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I am on a train through the Arctic. At some point the driver tries to crash the train, but fails. I spend some time at the pole, and I am offered a last tour. I refuse, but I quickly regret that.

I was in some polar station in arctic. I was starting at some display panel showing different factors responsible for weather. It was kinda still, nothing moved even a little. Suddenly everything moved wildly and display showed an enormous hurricane over one of icy valleys.

First dream

I was in an arctic tundra. It was a dark evening, I went out of hunters hut and wanted to hunt some birds. I was wandering around a forest, looking for birds or anything living in the vicinity. I only moved a few hundred meters and went back.

Second dream

I was in a city, in some kind of skate park. I was jumping around it, in some kind of contest.

I was in a city centre, running after two groups. They wanted to kill a certain man from Docks District, and take a valuable object from him. After a while of running, I decided to reach the man first, and used a shortcut they didn't knew about. I was in the district quicker than they. It was a poor district, with old huts scattered all around, shipyard and warehouses.

I saw an old man going out of a hut. He was bald and wearing rags. I came closer to him and he said: "You're one of them? You want to kill me?" I replied: "No. I want to help you. Give me the object they are seeking, and I'll deal with them myself.". Then he took a small bronze box from his hut and gave it to me.

Next I decided to go home. After a while of jogging, I was on my frontyard, where I met my father. He told me that he needs help in his carpentry workshop. Then I entered the workshop with him, and we worked upon a construction of some kinds.

When we were finished, I entered the house. My sisters were watching a movie and mother was preparing a dinner in the kitchen. I went to my bed and fallen asleep. I awakened in the middle of the night, and looking at a clock I saw it was 15:68.

I went out of bed and head off to the toilet, but someone was already inside. I asked who's inside. Somehow I had troubles with talking. I heard the voice of my brother. I deided to get back to bed, and when I lied in it, I've got teleported.

I was falling down from the sky, into an ice cold waters of arctic ocean. I broke the ice when falling down, and landed in the water. I started to swim, it was really cold in there. On a nearby island I saw my sisters. I swam closer to them and we talked for a while.

I where in a small yatch parked next to 2 other boats.
The boats where parked in an arctic area, in a valley.
My boat where in the middle of the 3 boats.
The mountain behind us was about 200 m tall and really rocky.
The one infront of us was about 30 m tall and was very wide.
It was more like a pice of high terrain than a mountain.

But after i first noticed i was in this boat( wich shoudnt be suspicious at all )i noticed that 2 of my friends where there Martin and Philip.
And they told be that in the boat to the rigth of us there where some gangstas with guns. And the gangstas didnt know we here there.
And they told be that we gotta get to the boat to the left to survive.
But we just jumped over to the boat to the left like it was nothing!
But after i got to the boat i remembered that i forgot my ice-cube-shape.
And i went back to get it. After i got it we went out of the boat
To get icecubes to put in my icecube shape.
And for some reason my swimming couch where there.
After a while walking down the vally to the left we came to a place filled with snowballs. After a while my couch threw a snowball onto the mountain
Wich was when i realised that a baby was taking speed and jumping
Onto a sledge and just sliding onto the top of the mountain.

But as we was walking downwards i saw that there was a gigantic skeleton of some elephant-like creature on top of the mountain.
Afther a bit of more walking we came to some jungel-like place where there was tons of these skeletons often standing in a fully uprigth possision.
Then i suddenly was in a concrete building and i woke up.



Fuck, i could have written so much more but my real DJ is written in
My motherlanguage(Norwegian) and it takes some time to translate

Practices: ADA, RRC, WILD
Pre-bed: small piece of chicken and a cup of apple juice.
My stomach hurt pretty badly last night (unrelated to the food).
Set my intent for lucid goals (taste something, crush a rock into a diamond, go eat lunch with some friends).

#1 - It's snowy and I think I may be a little kid. I'm not sure. I live in an arctic environment. My house is made of wood and snow. We might be fighting someone - I don't remember. I remember something about bosses (as in, video game bosses) and people hiding underneath the snow that would pop up and attack you.

Woke up. My stomach still hurts. Used the bathroom.

#2 - I am in a check-out line chatting with another person in line. We're talking about Grand Theft Auto. I'm telling him about a mod someone made where you basically drive around as Simba from The Lion King. You don't have hands or anything, you just drive around the city as a lion. During the dream, I think it's hysterical because I'm imagining all the reactions people would have to a lion just chilling in a convertible at a stop light.

I wake up. I have to use the bathroom, and my stomach still hurts. I lie back down and begin WILD techniques.

This WILD, I did not have any HI and I did not feel the onset of REM atonia. I used to but it seems like lately I just don't pay attention or filter it out. I don't continue repeating my mantra while making a serious attempt at WILD because it actually distracts me too much. Sometimes I visualize and sometimes I don't, depending on how much I feel it's distracting rather than helping. This morning, I did not visualize.

I get a "lapse" in the middle of my WILD where I feel like I do lose lucidity, but my mind is so alert for any kind of dreams or dreamlets that as soon as a dream starts it will grab my attention again. So I actually do zone out for a while during most of my successful WILDs and I feel like it's why they're successful - you actually have to let your mind wander and dream to have a dream in the first place.

A "flash" catches my attention - a brief but super-clear and fully formed dreamlet. Normally they shock me awake because they come with zero warning - it instantly goes from blackness to a fully-formed landscape. Since I've been working on not letting them startle me, though, I was able to 'grab' this one:

I am in a basement bedroom of some sort. It's very clean, with white walls. I'm standing on the bed. There is a small window high above me that is letting sunlight in. The window frame is made of dark wood.

I bounce up and down on the bed, peering out of the window. It is a brilliant fall day outside and the trees are vivid red and orange. There are leaves all over the ground; some dried and brown, others still brightly colored.

I haul myself through the window frame, ignoring the glass and making it insubstantial. Even though it ought to be too small for me to fit through, I still manage to wriggle through it. The sunlight is super bright and temporarily blinds me with a lense-flare effect as I haul myself out of the window well.

"LEEEEAAAAAAVES!" I crow triumphantly and plow into a pile of red and orange leaves. I roll around in them, kicking my legs and sending a whirlwind of leaves all over the place. I flop my arms around in them and rub my face in them. I remember my lucid goal and begin enthusiastically shoving leaves into my mouth. They are very thin and papery and taste like stale crackers, with a hint of glue. I sit up and spit out a mouthful of leaves. I wake up.

My lucid self cracks me up sometimes. I'm in complete control of my faculties, but I'm so enthusiastic about absolutely everything.

I was at a installation in the Arctic, and snow and icy wind blew everywhere. Me, some of my family(most of them weren't really in my family) and the people who ran the installation were the only people there. Or so we thought. Zombies start appearing and attack most of the workers, those who survived grab guns and armor and helped me fight them off. No matter how many we killed though, they just kept coming. I run all around the place trying to kill them, and at one point me and another guy are on top of a rock that was part of the base near the edge(i couldn't see the bottom). And 2 zombies come in a Warthog(from Halo 3) and start climbing up. We shoot them off before they reach us but then more start coming from the side. There were 3 of them, but they were super mutants(looked like Nightkin from Fallout: New Vegas) instead of zombies. We take them out right as they got to the top of the rock. I run around some more and find a part of the facility that nobody is at. I go in and its kind of dark, but i can see well enough to walk around. I find nothing of interest though and head back. On my way back, I see a light, and its one of the guys who used to be on patrol. He still was, but he was a super mutant now. I tried to hide in time, but i couldn't move quick enough. He spotted me, and i put my hands up and turn around. He approaches kind of slowly but I see behind him like a dozen men(or zombies, i don't know). Then I woke up. I forgot some stuff and the dream was very long, but most of the rest of it was just fighting off zombies.