I am at work when the phone starts ringing. Someone at the front counter answers it, but I still hear ringing, as if another call came in right after. Nobody answers this one, which irritates me, so I walk to the back. I continue to hear the ringing (more like a vibration) and search for the phone back here. It’s hanging on what looks like an unfinished wood wall (the whole area back here seems structurally more like a barn or something). I start hopping over a small gate to go turn it off… *when I wake up and realize it’s my phone alarm that’s been going off.
Basically, I got evicted from my apartment yesterday before the follow-up apartment was confirmed and I was "homeless" for about 20 hours. I stayed at this hostel in a shared room with foreign tourists I had set an alarm to wake up on time, but every hour I had this"internal body alarm" and dreamed about someone walking into the room telling me to turn my alarm off before I wake up the others. In hindsight pretty funny and ironic that someone loudly told me to be quiet lol Dream was in English I'm not homeless anymore, this "sleep deprivation era" will hopefully end now, I lowkey enjoyed the insane dreams that spawned from it, but can't wait to sleep normally again.
Not having eaten much as well as starting to eat healthy combined with going to bed late, I've been very tired with dreamless nights lately, I squeezed in as many alarms between waking up and work as possible. My dream remnants this morning consisted of me hearing my phone alarm but not from my phone, getting the Idea that it came from somewhere else (maybe my roommates) I then started dreaming about how some sort of chip was placed into my body that automatically sets off alarms.
27th March 2021 Scraps: (recalled after I sat at my desk) I am at my computer. I'm checking on Steam or some other similar program and in there I see that AH messages me saying that I "was right, it was a joke", which she then starts to explain in more detail. I feel a mix of anger and mistrust but also relief. A possible false awakening where my alarm was going off and playing music; but something about the music didn't seem right each time. The environment looked accurate to waking life but foolishly I didn't think to do any types of checks, as I felt quite sleepy. Notes: - While in bed last night, had another dialogue with Data as I was falling asleep. This time I could use my own voice and not the captain's. But Data seemed unable to communicate very clearly this time. We talked about dream signs and my inability to either notice them or have them appear, lately, as well as how I have been doing some RCs too routinely sometimes. - When I recalled the fragment about the conversation with AH, some of the dream feelings described were temporarily present. I proceeded to check that this conversation hadn't actually happened and really was just from a dream. - Although the environment looked accurate while I was hearing the alarm, I also recall it seemed brighter than it should have done for that time of the morning. I've had dreams where the environment looked so accurate that it was easily acceptable for them to be waking life locations/situations.
Thursday, 8/6/20, Core2 False awakening. I heard my alarm going off but something made me suspect I was dreaming and that the alarm was just part of the dream so I didn't hurry to turn it off. I was laying in bed and not moving easily. A finger count reality check confirmed I had too many fingers but for some reason I still wasn't 100% certain I was really dreaming. I thought about rolling "out of my body" and flying but I was reluctant to fling myself out of bed if I turned out to be awake (it's not close to the floor). What can I do that would be easier? I wondered. I tried to affect my environment. The sound of the alarm faded in and out with my focused thought, then I made it go silent. The entire visual of my room faded as well. Oops. I rolled out of bed and floated to the floor, having now convinced myself I was in a dream and that I needed to stabilize it. A lapse in consciousness as everything faded to black briefly. I found myself standing in the upstairs bathroom. Wait a minute, I thought after a few seconds, How did I get here? Am I still dreaming? I counted my fingers; seven, eight. It was very strange because my hands looked so normal even when I stared directly at them. I checked a couple more times just to convince myself once again. I was looking around me in amazement because everything was so realistic, an exact replica of my waking life bathroom. Clearer, even. I stared at and felt the bumps on the wall, saw how light reflected off the semi gloss, mint green paint. I decided to go downstairs to look around some more. I hope I'm not just awake and really sleep deprived. I thought idly, Otherwise people are going to think I've really lost it, staring at the walls and talking about how amazing they are. As I walked down the stairs, I pulled at my hand, trying to see if I could morph it. I did, slightly. The weighting of gravity felt so realistic as well that I wondered if I would be able to fly in this dream since it felt like it would be difficult. I tested it by jumping off a few stairs and confirmed I could float. It felt stranger than usual in this environment. I reached the kitchen where my mom was doing dishes. "Hey Mom," I said, "This is a dream." "Oh, yeah?" she said. "Yeah." I thought of what I wanted to do with my lucidity. "Do you want me to show you how to fly?" I asked her. "No that's okay, I already know how to do that. I've done enough of that lately." She went back to doing dishes. I was somewhat mystified by this decision. "Oh, okay." I wanted to go out back so I started looking around for the nearest exit. I went and opened the front door. "Well, see you later." I added. Wait, why am I looking for a door to go all the way around? I could just take a straight shot through the kitchen wall. I changed course and flew at the wall. I can't believe some people get stuck in walls, it's never happened to me. All you have to do is not think about it. So then, of course, it happened to me. I got stuck in the wall halfway through. It felt like I was moving through molasses and everything went dark for a couple seconds. Then I could see an extremely vague back yard scene. I focused on a point relatively far away - since the closer focal points weren't yielding results - and I set a strong intention to go there directly. I essentially teleported to the intended spot and the scene became vivid and clear once again. I flew above my yard, which was roughly accurate to waking life but much bigger. I spotted my late cat Pascal, a fluffy, 24-pound Maine Coon, laying in the yard just past the redwood tree. He was staring up at me. I flew lower and slowed, with a bit of difficulty controlling my height and speed initially. "I don't regret any of it!" I announced to him out of nowhere once I landed in front of him. "Well, except I wish we'd realized how sick you were sooner so you didn't have to go like that. We wanted to be there." I knelt down next to my cat and pet him, talking to him about our time together when he was alive, telling him how much I loved him, and pulling twigs and leaves out of his fur. He just continued staring at me with big eyes and purring, though I got the sense he was listening. The dream lapsed into a non-lucid. Spoiler for Additional Notes: Definitely one of my clearest LDs, and a really euphoric feeling to see Pascal again. I loved that cat so much. When he was old and sick, he started having trouble breathing and we rushed him to the vet and said yes when they asked if we wanted them to do a procedure to try to save him. He died on the operating table and I really regretted not being with him at the end. In hindsight we didn't recognize how close he was to going so we weren't prepared to let him go and also didn't have time to think it through fully during the emergency. I was determined not to repeat that mistake, and I didn't the next time one of our elderly cats, Talis, no longer had quality of life. It was very tough to make that decision and to find the right balance, but I know that in that case Talis' needs came first. Anyway, it was still good to finally get to tell Pascal how I felt and how much I loved him, even if it was just in a dream.
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29th May Dream Fragment: I remember little of most of the dream. Just one part stands out. I was being shown someone's pet or something. It was a cat at first but then it was a hyena. It was on a stand or pedestal of sorts and the animal itself looked elongated compared to what I'd expect. Then the person showing me the hyena, was telling me something about its urinary system and they put their hand sort of inside the hyena from underneath and pulled out a very large fleshy and desaturated pink sac. Some explanation was given to me. I didn't feel any disgust and was curious about the anatomy and around this point I realised the hyena looked to be sort of split into three parts but still joined together by some spinning tube thing between each sectioned part. I remember the hyena's head was turned toward us most of the time and was panting. Something about this segment reminds me of having the dog at the vet. Dream Fragment: Maybe this was the first dream. Something about H and our friend C. I remember we were at our house, or some version of it. H was concerned about someone breaking into the shed and I reassured H by pointing at a very Sims-like alarm system installed just to the side of the shed door. I remember it was a dark night but there was a full moon in sight. The ambience looked darker than it should have done considering the full moon and how big/close it appeared to be. Notes: - The alarm system from the Sims should have been a somewhat obvious dream sign. - The dream with the hyena, while similar in feel to the experience of having the dog at the vet, was probably just a manifestation of the interest I have in analysing anatomy from a hands-on approach. My lack of disgust or similar feeling is somewhat unusual within the context of automatic reactions, but perhaps is some indication that I could overcome such reactions more easily with training or simply by being exposed to this type of demonstration on a regular basis. I often feel sad that things have to die for us to have a better look at them and this aspect and the fleshy sac both relate directly to how I feel about meat in cooking, at times. - I believe the rotating tube sections were simply the dream mind's way of justifying the body being split in three sections while the creature was still alive with no pain. In a way it felt a bit like something I might be able to do with a 3D model and perhaps that's part of where this originated too.
Summer camp like rockbridge that started near the JMU quad. I was walking with a group of people from the left, Jake B and Kolby were there. We walked by to see the quad had a giant arena or dip in the land in the middle. There's also a crowd surrounding this oval shaped thing. We walk up to the bottom right corner and I see Woody b wearing Pike letters in a sweat shirt. He was looking at me but it was a little awkward. We walked to the right of him and saw Johnny w. and his father. His mom was also there. I was talking to his father about something but we eventually left and went right down the street. On the left side of the street was the place we were living at, it was like our younglife cabin. I had a memory where I was wasting all my time alone at camp in the hottub. The dream went to another place. Sam came up to me and was showing me a voicemail he left me which gave me this vision of a beach with a couple of palm trees in the water. It didn't look like any humans had been in this place or altered it in any way. I couldn't even see his family or himself at this place. There were giant mountains in the ocean in the background. It looked like Thailand a little bit. I came back from the vision and was asking him if he was excited to go, but realized that while I was at camp he was at the beach and the trip was over. The vision came back to me a few times, this time with his family jumping between the very small islands in the water next to the beach. At some point we ended up at another beach. I was swimming behind him and the beach was to the right of us. It looked like there was a small dock up ahead. There were also these tiny buoys that were absolutely covered in bees. The object was to get to the dock without getting stung by these bees. When we got close to each one the bees would leave and come towards us. We got to the first one and ducked underwater as the bees followed us and drowned. Next buoy we did the same thing except not all the bees had come so we had to go underwater several times. We eventually get to the dock but enough bees had stung us that a massive insect was summoned. I turn to Sam I don't want to play this game anymore. I'm not sure if this was part of the same dream but right as I was exiting the very last dream, someone had told me something like "it's time to wake up" or "there's you alarm" and as they said that I woke up to my alarm. It was really weird like my dream was telling me it was time to wake up as my alarm started to go off.
My alarm is going off. It's incredibly loud and annoying, and my hands are trembling as I try to shut it off. I'm swiping for all I'm worth, and the icons on the screen are sliding left and right, but that sound continues. I realize that it's not my phone ringing at all. It's my wife's phone. I grab her phone from her and swipe ... swipe ... swipe! ... The sound is piercing and persistent and annoying. It goes on for about ten seconds, and I'm thinking about launching the phone at the wall when it dawns on me that this phone isn't ringing either. The ringtone is different. I wake myself up, genuinely rising out of sleep, and I open my heavy eyes. Beside the bed, my wife's Kindle alarm is going off. I reach over like a man clawing toward safety, grab the Kindle, swipe toward 'dismiss' or whatever it says. Finally, It stops.
Preface: A lot going on today. Up at 8am, preparing for a pottery party I have planned for my co-worker. Party goes well. I spend the evening with my best friend. We were talking about recent comunication that we both oddly received from our EXES this past week. I go home for an hour or so, and then go back out to catch a live band with her. I got home at 1, went to sleep at 2. Side Note: Frustration. Two of the ladies at the pottery party became VERY frustrated with painting their pieces. One of them was so upset that she washed her piece and then proceeded to sit with her hands in her lap during the remainder of the event. I felt like something else was going on, but I didn't ask. She is a friend of a friend's, so it wasn't my place. DR 1 I am in an office building. A fire has started and most of the people have run out. Some are still running. Nobody pulls the fire alarm, so I do. I walk outside the building. There is a sidewalk path to another building, so I take it. The building doors are wide open, so I walk in. The walls are white. White ceilings, brown carpet. There is only a hallway, which extends in each direction. Its quiet, and I can hear the faint sound of the alarm I pulled in the other building. I turn to the right down the hallway. I see a red alarm panel on the left wall and I pull it. DR 2 Everything seems to have calmed down. I am walking down a hall in an office building. I pass a co-worker, a handsome man, who I have apparently just repaired a work relationship with. We smile and greet each other. I continue down the hall. I am wearing office attire, a white blouse, a skirt (? color) and heels. I am holding an order with a ticket number on it- 3757. I know that the co-worker has changed my order and resubmitted it as 3758. I think about telling my boss because something about it isn't rigt. At that moment, I get called into my boss's office. My boss is a black lady with long braids in her hair. I feel that she doesn't like me much. I am seated at a white table. She asks me about the order. Before I can finish telling her the story, she calls in my co-worker. I place my head in my hands. I can't believe that she has done this before I can tell her what happened. And I can't believe this is happening when I have just literally became friends with this guy again. He whispers to me, "what's going on?", and put my lips to his ear and say, "they have no idea what's going on". I place my head in my hands again. DR 3 Members of a movie crew are filming in the courtyard of the office building. The courtyard has a swimming pool. I'm not sure why the film is happening and I'm not sure why we have a pool. All of a sudden, a little black boy comes running from my left at full speed and cannonballs into the pool. Somebody yells, "that's a wrap", and I see the microphone swing over the pool. There are crew members in place to take the boy safely out of the pool. DR 4 I am in a convenient store. A tall black lady comes in. She looks like a model. She is wearing a dark blue and bright orange dress with a sunhat. A guy's voice is heard over the intercom. He tells her to turn around so he can see her on the video cameras. She doesn't seem to hear im, so I grab an umbrella from one of the displays nearby and point to the cameras. I tell her what he said. When I actually walk up to her, she is at least a foot taller than me. I am 5'6", but she is clearly way taller. I feel so short. She turns around so he can see her. She asks if she looks ok. I tell her that her dress is cute. She says thank you and then bends over to reach into a chest (which is somehow a cooler doubling as a chest?) There are clothes inside it for some reason. As she bends over I see the top of her big hat.
#9 LD - Low quality vision As always my room. I was laying on my bed with my bf. I was looking at the wall and thought that I shouldn't be there (I wasn't at home in RL then). I did RC and get lucid. It was dark. I tried to make some light by commands but I only had some strange quality vision. Sth like that: [KLIK]. I didn't write it down but I think that I saw also some disco colours and I said that I didn't mean this kind of light. I wasn't calm much. I went to the shelf and took a red figure. I touched some towel. I went to my mom's room and tried to fly through the window. I heard an alarm but I knew that it's still a dream. I saw on the phone that it's 2:10AM. I flew away and on purpose I was falling down spinning. I thought that it was a bad idea. It started to be dark and my dream changed to NLD. Some bird or 2 were falling down on the hill.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING NIGHTMARE FRAGMENT HYPNAGOGIC SOUNDS HYPNOPOMPIC SOUNDS (Unconnected dreams indicated by a *. Connected dreams indicated by a •. ) * I'm trying to sell a toy set for a fictional book, but the main character is missing. * A giant worm is destroying an underground area in a place vaguely resembling Hogwarts. * I seem to have travelled back to the early 1900s. I have repeated run-ins with two horses named "Neighborhood Horse 1" and "Neighborhood Horse 2". I am wearing a dress and seem to be much younger (about 10 or 11). Somehow, I am captured on video and spread all over YouTube, but the majority of people don't beleive what they're seeing. * A news broadcast is remembering the five things they will miss at that station. * I'm on a secret mission to find someone. An alarm goes off (not my wake up alarm). This scene repeats itself.
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Dream - Driving about (woke up at 3:00am) I'm in my parents house, I think I somehow made the alarm go off and it's wailing loudly... I punch in the code to turn it off but nothing happens. Argh, I must have put the wrong code in. Everyone is waiting outside. Why is the alarm going off anyways? I remember there being a Tuatara at some point... Later on I'm in the car with my mom, she's driving and we turn into a house to pick some people up. The house looks simultaneously like my neighbours and our house combined. We're waiting for my dad and some other person to hurry up, they should already be ready by now. They must have forgotten we were heading out, there's no lights on in the house at all. It's already 9pm.. Geeze :/. We beep the horn loudly and my mum is impatient now, she's driving in circles in the driveway of the property. I look up at the window of my dads room (it's not his room anymore) and see that the light suddenly turns on. Finally, I think to myself that they now know we're here at least. I tell my mum that they've noticed us. We start talking and discuss her going back to university. She wants to study some ecology papers as she's found that she's interested in that field of study. I tell her that I can help her review her essays if she needs me to. Dream experience: 5 (pretty vivid and the dream felt long. I remembered it pretty clearly and I didn't wake up feeling foggy, which usually leads to me forgetting my dreams). Dream awareness: 1 (not enough to be aware that I was dreaming, but there was some definite conscious thinking involved) I think my cat woke me up from this dream... She jumped on top of my face. After I woke up I decided to get up for a while, so I spent 40 minutes researching random stuff and then reading a comic before heading back to sleep. I also remember a really strange WILD last night where I seemed to naturally just slip into a dream consciously. But the whole thing felt delirious and uncontrollable, I had visuals at first but they disappeared. The interesting thing was that I was more involved with other sensations like touch and sound (the sound was more like a humming noise).
The setting of the dream was the farm where I lived as a teenager, but nothing about the plot resembled waking life, and my own character was an adolescent boy. I was the son of our tribe's chieftain, and another adult male in the tribe approached me with an offer. He wanted to buy my father's flower that was growing near the chicken house, offering me a groat in exchange. I refused, of course: the flower was not mine to sell. On my way to the barn I passed the flower and glanced at it. It was beautiful and otherworldly, with large hanging bell-shaped blossoms of red and purple. I thought I had made the right decision by turning the man away. I went into the barn, the bottom floor of which was completely empty of everything but a pile of horse manure that had been gathered into the center of the space. This was a bit odd, but my thoughts were elsewhere. I was remembering what the same man had done for the nuns: by giving them an iPad, he had eliminated their tendency to engage in other, more heretical, forms of augury. Had he been testing me? Obviously it would have been wrong to sell the flower for my own gain, but perhaps it was also wrong to refuse outright. I should tell my father about the offer and see if he might want to sell the flower after all. Perhaps he needs a groat. I go talk to my father. He is not a human but a ring of flexible tissue suspended within a rigid round frame that forms an outer ring. My character, the young boy, is not surprised by this, but OOCly I find it odd. It is hypnotic to watch the creature talk: the inner ring changes shape, forming geometric and other patterns, while vibrating. Together the shape-changing and vibration sound quite similar to a human voice, though higher-pitched and with more vibrato. I mention that I want to talk about so-and-so, the member of the tribe who offered me the deal (at the time I knew his name, but lost it on waking), and at once my father starts describing a recent encounter with the guy: "We chat a while, then he tells me what a fine young man you are. I'm thinking, wowwww!" He emphasizes the word "wow," drawing it out with varying intonations a bit like a hippy or stoner might... and then the sound blends into the chime of my alarm going off and waking me. I was annoyed to be interrupted mid-dream!
12.04.2014Putting on a Tape Suit & Plastic Bag Carrot Humping (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside a classroom that resembles my biology class at a High School I attended years back (CLHS as an abbreviation for personal reference). I’m trying to put on a transparent suit that looks like it’s really made out of tape. I ask individuals how to put it on, and when one of them portrays the method to me, it seems more complicated than it seems. How in the world does one put on a tape suit without it sticking to their clothing? After a bit, there’s an inflated, and transparent produce bag with a few carrots on the bottom. I put my penis inside, and started humping it. I think there was a competition of who could hump it more, and going for more than ten was more than enough to get by, I guess. I think the individuals were cheering me on, talk about ego boosting for inanimate object fornication. Kind of reminds me of what I had to do for work today, excluding the humping part and ego boosting, and cheering…and my penis inside a bag. _________________________ 12.04.2014Buzzing Near the Window (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I wake up from my bed, or so it seems, and tried to get back to sleep, seeing how I didn’t want to feel too groggy for work, especially with the activities done today. It feels so nice wanting to go back to sleep, back into a state of relaxation and comfort, until something keeps making a buzzing sound that’s extremely annoying. I wondered how could something could be so active during the dead of night, seeing how unless it had vision for seeing clearly for night, it would reside somewhere safe until there’s more light apparent. I tried to go to sleep several times, but the buzzing sound keeps pestering me. I eventually decided to do a nose plug reality check, pressing my nose with my right index finger and thumb, and was able to breathe just fine. The dream environment seemed to have replicated the house I’m currently residing in to some extent. So, having this in mind, I take the chance to try and go out the usual way to exit the house. I proceed by going through the white door, and trying to open it. However, it seems I have to punch in some kind of code in order to unlock it. The buttons consisted of a light milky green color with a rubbery texture. The material surrounding the buttons is white all around, and is shaped almost like a tooth, without the points at the end of course. And out of reflex, I seemed to have entered a random code: 90321 I believe, without knowing if it was the right one or not. Unfortunately, the alarm has a very long and annoying beep sound, and this prompts me to try an escape, because I don’t know what could be inside the other bedroom in this dream, especially when it’s way too dark inside. And wanting to turn on the lights was out of the question, since I felt a bit fearful of something randomly coming out. Though most of the time, the places in my lucid dreams are often barren, and not really something where random entities will come about to try and kill me, or something dangerous. I probably should’ve been aware of this before running as if I’m Michael Scofield from Prison Break, ha-ha. I go through the living room, and quickly unlocked the door to get out, and now the dream shifts from night to early morning immediately. Now I’m immersed in a virtual experiential reality that seems to be exactly like waking life at first glance, and with more clarity and realism as well. I marvel at this, my breathing, and just my overall existence within this dreaming state. The weather, the sensations on my feet against the cold concrete of what seems to be an area where it rained recently, everything felt so real, and then some. After a few seconds of absorbing this experience, I get an urgency to continue running, even though it doesn’t seem like anyone is after me. As I’m running, I’m changing perspectives where I look at myself running, and it seems to go by in slow motion, and the motion of running is a bit exaggerated at times; it often looks like I’m floating in the air for a good bit, and making weird leg movements to quickly save my descent. After watching this for a while, I wake up in a series of false awakenings for most of the dreams below. Fortunately, the nose plug reality check is going to save me. _________________________ 12.04.2014Confucius gives LD advice (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Felt as if I woke up, then I reconciled with awareness of the experience being a dream again. I’m standing on top of a building, and it seems to be early morning, or an event where it rained previously. I see a dream character that looks like Confucius, and he’s lecturing to others on lucid dreaming techniques and advice. As for actual declarations to recall from him, I can't remember. _________________________ 12.04.2014Picking Up a Black Biker Jacket Wearing Chick & Escaping with Her (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I wake up once more, only to reconcile with awareness of this being a dream once more. Maybe this was a DEILD, since I can recall those experiences of transitioning back to waking state with my eyes closed, and seeing imaginary simulations of being awake, or maybe it’s just a false awakening altogether. I’m inside a theater, and it has the usual settings. You know, red carpet, and other warm colors to mask off all those stains from being apparent at first glance. The putrid smell that is also prevalent in theaters that’s like a mélange of buttered popcorn, weasels, intense chlorine, air freshener, and other chemicals. I didn’t take the time to visualize all the major details of the theater itself, but I do know that in the current location I’m at, there’s many paths you could take from the circular base I’m standing on. I see an attractive girl, I think, with long black hair, and she’s wearing a black biker jacket of some sort. Underneath that, she’s wearing some kind of milky vanilla shirt that’s fairly tight, and makes her bosoms eye-candy at this point. For some reason, I had an urgency to pick her up, and hold her back, and the bottom of her knees, and run off with her. She seems shocked at first, but then kind of goes with the flow, and I’m going with the flow as well. Then the next moment, I’m using my legs to kick anyone that seems to be in my way, and there’s a slight uproar going on while I’m running with the girl. This takes “chasing” women to a whole new extreme. _________________________ 12.04.2014Kakashi Gives me Lucid Dreaming Advice (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This seems to be the last dream in the false awakening chain of events, or maybe the one before it was. I’m sitting down with Kakashi, younger version, and he’s giving me lucid dreaming advice. However, the advice seems kind vague, and not really something that could be applicable in all circumstances. He states that if you find yourself in two conditions: Where there’s little lightWhere it’s too bright That one would most likely be dreaming. Your non-sequiturs are what prevented you from saving Rin, Kakashi, just as your vague circumstantial lucid dreaming advice is. And that totally was not a non-sequitur, ba-dum tiss. Though, looking back, he could be right, especially since I was in complete darkness in the buzzing insect dream, to being in a hyper-realistic virtual experiential reality the next, and then inside a bright theatre. But still, the advice is severely limited.
Date: September 19, 2013 You will never believe this dream I had... Dreamed I was at some sort of party and we all were talking about the difficulties of becoming lucid. Then we heard an alarm go off and someone said, "Excuse me, but you know what that means...I have to do my reality check." Then one of the DC looked at me and said, "Aren't you going to do yours." I replied, "I already done it and I know that I am not dreaming!" WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!
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