We're standing at a low bookcase near the window. My partner decides to go outside to view the books in the window. She gives me a look. I don't remember what type of look. Not to get distracted perhaps? I walk around the bookshop and once I've reached the final bookcase, I let out a small sigh. The owner, who is behind a round counter, responds to it. Something along the lines of "can't find what you're looking for?" I respond with "you must've heard that sigh a lot." She starts asking me about my book preferences so that she can help me out. I tell her that I'll read a lot of things. The last things I've read are fantasy books though. She is a bit uncertain, but finally decides to show me two books. I don't remember the first one (or perhaps the second one). The one that I do remember is a gigantic book. It's got a blue cover. At one point it's open on the very last page and I see a price that says "0.09". I know it's meant to be a price of 9 ... whatever currency. The girl is now back as well and we go through the pages, flipping carefully towards the front. There's no text. It's all paintings. At one point I see a painting of a man's face that a friend of mine made a year ago, only this is much bigger. I'm surprised by this. Did my friend's work get published somehow? Did she just copy paint an existing painting? We continue flipping. Dragon. Some of the pages are torn and the lady says we have to be careful. People have been mishandling this book, causing some tears along the lines of the paint. I like this book, especially considering it's price. There's no way I can take it with me though. I start anticipating a sales pitch from the woman. I anticipate that she will suggest home delivery. Even then, it would take up too much space in my room.

I was hanging out with my dream guide when she was suddenly gone. I called out,"Kim!!!" Then realized I do not know her name. Could it be Kim, or did she just remind me of someone in waking life.

I became vividly lucid and realized I could not think of any goals. I considered just having sex. What a low level of of devotion. I ended up just going for a joy flight.

A fun series of LDs involving a plot. There was at least 3 distinct sequences in which major scene changes. A witch was trying to steal babies. We had to sneak in and get them. The witch chased me with both of us flying. I stole her slipper because I figured it could be a magic slipper. She sicked bats on me and I tried to shove the slipper down a chimney. A bat was in the chimney and kept me from putting the slipper down there. Good fun. Vivid and long complex story.

I don't remember this dream well, but I will do my best at describing it.

I was with my mom and were going to a shop, from outside it looked like a bakery, the pastries were so deliscious looking, but alas we couldn't go in because it was closed. My mom and I left, we came to a counter, a mixture of walgreens and something else came to mind as my mom had to sign something for us to leave. As quickly as we left we returned, and still the bakery was closed, once again a major disappointment. We signed to leave again.

And finally, a third time. We came back, it was dark in the bakery...but also....it looked different. Not because it was dark but, it just looked VERY different. The walls were no longer white, they looked to be a shade of tan or brown, the floor wasn't tiled anymore either and the glass that pastries were in, wasn't there. Though it was pitch black far back. A counter with a black rim was to the left from where I looked inside the window. And a man, his hair was pulled back and he was dressed nicely. His hair was silver and his skin full of wrinkles, but only for a second. He became a young man with pretty brown hair and flawless skin, still in his nice clothes...and...now this is the weirdest part. He wore a black gas mask with a copper end, he looked at me for but a second. But a second was just long enough for the eerie feeling the building now held to become, almost like fear, not run away screaming fear, but just 'I'm gonna turn around and never come back' fear, if that makes sense. My mom began walking and I followed, we left for the last time, and then I woke up.

+ the toilet bowl and the tank are packed full of peaches, I'm pulling them out one by one with my hands. I don't understand why they were thrown away like this because my son loves peaches, why would he get rid of them?

+ gathering the lavender moths from the plant, carrying them in baggy and in my hand, there was a bee there but I shake it out

+ in an airplane and the two twins are outside the cockpit on the windshield, using their bodies to bleed off the airplane's speed

+ in a car, someone else is driving, we enter a dairy store which is large and circular and on a hill, all the products are packed onto the floor, our car is wreaking a path of havoc through the products leaving a wake of destruction behind us, around the end of the circle and reaching the door again, I (hear? think?) that the products may have been a hologram all along.

Schedule changes gave me a drop in recall. It should be better when I'd get used to it.

9/6 D1: As I was walking all through this dream I was walking in & out of decades & centuries! It was so odd. I was living in a home w/ other women we were always discussing men & women like things. We went to a store where I met a man. The store started out as a wal-mart/k-mart like store but then turned into a very old time store. Someone had stolen something & I went outside but now it was me walking out of a house onto the porch of a house that had a crazy Victorian like look & feel to it! I was still looking for the culprit but as I walked I kept walking in & out of time. Like whatever was there previously was where I was walking. As if many things had been built in the same place over the yrs. The landscape stayed the same. Then things were on fire & I saw a man on fire & melt. It was terrifying.

9/6 D2: I was w/ the same man from before & my parents were saying they were coming to get me. After I had told my parents about the previously mentioned store/house & being in & out of time they said they thought they should come get me. They probably thought I was losing it. They are atheist's & would never understand this concept. I was wanting to spend more time w/ the man I was with but the dream faded as Meesha Cat woke me up.

9/6 D3 & D4: Took a nap. Both were nightmares that I just couldn't hold on to because they were all jumpy & w/ my Veritgo it just made me dizzy trying to think about it. Let alone write it down.

Today: D1: I was in this big Victorian house. I've been in this house before in past dreams but it's been yrs since I've seen it. Friends I used to have were there & I wanted to buy the house. I was showing Mike the house. I spent an immense amount of time just walking through this enormous house because it was so familiar to me. It was greatly detailed. Light fixtures, books, bookcases, doorways ect.

I mention ppl that used to be my friends & by used to be I mean just that. I used to do drugs w/ them in my twenties & got the hell away from them. They were even to this day toxic people.... The house I mentioned could be a past life thing. It was amazing! I could've walked through it all day long!

Today D2: I was in this Dollar Store. I was trying to buy things early for Christmas but as I would pick up a few things & throw them in the basket, I'd look back & the other things I wanted would be gone. Then things from my basket were missing. This process repeated over & over & over.

All Non-lucids

Bed around 10 after listening to Dream Yoga audio for 20mins and fall asleep with mantra's like - ' Tonight I lucid dream' and similar

Woke up around 12.30 with first dream and then stayed awake for ages - did my best to keep mind focusing regularly on dream stuff...finally fell asleep

Wake around 4.50am sit up and listen to Daniel Love's Wbtb audio for my Wbtb.
Lay down with the audio finishing probably around 5.10am

Get lucid with dild some time between 5.30 and 7am - I am pretty sure I get lucid while walking down the road .... I am remembering things and looking at where I am thinking
' is this for real?...Could I be dreaming?' ...it felt very much like real life but I dare to test the surroundings by pushing my hand through wall a wall I am walking next to - it softly and gently pushes it's way through the wall like putty - great " I am dreaming!'
I carry on within the dream frame and speak to one the the DC's about this being a dream- I look around and see I am at a large depo/bus stop,lots of folk waiting for different buses. Remembering the task I move close to a middle age lady - I tell her I am about to come into her body and see what it feels like and she could switch to mine...she is a bit defensive and not up for it initially- I carry on and move into her body. I can sense her agitation as I feel how it feels in her shoes. After the initial awkwardness she relaxes and seems to move out or relax enough for me to get comfortable in there

I am sure I am in her body but struck with how comfortable it is ...it's still me ...I am not sure if she went into my body or not as I look around for my body I can't see it. I get on the bus when it comes and soon move on with my lucid

Does that mean the task is done or not?

Ok I am sitting lucid on the train and remember the ' grow a tail ' task. I tell the gentleman next to me that I am about to grow a tail for the totm. He is intruiged and watches my back side in anticipation

. I put my hand there and feel around - I am aware I havnt manifested anything like this before in a lucid so it's gonna be good - I am excited! I keep my hand just above my butt on my lower back feeling for movement ...Yes! I feel movement from within

- soon a little stub of a tail grows out! I start to laugh and show the man - he is as surprised as me and we both watch as it keeps growing until it's about half a meter long...it's thin and grissely but it's deffinatelly a tail - I am delighted.

I stay on the train for a while - I am laying down on a seat and pushing first my hand, then my feet into the wall - pushing gently in and out sometimes pulling the structure of the wall out and playing with with it reminding myself this is a dream - my dream - test myself see the surroundings and test them - I do this by walking into and through walls etc as I mentioned.

I am sure I awoke a few times and Dield back in gently - there was more but I dont remember all - just know it was awesome to be aware in my dreams again!

Morning of September 7, 2016. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,160-02. Reading time: 1 min 28 sec.



I am on the set of a new Indiana Jones movie, but it takes place in an unknown modern city that seems like a part of Third Street in La Crosse, near business buildings. I seem to be the director.

There are two beds (as in my recent lions dream), but which are outside across the public sidewalk, perpendicular to it.

Kate Capshaw is on a bed on the right from the street view. At first, she is happy about her movie role, but there is an uncertainty of whether she is going to be eaten by a lion. There is the idea that a lion will at least reach over her bed and paw her abdomen. That does not happen. (I am non-lucidly directing the scene). She does not seem angry or afraid. Instead, she only seems annoyed over the idea of having to “really” die in her role. She asks me if I am going to direct the outcome that way, but I am unsure. No lion appears. (“Capshaw” is a distorted association with “cat’s paw.”) I get the impression there is an “invisible duplicate” of her in the other bed related to the filming, but the situation does not make much sense.

I am later in the house we live in now, but there is a duplication of the lounge room from north to south. There are two bowls of popcorn, one in each room in the “same” area and I am puzzled about whether there are meant to be two bowls or one. Our youngest daughter is present, but I briefly consider if there is one or two of her and if so, if the “right” one is home. One bowl of popcorn is hers.

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This dream is like a combination of aspects from one from the 5th (Directing Godzilla with the Book that Controls the Universe) and one from the 6th (The Lions of Coalescence Guide me to “Nature’s Call"). There is the awareness that my non-lucid scripting relates to a movie within my dream. Although there is an artifact association (“Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom”), there is no direct presence of a “dreaming crystal” as in my dream from the 5th.

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LUCID DREAM #21

September 7, 2016: I am test flying (indoors) a small (~30cm) yellow and black radio-controlled model jet. After tossing it into the air and flying it in the tight constraints of the room, it goes to ground gently out of sight between a couch and the adjacent wall. It was difficult to see behind the couch to perform the retrieval, so I float-fly above the couch to see where it has landed. WAIT!? I'm FLYING! I'm dreaming! WooHoo!

Never once gave a thought to any of the TOTM's. I immediately start flying around the room which looks like a cross between our current living room and basement. As I fly I’m looking for an exit to the house. I fly down a short hall to the foyer of our front door and find a screen door that leads to the outside, which is day-lit and looks like a pleasant fall day. I try to pass directly through the screen. I "KNOW" I can - this is just a dream screen...but NOPE…I bang into it as if it were real. The sensation of my shoulder hitting the screen (with more than a little conviction and therefore “force”) is utterly real. Having failed to phase through the screen I open the door latch with ease, not willing to waste lucid time or effort on such a mundane and possibly fruitless task as phasing through a screen door.

Outside, I spot A. (perfectly rendered as she exists today) and (later) her best friend A. S. - less accurately depicted but still recognizable. Our daughter A. is standing on the walk leading to the front door of our current home.

I fly above our A. at about 50 feet altitude and look down at her, optimally positioning myself in front of her at about a forty-five degree angle. I call and wave frantically to her multiple times to see if she can hear or see me. At first, she couldn't, but I persisted. Eventually I gradually became apparent to her, but she expresses little in the way of shock or surprise. I tell her "Look at me! I'm dreaming and I can do ANYTHING I want!” Evidently she was not impressed.

I think she was on the walk waiting for her friend (also named A.) who soon joins her while all this is going on. I though seriously about flying up to her friend A. and attempting to get in some sexy time, but what with her being my daughter's friend and with my daughter right there on-scene, it for sure was NOT going to happen and my heart wasn’t really into it, anyway. Thwarted by the circumstances (and with other people waking up and making noise) I awoke. Wake time: 5:35am.

1) Sitting in a car in a street, waiting for something. Then walked through a door it was some sort of exhibit of a miltary nature, there was a large picture on the wall, there was someone miltary watching. I stood back to loom at the picture, he was not happy and shouted that I had to do it again properly. I tried again making sure that I marched in, did an about turn and saluted the picture. He still wasn't happy and insisted that I improved my drill. He had me bend my legs and checked the angle then left me squatting there.

2) In Hampstead with an old friend we were looking for a pub for a drink. We walked into a pub, and ordered 2 apple juices. My friend ordered a pancake but he was told they had just run out of batter, the people next to us were just getting theirs. A man walked back in with a small amount of batter in a jug and poured it onto a surface to cook, I looked really closely and it wasn't cooking, he turned in some of the edges but it just went into a mess, I stood even closer and watched.
Then we were in a cave under the pub, I was reading something, someone said look it's the Beatles and there they were walking towards us. Suddenly it became a scene from Help (the Bealtes film) but they were battling some sort of green monsters. Then I was outseide and it was dark and I was worried that we hadn't paid for our drinks, so I went back to the pub but it was shut.

3) I was in an operating theatre. The surgeon was explaining to me how to correct a hypospadias and laughing about it. I was scrubbing up to help and pushed a button to get soap instead a jet of water sprayed out across the operating theatre, I apologised becasue I was sure I had pressed the right button. A nurse said it was OK.

4) In a building next to one of the twin towers. Climbing up the stairs, they were very narrow, I was thinking how would hundred of people get back down these if there was an emergency. I got to the top and could see a twin tower rising above us. The building was swaying in the wind, although there wasn't much wind. It was moving hundreds of metres at a time backwards and forwards which I was told was normal.

Dream
I woke up during the night, rolled over and checked my phone, 4:50. My alarm goes off at 6.. I wasn't sure if I'd get a full sleep cycle in but rolled over and headed back to sleep... I was kind of horny though, images started forming and I was just imagining things - then all of sudden I noticed the slightest sensation as if I could feel something. I decided that I'd turn this into a lucid, and promptly did. I WILDed into my room and reality check, sweet it worked . It's quite dark here though.. Darkness in my lucids tends to mean a weak or unstable lucid, so I attempt to stabilize. Me and my dream buddy Emnition have a challenge atm to see who can make a lucid last 5 minutes and I was really keen to try. I do something similar to the method I used in my last lucid, teleporting to a more stable place. I decide to make the 'portal' and reach out to pull apart the fabric of reality (imagine trying to pull apart elevator doors). The darkness splits, a tear cracking through the space in front of me to reveal a bright light shining through. I leap into the light and appear back in my room, it's light but it rapidly fades to darkness, then I wake up.

Killer Whales and a Forest Fire
I was with three friends on the shore of some large lake or an ocean. It was probably an ocean, considering there was four killer whales wandering close to the shore, almost like they were waiting for us to get in the water. (I have dream of killer whales a lot. Well, I've seen them in like 7 dreams in the past 3 years.) My mind is not focused. My thoughts wander, trying to make sense of the scene and for a moment the dream becomes a mess. The gist of it was that I was in a movie. I saw really short scenes of people going into the water getting away from the orcas. I think flying was involved.

I focus and the burst of disjointed scenes end. I continue walking with my friends. We climb a hill and sit down to talk and enjoy the view. The friends I'm with were some of my oldest, but one of them was a girl I met on 7th grade. I didn't like her that much in school, but in the dream we enjoyed each others company.

We continue up the hill, away from the water, and enter a pine forest. My friends start to run. I notice that I have no shoes, but I still run after them. Then suddenly some bushes near me catch on fire. The fire is small enough that we could probably put it out. We look for branches that we could cover the fire with and remove oxygen from the equation, I guess. The fire dies down on it's own. Some other DCs wander around in the forest and talk about some new type of paper being problematic.

Another Monster
I'm outside, playing a game similar to capture the flag. The twist here is that the flag is an orange glowing cube partly inside the player who has it... and the enemy team has a monster as a player. He's a big, long armed loosely humanoid monster with glowing eyes and sharp claws. He has no mouth, ears or anything like that, just glowing eyes. His body is completely black, it absorbed all light.

The monster is fast. I take the cube from him and try to run, while my teammates try to buy me some time. I have the ability to boost, but it takes a second to start and I have to stop to start it. The monster is right behind me so that's not an option. The monster catches me.

I'm in one room together with my mom and Len, a Dutch friend. My mom is seated on a chair close to a wall. My friend is also seated on a chair. I'm either seated or standing up. I remember there being a window, showing daylight. My mom is talking on the phone in Dutch. I'm talking to my friend. I don't recall how, but we've come to the topic of politics. He asks me for my opinion on a specific aspect of the democratic system. I don't remember the exact question. I explain that I think that direct democracy was probably the best system in the days of the old Greeks, but that right now it can't work. I'm also not satisfied with the current system though. We end up discussing 18th - 19th century philosophers. My mom gets off the phone for a few seconds to say something. Mid sentence I say something like "yes mother, go ahead". I remember being satisfied with my ability to transition that smoothly. I don't remember if I was satisfied switching topics/attention so smoothly or switching languages. My mom says something like that she hopes I won't be discussing this all the time with her. I tell her that I will be on Flores, so not to worry. I focus on my friend again. I tell him that I've never been good at remembering what each philosopher was about. He tells me it's easy for him to remember.