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I'm going to start logging my more trivial dreams now. Up until this point I've only written down the most vivid and symbolic ones. I figure by doing this I might see some patterns or get more insight.

So I'm with my brother in a futuristic airplane. It's nighttime. The plane is very long and narrow and mostly metal on the inside. I couldn't see too many details cause it was dark. We sat up front near the pilot. The plane was pretty long with maybe 20 seats. So clearly it wasn't an airliner, but bigger than most personal planes. The pilot was a pretty dorky older guy that looked either Mexican or Asian. He was very friendly and laid back. I remember there being something illegitimate about the plane or situation. I knew the plane was safe and I trusted the pilot though. When we took off, there was a ton of force pushing us back into the seat, but as we got going, it was fine. We were going to be traveling a very long distance and quickly, but I don't know where. There were other things that happened, but I don't remember. I do remember that the plane was fine though and we didn't crash.

It goes black for a while and then I hear the sound of a train, but I don't see anything yet. The sound of the train keeps getting louder and then the scene fades into view. In this part, I am a young British man (IRL I'm an American). I'm working at a garage/warehouse near a train track. The building has a ton of garage doors and it's mostly open to the outside. It looks kind of like a larger version of a car wash building. Me and my mate are there at night. I was aware that we work there during the day, but we stayed late to play around. (I don't work somewhere like this IRL.) As the train is going by, me and him are building something. I don't know what it is. I wish I could remember. I think we were welding and cutting some metal. We were also kind of just screwing around and laughing. When the train passed, we walked up the berm for some reason and were looking around. We talked and joked for a while until our boss man came out of the garage and yelled at us to get away from the train tracks. We both listened. He said he didn't want to get in any legal trouble with his business if we got hurt doing something stupid. I said I understand. Then I tried to tell him that I'm not the type to sue and if I do something stupid it's entirely my problem. He didn't listen and turned around and went back to what he was doing. Me and my friend/co-worker continued working on the thing. I remember speaking to him while we were working saying that I built a new 386 PC at home. This is certainly not what we where doing right then cause it was an industrial garage. This made me realize that the dream was set in the 80 or 90s cause a 386 is a computer from that time period.

Later during the daytime, me and that same friend are walking around a large mall. It's more like Ikea though. There's tons of furniture and trinkets, but also some weird other more mechanical things I don't remember. There was a third guy with us. They went to the bathroom and I hid behind a corner and when they came around, I scared them. They weren't really scared though.

The End.

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Probably due to my desire and attempts to recreate my whole dreaming experience I am having a dry spell of lucidity.

Dream 1: The Pyramid Scheme & The Circular College
Nonlucid
I am watching gaunt model types walk into this agency. This is the 1980's and this is a sham modeling agency running a pyramid scheme in talent and money and apparently run by me! I am both the "star" and the viewer. As the dream unfolds I realize that the agency is run as a huge talent agency for aspiring models but actually I am faking it all even to the point of having models come in, disguise themselves, and come in again to show a lot of activity since investors are spying on our agency before they invest. The girls, the huge sums of investors and their money, the wild parties and nightlife all to get more money to make more of an agency. However I realized that once the money got to a million the agency would become real with the hottest talents and the worlds best photographers. I started to think this was actually a good idea! and the thoughts shot back "sure it is, girls and money, come on!" Then I was shocked to see that there was no accounting for anything! They were taking in huge sums of money from all over the world and there was zero accounting, it was all done on the fly. I thought "I could see me doing that [if I was like this at this time in history]."
Then I walked away from the only book they had, which was a partially used appointments book for their fake office, into the larger part of the building. The hallway led to a large circular building. Towards what would be the center of this building was a huge and strange classroom. Picture a tube 12 stories high with seating on the insides of the tube's walls. In the center was a circular tower of podiums for instructors, huge viewing screens, and whiteboards, periodically at different stories of height. This was all in a nice calming cream color. Hundreds could participate in this mega-classroom. The seating looked precarious on such a steep wall so I had to try it. It had a slight incline so I could walk out to a seat. Awesome view that felt like floating and no one need be in front of you. There were only a few students sitting here and there since there was no class at this time, they were just using it as a quiet study area.


Later in the day I tried a short nap to try to take hold of the dream world some more.

Dream 2: The Park!
I was fully aware but entering a dream as colors started to form and I could see a park bench and some grass. The grass was super green and everything was unreal-clear and crisp and I thought "this is The Park!" I refer to a park I have heard and read about and been too but never lucid. This is the legendary park which supposedly so many people go to when they die and when they are dreaming or having out of body experiences. Not only is it a well known mecca but is also supposed to be built by the also legendary Lumanians (ultra/ultra long story). Anyway I really wanted to explore this place and have plans on what to look for here when I do explore this place. As I expanded my consciousness the visions dissolved and I lost a connection with it all. I was not upset as I knew that would not help my focus.
Still in the darkness another dream image started to form but again the same thing happened. Then I heard voices getting louder as from a far distance and as I started to try to become my full self but again, they too faded away. I grasped in the darkness with my consciousness, I felt as if I was supposed to hold onto something but I didn't know what it was so I couldn't grasp it and hold the dream together. If you are reading this and you know what that thing is, please tell me otherwise I think its probably just a metaphor for something I have to do. What this thing is I will have to find out.