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04.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving a red car when I arrived at some place in England when they tried to execute me.

In france they killed Mr Burns and old Gil.

For me the execution was a lenghty process and voluntary, but I finally decided against it.

I was at a library.

My brother wanted a T-shirt and my parents cut out the logo and put it on another shirt.

02.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

As the dream begins I´m amidst a ruined city composed of red sandy stone. There is a lot of green grass on the sand and the weather is sunny. The most notable aspects of the ruins are some very high constructs in a cross shape made from the same sandy stone. (From the air they'd be seen like this +, not the Jesus type of cross.)

After some time I meet A and F, two of my classmates who were finishing a report and I decided to help them. However, some people attacked the city. There was an old woman in a supercar who I fought with but I couldn't defeat her car even though I had some measure of super agility and strength. The car was something from her late husband.

The woman decided to come again after a while but this time I thought "screw this" and I stole her car instead of fighting her. However, it was very difficult to control the car because instead of a steering wheel it had a lever with five settings (numbered one to five) and wouldn't stop rotating upon itself. By setting it to three I managed to keep it going straight , though I had some trouble again when I had to take a turn and had to change the setting. Sometime during this trip through some sort of highway the car had morphed into a shiny metal sphere with helicopter rotors on top.

I finally reached the ruins while in the ball and by going up a hill I managed to glide above them, seeing the cross shaped constructs and understanding that the reasons that the place was in ruins and that the cross shaped things seemed to be abruptly cut on top was that they had angered God and angels had destroyed them. I came upon a memorial plate in the city, it was a rectangular thing made of the same sandy stone with six rectangular holes in it where plates made from the stone could be fitted. There were only two plates and the other holes were empty, it seemed like the plates had been broken away. I understood that the survivors of the God-induced catastrophe had been luckier because even though everybody dies they had at least they had had the privilege of having their corpses buried, or as I thought of them in the dream "centers of mass"

Then I was in class and told F and A about how angels had been responsible for destroying the city, thus enabling them to finish their report. The dream ended with F drawing the cover of his report with a pencil.

I am driving my car and I turn into a mall parking lot. As I drive towards the other end of the lot all of a sudden a small naked child runs in front of me. I slam on my brakes an manage to miss him. After that cars keep backing out in front of me, I am getting very angry. I all of a sudden have a blowout on the right side. I keep control and soon it goes back to normal. I am so angry I speed up and speed through the parking lot. Just as I get out onto the road I pass a cop. I then notice I'm in the wrong side of a four lane road. The cop turns around and turns on his siren. I pull over to the side of the road and tell him the story. Dream ends there.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my mother, nephews, and niece. It was a warm, sunny day. I was in the back, in the center seat. My niece sat in between my knees or on my knees. The front seats were bucket seats, so my niece could reach forward and look through them. My niece was bald for at least part of the dream.

My niece was really calm, but kind of inquisitive about everything going on outside the car. She usually had a reputation for being hyper and a little mean. I thought, vainly, that my being around her was helping to make her calmer.

We were now outside, walking up a couple of blocks to my mom's house. We had to walk uphill for a couple short blocks then turn left and walk up another hill to the house. A couple of guys in front of a house on our left called out to my mom. They sounded friendly, but we kept walking. A couple of them may have followed us, calling out at my mom.

I couldn't tell whether the guys were being rude or just funny. At some point my mom explained something to me to let me know the guys were just being rude. My mom or sister had gotten on the guys' bad side somehow. Now the guys were always harrassing them.

I thought that I might have to protect my family if things got bad. I really couldn't worry about the things people say. I'd just have to ignore that. But would I be able to handle things if they got violent?

I was now if the house with my sister and a female friend of hers. I didn't know the friendm She may have been a new friend of my sister's. She was Hispanic, pretty, wearing a kind of baggy t-shirt. I never saw my sister or her friend right on. It was always like they were in another room adjacent to the room I was in (the living room?) and blocked by some piece of furniture, like a big set of dressers.

I heard my sister and her friend talking. The friend may have been sitting on a couch while my sister was in the kitchen, making lunch.

I walked around in some cluttered room and found an envelope with my name on it. It was a W-2, for filing my taxes. I wondered how it could have ended up at my mom's house. I figured I must have dropped it somehow. But then I also saw that it was open. I saw that it was easy for people to see the contents of the envelope, including the pay information printed on the form.

I also saw that the form had come from a company I haven't worked with for two years. I wondered how this could be. Then I thought, Well, I was working with them at the beginning of last year. So of course they'd send me a tax form for this year. I looked at my pay info. It seemed to correspond with the time I'd spent working for the company.

My sister handed me a plate full of something like grits with pieces of yellow corn floating in it. As I started eating, I heard my sister talk about how hard it was for her and my brother-in-law to take care of their children on their salaries. I felt bad when I heard this, but I couldn't really do anything about it. I was trying to take care of myself.

I stood before some kind of broken down entertainment center or dresser that was piled over with all kinds of clutter. I began pulling change out of my pocket. I just kept pulling change out of my pocket and piling it up on some flat surface. I was amazed by how much change I had. And it was quarters, too! Not just small change.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It was late at night. The street lights on the road were dim, not bright like they should have been. My father was driving his car, a black 2009 Infiniti with cherry accents inside the interior, at around forty miles an hour down this two-lane road. I was in the passenger seat.

After a few moments of silence, I began to talk about hallucinogens.

"I can enter a state of sleep paralysis using them," I told him. "It's pretty cool. You should try them sometime."

I've never used hallucinogens before and don't plan to. But this dream fragment still shocked me a little bit!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked into a museum with a tourist family. Almost directly after the entrance there was a long, wide staircase made of pale, white stone. The family walked down the staircasw ahead of me, talking about how they had to meet another group of people. Once at the bottom of the staircase, the children (a boy and a girl?) sat on a step while the parents made a phone call to the other group.

As I reached the bottom of the steps, the family had ascertained that the other group wasn't coming until later. Either the mom or dad said, "Well, that gives us some time to do a few extra things first."

The family walked into the gift shop, which was a huge, open area in front of the staircase. The gift shop sold all kinds of things like toothpaste, shampoo, etc. I actually picked up some toothpaste and a toothbrush.

I was now in a big mall with my grandmother and some kids (my nephews?). The mall had highb ceilings of glass which revealed the deep blue night sky above. The mall was empty and half-lit, as if it were closed. At some point, we walked past what looked like a closed down, miniature amusement park. I may have seen a ferris wheel and some kind of structure of plastic tubing for kids to climb through.

Later, almost as if we were on a second visit to the mall, we all sat at a table in the food court. Down the corridor to my right I may have seen the mini amusement park, in shadoe. Another group of people sat a couple tables away from us. They spoke as if this mall's food court wasn't very good compared to another mall's food court.

I felt kind of ashamed at that remark, and I was trying to convince myself that I actually was in that other food court.

I was now out carrying logs in the snow. It was a sunny, cold day. The snow was deep, and it was hard to carry the logs. A little while later, I saw things from a third person view. A young boy was working really fast, in an almost cartoony way, carrying logs away from a pile in a shady area near a house into a sunny area. The boy didn't think anybody would ever believe he'd carried all these logs.

The boy dropped a couple smallish, wide logs into the snow. One of the logs was coated in ice. The boy then managed to move two 2-meter-long logs out into the snow. They looked like they were from a beech tree: they had smooth, silvery bark. They lay parallel to each other, a little sunk in the snow.

I now saw from the first person view again. I thought, looking at the two logs, of making some kind of Flintstones car, using the logs as wheels. I stood up onto the logs and tried to roll them with my feet, shouting, "Yabba-dabba-doo!" at the same time. But I probably realized that this wouldn't work, and I figured I needed a motor.

I was now standing on some long, pale-sea-green painted, sheet metal structure that looked like a mix between a gas powered generator and a wood chipper. I thought this would be a perfect engine for the Flintstones car I was making.

Just then, a blue-skinned zombie, possibly in a business suit, came growling and reaching at me. I was really scared. I jumped off the generator and ran toward the logs. I thought to myself, Why is that guy here? Is he being used for some kind of zombie-powered car?

I now had a vision of a commercial, apparently for a zombie car. But the imagery was just a black screen with a bunch of colored lettering advertising some law office. The commercial may have been targeting people who needed legal counsel following problems they may have had with their zombie cars.

The names of the lawyers were all really weird. One lawyer was named Technical Gee, as in Technical Genius. Another was named Society's Destruction. I was bemused, but not terribly shocked, that professionals were getting away with naming themselves things like this.

The final screen of the commercial stayed up, as if someone had just forgotten to turn it off. I now heard one of the lawyers talking about a presentation he was going to give at a conference. He told two other lawyers, in a Slim Shady kind of voice, "You know how I don't usually collaborate with you guys after this point. I just do me. But I got a surprise for you guys this time. This conference presentation, we're doing together."

Dream #2

I had just come from some bedroom, possibly in the house of a good friend of mine. I walked into the kitchen. I sat at the kitchen table.

My friend was taking a shower or something. His girlfriend stood at the counter, posing and mugging in a sexy way before a small mirror on the counter. The girl was really sexy, Asian, with long hair. She wore a little linen outfit that looked like a mix between some kind of lingerie and a baby's overalls-onesie outfit. The shoulder straps were foldy-ruffly. The outfit's bottom was enbroidered with purple roses, intertwined with green vines and leafs.

The girl was obviously posing to turn me on. It was working. But I didn't want to react, because I didn't want to betray my friend. But the girl really seemed to want me. It was exciting.

The girl, not getting a reaction, walked over to another mirror on the counter and began posing again. I walked up to her and said, "What's wrong?" The girl just gave me a pouty face in the mirror. I sat back down and said, "Are you worried that you're ugly? Well, you aren't. You're very pretty."

I thought for sure the girl would think I was into her. I thought shed'd come over and seduce me. I figured that that would be okay. Apparently, if the girl seduced me, the situation wouldn't involve any betrayal against my friend. I still felt a little nervous about the whole thing. But I figured if the girl seduced me, I wouldn't resist.

Dream #3

I was in the bathroom at my mom's ex-boyfriend's house. I was getting ready to take a shower. I was pulling stuff out of my backpack. I found some pot and some other drug that looked like a D-cell battery.

It suddenly occurred to me that someone, possibly my brother-in-law, had put drugs in my backpack. It wasn't good for me to have drugs in my backpack while I was visiting my family. If my brother-in-law got caught with any drugs near him, he'd be sent straight to jail.

It occurred to me that my brother-in-law had hid his own drugs on me while I was in town. I was mad. I didn't want to get in trouble just so he could avoid trouble. But I was also worried. I was wondering where the heck I could throw all this stuff away.

Dream #4

Some very professional looking man was outside on a snowy night. He may have been a weatherman addressing a TV camera. But he also may have been a co-worker of mine, talking to me on a cell phone.

The man was completely surprised that it was snowing. When someone told him the snow wouldn't stop for a while, he was even more surprised. He also seemed to be surprised that it would also be cold for a while after it stopped snowing.

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23.01.2011

Candy and aliens, a fragment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I entered a candy store with my family. My brother had a roll of gum and in the store they had bigger rolls of gum. After that we were in a war room with aliens. Then I remember dressing up as an army comander and walking into the enemy base and managed to threaten them into a ceasefire. Then a couple of aliens parodied the stupidity of what I had done.

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23.01.2011

My trip to the airport (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A family was taking J and me to the airport by car. We were going to study abroad for a month. In the car there was a blonde woman, as well as other people, but i didn't see them. We didn't talk much with the family along the way. My luggage consisted only of a backpack and an old and really small harpsichord with the sharp keys a white colour and the naturals black.

On the way I played some music with J (I know how a little about playing the piano, but nothing like what I did in the dream) but his tempo was always wrong. I told him so but he got angry and said that he was playing perfectly (I think he was playing the guitar) I asked him if he practised with a metronome and he told me he didn't so I advised him to do it and told him that it had taken me years of playing my bassoon (I do know how to play that in real life at least) to be able to play perfectly on tempo. He said it didn't matter anyway because his guitar was kind of crappy (he has a good one in real life, but then again in real life he knows how to play it well.)

We finally arrived at a town and we got out of the car. I almost left my harpsichord there. J and I went into a bar and he got each of us a slice of pizza (four cheese).

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm taking a shower at my current house, getting my hair wet [I actually had short hair in a dream for once! I think that may be a first], when I notice that the shower curtain has these white mold florets (they look kind of like broccoli florets, except with an open space in the middle) growing out of it, in addition to the flat, green mold that was already there. I say, “Pretty!” when I see the white ones.

I woke up and remembered my dream. I thought briefly of going to check the actual shower curtain to see if it was moldy, but then said to myself, “That would require getting up, now wouldn't it?” I didn't want to get up yet.

I'm in my old neighborhood, the one where Houses #1 and #2 are located. I'm on a short, connecting street that slopes slightly downhill [it does that in real life as well as in the dream]. I'm hopping up and down on one foot. I observe that this action feels the same and produces the same results as it would in reality. [Though, in retrospect, I was hopping at least two feet off the ground and falling back down really slowly, or at least I perceived the falling as happening really slowly.] All at once, when I realize what I'm doing and how strange this situation is, I realize that I'm dreaming, and I say, “Oh, g**d*****.”

I decide to walk around and explore. All the streets are laid out just as they are in reality. I walk up the short, connecting street I was on, turn right, and follow the curve of one of the big, main streets until I get to the corner where another main street branches off from it. From there, I look off into the distance to the southeast, and see a panorama of lots and lots of houses reaching far into the distance on a gentle downhill slope. I also see random images on the horizon, such as a guy who might have been a hockey player. “Wow, you can see really far here!” I remark. The sky is blue-gray and filled with gray storm clouds.

I rub my hands together to keep this dream going. It feels normal to me [at the time; I realize now that it felt different from what it feels like in reality], but when I look at them, they look multiplied, like I'm looking at them from several angles at the same time. I say softly to myself, “Increase clarity,” but it doesn't seem to do anything.

A bunch of cars have stopped on the sides of the main street I'm on, to the north of me, and a bunch of people are getting out of them. I know not to trust them, so I turn and start walking away from them. Then the dream faded and I woke up.

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Side notes:
It's been an interesting week. A lot has been going on in real life (don't worry, it's good stuff), and I've learned that I have many other things to do with my time that are more important than keeping up this journal. I'll still post when I have something new to post, just not as frequently as I did in the fall.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was telling somebody how the Notorious BIG "could actually write," by which I meant to say that he had very good literary skills. I had apparently known this from letters or messages I'd received from him. I'd also, apparently, had a few conversations with him, and I remembered his voice sounding very gentle and distinguished. At some point Biggie may have been sitting near me, wearing a white t-shirt and sunglasses.

Dream #2

My boss was in some very dim space, before a white wall which, in the dim light, looked faintly purple. It almost looked like the room was lit by a fish tank light.

My boss began throwing up some blackish substance that looked like a mix between dog feces and those ash-worm "fireworks." The substance was small and came out slowly. My boss may even have pulled it out of his mouth. My boss seemed to be extremely uncomfortable and a little afraid.

Dream #3

I was in some room of an apartment with my boss and a couple other people. There were no curtains on the windows, so plenty of light came into the room. It was a bright summer day. The room seemed pretty empty, but the people in the room and our mood made the place seem really stuffy.

The apartment was probably my apartment. My boss or someone else was on the phone with someone, trying to get me moved out of my neighborhood. Apparently something bad had happened here, either to or around me, and the people in my life decided that they needed to get me out of here as soon as possible.

Suddenly my boss seemed jealous of all these people talking about how I had recently had such a hard time in my neighborhood. My boss said, "Well, you know, I live in a pretty tough neighborhood myself. Right now."

As my boss continued his speech, it was like we were driving down some side road in a rolling area full of tall, tan grass. We came to a "T" in the road at the bottom of a short, steep slope and probably turned left.

My boss continued, "My house is just a refurbished house. It used to be a crack house. In fact, when we moved into our place, we found a whole bunch of drugs that the cops have forgotten to clean out. I'd say that's a pretty tough neighborhood!"

I was with my cousin, Abbey, in her car. We were driving on this wacky road that reminded me of MarioKart. We got to this pet store/vet's office and I put a small fish bowl I was holding up on the counter. I got this implanted memory of me feeding my fish its own poop because I thought it might be nutritious. I realized that this was a stupid idea and was ashamed as I put the bowl up on the counter. I asked the lady if my fish were going to die. There were a few brightly coloured pink and green goldfish in my bowl, and a layer of poop was on top. Another implanted memory: they didn't eat it so I put more in their to try and get them to eat it. The vet looked at me dissapointedly and my face burned. i felt like I was younger than i really was. She said that i could just leave my fishes here for the week and she would take care of them and nurse them back to health. I brightened up and thanked her, then asked where a bathroom was. I wanted to wash my hands because I had been touching the tiny poo. She pointed to a place in the hall.

I knocked on the door and it was occupied, so started to wait, but then I turned and saw that the back half of the office was a house. There was a bedroom and an enourmous, beautiful bathroom. I peeked into the bedroom and saw a man who I assumed to be the lady's husband straightening his tie. I thought that he wouldnt mind and dashed into the bathroom. I remember this the most vividly for some reason. The whole bathroom was a color scheme of cream, beige, and light brown. It was tile floors and tile walls, and a small tile shower with a nice green curtain. There was a huge window and I looked out and it was so dark I couldnt see a thing. This made me terrified and my heart raced. I tried not to look at the window, and ran up to the bathtub to wash because the sink was closer to the window. i heard the man leaving his room, so i ran out the room and out the door.

I met up with Abbey and my crazy Aunt, who were at a clothing store. Abbey was walking out, trying on hats and scarves and boots and modeling for her mom. I wanted to try too, but apparently I was too little and nothing was in my size, and the big hats looked stupid on me, so I dissapointedly sat down to watch.

After a while, Abbey and I got back into her car and drove to her house. This part was too fuzzy, so I'll skip it.

We began to drive back to the pet store. I was, oddly, in a second car. This time I was sure we were playing MarioKart. I tried to follow Abbey but ended up missing a ramp, and a few powerups. There was a ramp, however, that you could take if you missed the first one. If you went really fast, it curved up and shot you backwards onto the other ramp. I went up it, but then I lost conrtol of the car, like something else was taking it over. It started riding the very edge of the ramp. Then I got back control but the car fell off into some grass. I wasn't very good at backing up, so I tried to turn around. There were some huge boulders, and then after that it dropped off into nothingness. There was suddenly a minimap, like in WoW, and I saw that the place beyond the boulders was off the map. I got very scared and quickly turned around, but by this time, I was hopelessly lost. After trying to find the pet store for a while longer, I woke up.

Had two very vivid dreams last night.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-8

Fun sex dream. Whoohoo! Girl from college. Great Bj.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-9

Starts with me at a friends house. We are all having a thanksgiving dinner(or possibly another holiday). I grab a little food, then they say grace. I feel embarrassed that i grabbed food before grace. My friend grabs some too while someone was saying grace and we both laugh. There is a little girl their too that comes into play later.
Dreamskip
I'm outside somewhere. I have no idea where i am. There are a few medium sized buildings around, and a few trees. Out of nowhere these giant worm shaped, brown things come from the ground. They start going after people on the ground. They shoot a sticky brown string. Once they grab you they pull you back up into it. I jump off a nearby ledge. The whole city is apparently not on regular ground. Off the side is just a straight down view. There are hundreds of stories of the building going down.

I start climbing down. I climb down maybe five stories before i head left. Each side of the mega-structure has a window on it. Apparently the whole thing is used as a living quarters for the people. I see the right room.I bust in, destroying the large window. It's completely dark inside. I scour the room and find the light. I turn it on and it's hard for me to see. For the next 10 minutes in the dream its hard for me to see. I find the girl that was in there, along with several other people, including my friend.

We go back out the window. Outside the window has turned into a grassy field with a road on the other side and a fence beyond that. We all run to the fence. It's barbed wire. I try to pick up the bottom pieces of it and slide under but to no success. I run, grab over the barbed wire, and pull as hard as i can to get over. I mange to get over relatively unscathed. Somehow the little girl got over too. We head for a building in the distance. I turn around and see one of those large, brown, worm type things attacking people in the far distance.

We get in the building and see that there are dozens of people in there. Most of my group moves forward alot into the main part of the building. The doors begin to close. The doors are made from iron and are not controlled by any of us. This was a trap to collect the people in the building. Only me and the girl from my group make it out of there. I walk over to my car nearby. I tell the girl to hop in the passenger seat. I start up the car. She starts walking around to get in while a guy pulls a gun out in front of me.

He yells,"Get OUT of my car!". I reply,"No this is my car". The girl then turns to me and asks if she should get in. I whisper yes, yes, yes, now, now under my breath to where the guy with the gun couldn't hear me. As soon as she was close enough to in, i put it in reverse. There were a few obstacles in my way. I hit a tree backing up. I pulled forward and hit a parked car that was in the way. Backed up again, hit nothing. Then pulled away, all while being fired upon by that asshole DC. Out on the road we are following a guy on a motorcycle that is doing a wheelie. He is clearing a path through the street for us so we follow him for a while.

After a bit i see my friend driving a car and he passes us. I turn my car around and catch up. Somehow the little girl got into his car. I wasn't worried about her, but was puzzled as to how she got their. We are riding along and for no reason, i flip a guy off. We continue on and i see a one of those giant brown worm again. Our road heads right along that way, but for some reason we knew we had to do this. The thing shot the sticky brown strings at us. They missed us and hit a few straggling civilians.

For a second i get a first person view inside the giant brown worm type things. Inside i saw people being pulled up it until it got to the top. Two people were talking. A man and a woman. The man says that you have to increase the heat just right to create warriors.(he didn't say warriors. But it was something similar). The woman talks about how cold can be just right too.

I'm back in my car. Me and my friend are driving over some crazy bridges. The craziness can barely be described so i'll do my best. There were 4-5 bridges total, but they all went up and down very quickly while not having rails on the side. Not only that, but there wasn't anything else around. You couldn't see the edges if you looked around. The massive room we were in was just monstrous.

Anyway, we were heading along those bridges when my car fell. I thought OH SHIT I"M DEAD! I then landed somewhat safely onto a bridge a few hundred feet below it. I saw my friend continue on. Somehow i knew he was going to try to fight the leader of the invading worm type things. I continue along my path. I find a Ghost from halo and a ghost type thing that shoots wraith shots.(can't remember the name of those). I fight an enemy that comes up and beat him easily enough. I settle down on a couch nearby and just think damn this is too much.

I then get a third person perspective on what went on with my friend. The enemy leader(who was talking in the worm earlier) was looking the other way talking to some grunt looking person. My friend comes up and pushes him off a 15 foot ledge the guy was standing on. My friend then hurries down to hopefully finish the job. The enemy leader instantly looks up upon hitting, gets fireballs in his hands and shoots them at my friend. He doesn't die, but is knocked unconscious. The leader then says,"He'll make an excellent Elementalist.

That might be the longest dream i've ever had. Anyway, looooong dream. I didn't put a few things in their as they weren't relevant to the story of it, and weren't interesting anyways. Stupid things DC can do is what i mean.

I had a slew of dreams last night but don't remember a lot of details. The lucids were a couple sleep cycles back, so even they're a little hazy. Still, the dreams were pretty action-packed last night. The first one, I went lucid while flying some kind of open-air helicopter, and it was the biggest "A-ha! I'm dreaming" moment I've had in a while, with the landscape just slamming into vivid detail. I don't remember much beyond flying around. In another one, where I was still lucid, my sister gave me a little 'baby orange,' one of the tiny wedges from the inside of some oranges, for me to eat so I would remember what she'd told me when I woke up, but I woke up right after she handed it to me, before I could eat it. I did remember what she'd told me at the time, but don't anymore :/

My last dream wasn't lucid, but was pretty awesome. It started in this little hobbit-hole of a bar where people organized illegal road-races. I got into a race with two other vehicles and was in 2nd most of the time, behind this big pick-up truck, but then I drafted him and sling shot past, and left the other two in the dust (actually, the last leg of the race was curvy as hell and covered in snow) and beat them back to the bar.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I'm driving my RX-8 over a mountain pass in the alps.
I think I'm somewhere between Klosters and Davos.
I remember that it's an awesome road. I've never driven it myself, but I've been in my dad's car many times on on this road.
But why am I driving to Italy? Oh... that's right... I'm visiting my parents which are currently staying at an hotel in Tirol.
I keep driving for a bit, the road is empty, I'm the only one on it. The weather is fantastic, the sun is shining but it's not too hot.

Wait... I am driving my beloved sportscar on one of the most awesome roads in the world, it is empty and I am driving slowly???
I RC. I laugh because I became lucid this way, apparently driving slowly is really abnormal for me.
I look at the road ahead of me:



This puts a huge smile on my face. I look in my rear view mirror; no-one there.
I disengage the traction control, put it into second and floor the accelerator.
I love the sound of a rotary engine, the way it revs, how it gains power.
I'm passing 9000rpm and am reminded by a "beep" to change into 3rd.
I keep pushing it and quickly reach 4th, now going slightly downhill.
I can clearly feel the aggressive exhaust tone vibrating in my body, as I am pressed into the seat.

A corner approaches.
I go hard on the brakes, heel-toe downshifting back into second.
It feels easy, everything is obvious. I have perfect control over the car.
Every time I downshift, I hear a loud backfire due to excess fuel burning once it leaves the exhaust.
I love this car...

I keep driving down the mountain pass, staying right at the edge of what the car can do.
It occasionally over-steers, but this is quickly remedied by some counter steer.
The car is very stable, I feel absolutely safe.

I'm joined by a RX-7 FD which joins the road in front of me. He's racing as well.
I try to keep up with him and manage to do so mostly.
He's faster on the straight but I can keep up with him in the corners.
Flames shoot out of his exhaust every time he breaks for a corner, and I know my car does the same. Rotaries are awesome.
We both loose it a bit at one point, while driving over a rather hard to see bump, but quickly regain control after a long drift.

We approach a small town and slow down.
This was fun!


My rx-8 is currently at a workshop because the engine was flooded.
I got a call yesterday evening telling me that they fixed it and it's running fine again.
I can't wait to drive it again, even though I've just been without it for 2 days.

Normal Dream Lucid Dream Side-Notes
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(I'm not sure if these dreams, are all connected or if they are separate. I'm just guessing.)
Fragment: I'm in my house and my cousin is living with us again. (He use to live with us, but then he moved out.) We're actually getting along.
Dream 1: I'm a superhero fighting a monster. I know it's my responsibility but I keep leaving to watch Avatar. (I don't know why I left because in the dream it was recording on our DVR. Also, I went back and forth lots and lots of times so this part of the dream was pretty long.) Then the scene changed and my mom, sister and I are driving in a car. We go down a one-way road that is blocked and continue through the detour. The workers say the detour isn't finished being built and we have to go back through the one-way road. Going back up is uphill and since I'm the guy I have to push our car up the hill. We make it home and watch a movie.(Not Avatar)
Dream 2: My mom wants a locker, like the ones in my school. I take her to school and as I'm showing her my locker my Spanish teacher comes up says stuff.(I forget what she says.) Then some other teacher comes up and says more stuff. The scene changes to a play. My family and I are in the back. We start talking about dreams.
Dream 3: I was a library trying to meet a guy that is a master at lucid dreaming. I decide to reality check and realize I am dreaming. The dream gets blurry. I Lick the bookshelf to stabilize the dream, it gets really clear. The guy told me to make it brighter. I tried using verbal commands but it only worked a little bit. My alarm woke me up.

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Side-Notes:
*This was my first real lucid, I'm so happy.
*It probably would of lasted longer if it wasn't for my alarm.
*Next time hopefully my lucid comes earlier in the night.