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    1. 4/16/17 (L) DILD L2- | Crowd, Running, Minecraft, Wormhole

      by , 04-16-2017 at 02:34 PM (Fantastical Adventures)
      -1(L)-I did a nose plug RC, then became lucid. This was near a large, church-like school building surrounded by standard fence. There were a ton of DCs around, so I ran out through the open gate into the field to avoid distracting elements. While I ran, I started my routine. However, despite my efforts, DCs spawned in the field too and tried to talk to me. I eventually forgot I was dreaming. I think I was trying too hard to shun every character away without think about my situation. Since the focus was on characters, I eventually lost lucidity.

      Then, a storylike emerged about Doctor Who and the same building from earlier, except now it was old and abandoned. I had to sprint back to the building from where I was in the field, so that I wouldn’t get taken over by a skydiving alien. It was hard to run normally, so I had to pull on the grass to increase my speed. (this has happened at least a hundred times. I’m not sure why it hasn’t clicked.) I don’t remember what my task was inside this building.

      -2-I was watching Mumbo Jumbo play some Hermitcraft—he had taken on a challenge to build a vertical base entirely contained in a 10w x 256h x 10l volume. Not a bad idea, actually.
      -3-I was on a Federation starship inside a hallway or sorts; there was a room-spanning window with controls all along it. Grant Imahara was at a control panel, talking about a rare wormhole in front of the ship. I replied,
      “Oh sure wormholes are rare in Star Trek.” Something happened to him after I said that. Maybe he fell into the wormhole.
      Time: 1-2 minutes

      Updated 05-01-2017 at 12:29 AM by 67050

      non-lucid , lucid
    2. Unhappy with Polyamory & Spider-dog

      by , 07-18-2016 at 07:24 PM
      My husband was seeing someone else. We were polyamorous but I was unhappy. He and a woman and some other friends went to comedy show without me. I was devastated.
      Walking down street trying to get to apt 4 at night. Raining? My best friend from high school [C] was my roommate but moving back to Europe with a grant to write something. We never talked although we lived together.

      I was at a class– Spelling? Woman with baby used buzzer instead if clapping for asking questions. My husband and his girlfriend were in class before me
      I told his gf how unhappy I was after I talked to my husband and asked him if it had to be this way. No one cared about my feelings.

      My dog was locked in a room. It had a glass window, like recording booth. I somehow got her out and she turned into a large grey spider. I wanted her to change back, so I held onto her. Someone else there saw her and recognized bug as a 'world burther.'

      Thought I saw my husband in a red [unreadable] with a baby going, to a show in a crowd of people. I ran up and hugged him but it wasn't him.

      A strange man told me to come to the show to watch out for my husband. I began thinking I might divorce him. I thought about asking my parents if I could move in with them. I thought about how I was a burden to my parents.
    3. At Work. With some friends

      by , 04-07-2016 at 07:51 AM
      Tonight I was very tired and memories have been few...

      I'm with a co-worker, he has a lot of work and also he does not know how to do some of the tasks, he asks me for help.

      I'm with friends at a bar in which there are many people, in a moment I decide to go to another part of the bar and I see a table on which there are also many people. I meet a girlfriend I did not see a long time. At first I am ashamed to have to get close, but then I think better and we greeted cordially.

      Updated 04-07-2016 at 07:53 AM by 68319

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. Here be dragon

      by , 12-04-2015 at 02:54 PM (Here be dragons)
      I'm on a school outing with my sister and some friends, we're going around a city. Everyone get out of a big building through a gigantic doorway that goes into a grassland just before the city. The building is on a cliff, and it's a steep staircase to the path, then a long walk to the city. I decide that jumping will be faster, and lauch myself over the edge.
      I feel my body changing, getting longer, snake-like. My hands grow talon, as my feets. Another pair of talon-like limbs grow between my hand and my feet, and I'm flying. My body coil in mid-air, lauching me highter in the sky. I can see my friends walking on the path, in the afternoon sun. My shadow is long and changing as I keep coiling and incoiling in the sky. I land next to them when we reach the city, and I'm back in my human body. We walk around the city, it's nice but very busy, and I feel oppressed by the crowd. I change again and use my talons to climb up a building and lauch myself into the sky again. The group finally go to a covered allyway, and I hae to land again to reunite. I find my sister and we go inside a shop full of curiosity, selling foods and trinkets. We pop open a bag of fuzzy sweet powder and snack on it while visiting. We go to the firt floor and find the other here, making stuff out og crafting supplies. I pull out some balsa and a soldering iron and start making paws shapes on the balsa. A older asian man sit next to me. I ask him why he is retiring, and he tells me I'm the first to notice, and I'm a "clever girl" I'm pretty upset over him leaving, but he have to. I hand one of the balsa bit with paw shope to a frend and get out to fly again. The friend uses the balsa to call me, and I graps her between my middle talons, but her weight makes me lose my balance and I can't fly anymore. I keep us moving by climbing buldings and jumping between them, frustrated.

      Full body transformation are weird.

      Updated 01-06-2016 at 04:44 PM by 88858

    5. Sparked + Victorian Gentleman + Let the Right One In (NLD + DILD + FA)

      by , 03-12-2015 at 07:36 PM
      Ritual: WTB 1am, WBTB 6-7am recording NLDs, woke 7:45am with DILD + FA.

      NLD, "Sparked": Walking home at night. Someone drives past in a dark vehicle and I say, "Turn on your lights!" Then I feel embarrassed when I notice she is actually walking. She enters the apartment two doors ahead of mine. The door next to her place is open, and there are people just inside it who give the impression that they are workers, not residents. My bed is the first thing I see when I open the door of my apartment, and I'm pleased to see a large box on it. Oh good, that thing I ordered has arrived.

      After looking through the first box and strewing its contents, plastic wrap and styrofoam all over my bed, I open a smaller box that has also arrived. It contains a speaker that I ordered. When I first pull it out of the packaging I am disappointed: the surface is surprisingly dirty. Is it just shelfworn, or did I get a refurbished one by mistake? I'll be annoyed in the latter case, since I thought I was ordering a new one. There is some molded styrofoam that seems like the original packaging, if that's any clue.

      The speaker weighs almost nothing, and I remember that this is a special lightweight system. It's portability is limited by its size, however, at about 8x10 inches. The back of it consists of flaps are supposed to fold together in a clever way. As I go to remove the last of the styrofoam supports, something unusual happens inside my head, like an electrical disruption.

      I remain calm and think I'd better tell my roommates about this in case it incapacitates me and I end up needing medical attention, so I say aloud: "Hey guys, something weird just happened to me. I felt a "pop," saw a flash of white light, and now in the back of my head I hear a tone that is steadily increasing in frequency."

      "You need more sleep," someone suggested. He could be right, but I didn't see the relevance. I do want to go back to bed but I'll have to clear all the box mess off it first.

      What was happening to me? I had a contextual clue, at least: "It happened when I touched the speaker for the first time." Perhaps the device had built up some kind of strange electrical charge that I had triggered?

      All this time the tone was whining to higher and higher pitches, and I waited with curiosity and slight anxiety to see what would happen next. When it seemed like it had become so shrill that it would soon pass beyond my auditory range, all that happened was that I woke up.

      Note: The other day I read about "exploding head syndrome." This might have been a minor instance of it! The "popping" sound and flash of light are apparently classic symptoms. This is only the second time I've experienced something like this.

      DILD, "Victorian Gentleman": I'm at a computer trying to order something online. I don't recall what it was, but the cost was over $200. There were some complicated webforms to navigate, and then after some difficulty finding my wallet, my credit card was missing. Meanwhile my stepmother-in-law comes over and offers to let me run her card instead. "No, no, no, no," I say quickly, trying to deter her, having just spotted mine on the table. Too late, she has already run her card and made the purchase. Well, that was nice of her, even if it wasn't what I would have asked for. I should show appreciation. I hug her and say, "Thank you."

      Walking outside afterward, I have second thoughts. Was I rude to simply thank her? Maybe she hadn't intended the action as a gift. But even if she had, perhaps it would have been more polite of me to ask when she wanted me to pay her back, and that would give her the option to be magnanimous and say it wasn't necessary. But if she had assumed I would pay her back, wouldn't it be rude of her to create an extra hassle for me that I hadn't asked for? I had told her "no" and she did it anyway. I conclude that under the circumstances, my response was adequate and I should let it go.

      As I walk back in the house, behind me I hear a man's voice, distinctively low and gravelly. It is really familiar. Who is that guy? I think he must live next door; I'm always hearing that voice. I sneak a look back before going in and spot him: he is older, gaunt, with straggly grey hair. I think he looks like an aging biker or a math professor (they can look more similar than you might think!)

      I continue in the house and decide to repack my suitcase, which is in disarray, when it occurs to me... wait. I have the impression that I hear that man's voice all the time, but I suddenly suspect that I only hear it in dreams. Could this be a dream, then? I realize that it is. This gives me the confidence to go back outside and approach the guy, intending to find out who he is. I would not want to so brazenly walk up to a stranger in WL, but this is my dream so there is no reason to hesitate. As I step back through the door I find myself with handful of silver rings in my right hand that I am putting on the fingers of the left. Why did I grab so many? I'm going to have to put multiple rings on each finger to make them all fit.

      Only one person is in sight now, a dapper gentleman in Victorian dress walking by from left to right. He has a neatly trimmed beard, a black frock coat, and a top hat. I've always been fascinated by that era, but in dreams I've never been successful in my attempts to meet historical figures. I wonder if he'll really acknowledge being from that time period. Maybe he's just dressing up?

      I get his attention and ask, "Are you from the Victorian era?" He confirms it. I'm interested now so I start walking alongside him, suggesting, "Tell me about yourself." As he begins to reply, I look more closely at his face and realize that he is strikingly good-looking. On a whim I seize his arm and pull him off the road, then push him against the door of a nearby house and start kissing him, thinking meanwhile that in waking life I would never do this with a stranger. Though taken by surprise he responds willingly. The only thing marring the pleasure of the kiss is a little piece of fingernail in my mouth—I must have been biting them—and I try to move it with my tongue so it won't come into contact with his mouth, which would be awkward. During a break in the kissing I manage to swallow the bit of nail, and the gentleman never seems to notice.

      After that interlude we continue together down the street. It's odd that I so quickly lost interest in my more intellectual inquiries and succumbed to mere erotic instinct... and annoying, in that I never did get to hear the DC's account of himself. My lucidity apparently faded quite a bit in the process (it was never very keen in this dream), because it doesn't occur to me to ask again, and instead I just walk along with little further thought.

      We stop at a shop whose front opens right onto the street, and the gentleman wants to buy an unusual kind of candy that I've never seen before. It is some highly-processed, artificially flavored substance that comes in brightly colored plastic packages. The package can be activated in such a way that its contents will burst out like a foam snake. This is marketed to kids as a toy as well as a snack: they can have mock battles trying to hit one another with the candy snakes, then eat them afterwad. The girl minding the shop explains this to me while showing her a green stain spot on her T-shirt from where one of the candies had landed on her. So they stain clothes, too? I look down and am glad to see that I'm wearing something casual.

      FA, "Let the Right One In": I wake up and get out of bed to record the dream. I don't notice anything unusual as I'm walking across the house, but pause in confusion as I go to sit down at my computer. Where's my chair? Why would my chair be gone? Surely I'm not dreaming? At first it feels improbable but gradually I realize that I am. Interesting... well, I want to explore this, but I don't want to lose my memory of the previous dream. It is still clear in mind, so I review the events and even recite a list of key words aloud to help fix my impressions. Then I look around to see what this new dream has to offer.

      In contrast to the relative normality of the house, correct in layout but more sparsely furnished than normal, the view outside is catastrophic and extraordinary. A wide frozen river of swelling ice is flowing motionlessly where my patio should be, and cascading down toward the city in the distance. Just beyond it looms a mountain of pure white ice, with a matte, knobbly texture like that reminds me of spray-on styrofoam. Craning my head up, I can just see the narrow peak glittering in the sun. Everything looks incredibly clear and vivid, beautiful and frozen but apocalyptic.

      The landscape is packed with people, whose clothes provide little patches of bright color. Bodies are frozen into the river and wander in groups along its banks. The only place free of people is the slopes of the ice mountain, steep and white and pristine. As I turn my gaze from the east, where I saw the river and mountain, to the south, the view becomes more grim. A whole crowd of people outside presses right up against the glass wall of my house, looking longingly inside, their bodies almost grey with cold and frost. I feel compassion for their plight, but I'm not sure what to do about it. My house is not big enough to accommodate even a fraction of the throngs who want to get in.

      The people on the left, closer to the river, were all standing very still, but as I continue along the wall to the right, the people on this side are becoming more restless, with a few actively trying to break in. Some are attempting to cut holes in the glass. I wonder how long before they'll get through, and realize that I might need to start warding the walls against them. Then I see a segment of glass fall in, and realize that one woman has just succeeded in making a hole. It is about three feet high and a foot or so wide, in the shape of a narrow heart or mitten. Before she can slip through, I aim my flat palms toward the gap and begin to refreeze the glass (I don't seem to be distinguishing between ice and glass here). After a thin layer of glass or ice manifests over the hole, I pick up the piece that was removed and put it back in place, willing the gaps to fill in.

      As I continue along the wall, the situation is getting even worse. There are already more holes. In fact, one woman has just crawled inside. I pick her up like a manniquin to remove her. The crowd is too think to restore her to ground level, so I toss her on top of the others... she can crowd-surf.

      I come face to face with another woman who has made a hole in the glass. "You're not real, you're not real," I protest against her attempted incursion. It occurs to me that I should respond to her vaguely threatening presence with kindness. I embrace her and kiss her on the mouth, but she is oddly inert. It's like kissing a doll. I have nothing but a faint impression of staring blue eyes... blank eyes. "You're not real. Do you understand that? The reality of you is that you're not real."

      She remains stiff and unresponsive, but doesn't back down, so I try an alternate tack. If she wants to get in the house so badly, then I will welcome her. I grab her arm and start tugging her inside. At this she actually resists, telling a woman standing near her outside, "Don't let go of my arm."

      This is an interesting development. "Don't you want to come in?" I taunt. "A minute ago you were clamoring to come in." The dream ends.

      Updated 03-13-2015 at 08:55 AM by 34973

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    6. Strange Preschool

      by , 03-01-2015 at 04:32 AM
      I started out in one of the dollar stores somewhere in the neighborhood(I don't remember which one). I was shopping with my mother. As I was walking, I noticed this individual staring at me giving me a nasty look. He was a lot taller than me, so I knew I wouldn't stand a chance against him. He then came charging after me but before he could touch me, I flew up in the air and hovered above the aisles in the store. As I was flying in mid-air, I kicked him with my feet as hard as I could and taunted him.

      Later on in the dream(after waking up, I think), I woke up in a preschool(one I haven't seen before in my life). I saw one of the teachers I worked with back at the preschool I volunteered for in waking life. She was helping me out with how I'm supposed to handle the classroom. We were both inside a classroom with a full set of kids and a couple other teachers. It felt happy. It felt so happy good to be in a job like this because there was happiness all around.

      At one point, the person teaching me have done an activity that required us to remove our shoes and socks, walking barefoot. I'm not sure why, but seeing how this is preschool, I didn't question the creativity of improvised activities. I was sitting down somewhere in the back of the classroom where I was talking to the teacher. She wanted me to go somewhere, as confusing as that may sound.

      I then somehow appeared to be at an assembly along with a large crowd of people around my age. We were all seated in desks. In front of us was a huge black screen television(as big as the cinema ones). When I was in there, I noticed every student(what I thought) belonged to a specific group based on their past, kind of like the scene in Mean Girls where the geeks sit with the geeks and the jocks with the jocks. I'm not sure which group I was in. I just seemed to be observing everything in the area I was in.

      Later on, it was time to leave. Everyone began leaving the building. I was getting my items together but I remember having trouble finding one of the objects. Because I didn't know it was a dream, yet, I kept looking for it. Sooner or later, without knowing how exactly it happened, I became lucid. I'm not sure how, but I did. I didn't perform any reality checks. Once I did become lucid, I spent most of my time observing the room I was in. What seemed to be a huge theater, was not a small bedroom.

      I walked around this bedroom figuring out what to do. I couldn't think of much to do after becoming lucid. I enjoyed the feeling of it, though. After a while of staring around the room, I had a sudden sense that the dream started to fade. I didn't want to leave yet. I performed the spinning technique to try and prolong the dream. I remember trying to focus on my body as I turned and turned. I even tried telling myself that I was dreaming and that I want to stay in the dream longer. Seconds later, my vision began becoming darker. The dream ended. I didn't even try to attempt the DEILD technique because I knew I would have a hard time going back to sleep uncomfortably with my arm laying just under my body.
    7. Yellow Themed Rooms

      by , 11-20-2014 at 06:01 PM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was looking at a couple having sex on a bed. They don't have clothing. Yellow-themed. The woman leaned away from the guy. There's some sort of oil on the guy's chest. He's mostly hairless. I licked on the chest and got some of oil on my tongue. My tongue went numb.

      I was in a room with a lot of people. It's still yellow themed. Not sure if this came before or after the previous one. I was practicing my Capoeira moves, while trying to avoid hitting people.
    8. You're Never Over

      by , 09-11-2014 at 11:39 PM
      So, it's been about two years since I last had a conversation with Jenn - ever since I went back to school. Since then, I slowly stopped having dreams about her(mostly because I stopped viewing her stuff on social media sites). But that I have almost nothing to do again(classes were full/struggling to get a job), I found myself thinking about her and checking her online profile to see if she is with another guy.


      I was back in Pacific High School(which was about 2-3 years ago), and the whole school were already walking home. I was standing near the sidewalk where I was able to see the streets very clearly. I had no idea what I was doing here - I never questioned it.

      A few moments passed and I start paying attention to my surroundings. One area I used to always stare at during waking life was the front left corner of a sidewalk across the road. I saw Jenn there, talking to someone - a guy. I was shocked. This guy was almost like me except he was changed in cacky light brown shorts and a back t-shirt.

      I stared closely at them to see what they were up to. Jenn seemed to be interested in him, judging by her facial expressions. I was not happy of this, especially after she told me in reality that she wasn't looking for a relationship. I had faith that if either one of them would of kissed the other, I would of killed them. I had so much anger for her.

      After a while of watching them talk, the boy began walking towards his house. Surprisingly, I turned out following him opposed to Jenn. I moved through the crowds of students saying 'excuse me' and 'thank you' while keeping a close distance to the boy. After I got out of the crowd, I saw the boy walking in to a one-way street. I slowly moved in for a closer look and crouched down to avoid being seen.

      During this moment, I had strong thoughts to commit murder on this boy. I just wanted him to die and knew he didn't deserve Jenn with the type of personality he had(but somehow some girls dig that). I ignored killing him this time. I got back up and left.
    9. combination of old friends and old places swirled together

      by , 09-03-2014 at 03:59 PM (Adventures in Dreamland)
      I'm finally beginning to stabilize my sleeping patterns again and go to bed on time, dream recall is returning. Went to bed around 2 am.

      I do not remember the first part of the dream. What I do remember is that there were a group of friends, some of them I know from very far back at camp, one girl that went to my high school. Another one was a recent co worker, the group of friends were more popular than I was in high school, so I don't know I guess I was afraid to approach them. Afraid to be rejected I guess sums up what my high school experience was like. I had come back to an old job to eat some free food (I couldn't get it there now for free if I wanted) except each piece of food I had there was something horribly wrong with it. The room was a lot bigger and had a lot more tables, I was sitting near the entrance and talking to a girl, whom I do not remember her details. Then another girl sat down next to her and tried to start talking to us as if she was desperate, the first girl left, and I didn't really care so I just continued talking to the desperate girl. I noticed a big clump of hair in my fries so I just threw it out. I went back into the kitchen to talk to everyone and the manager said no more free food. We told a few jokes and I left out the front door, there was a decently sized crowd out there for some reason. I saw the group of friends and I decided to just walk to the parking lot before they noticed me. They had confused me for my friend Tommy and I was a decently far amount away and they yelled Tommy! two times before giving up, I had just decided to keep walking. When I got into the parking lot I ran into a few people I knew getting into their cars. I had gotten to my car and my mom was waiting for me, she was in a cast and had apparently broken her knee and ankle, and her wrist on the other side. I asked what happened and she was explaining it to me then I woke up.

      After I did wake up I had learned that one of my mothers friends had died of a heart attack, maybe it was some sort of message.
    10. Sex Crazed Maniac (Semi Lucid), House of Holes (1.8.14)

      by , 08-01-2014 at 01:37 AM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1

      (Not sure if this is a new dream or linked to the 2nd dream)
      Im outside with Josh and we're watching the neighbour do some yard work. I can see an excavator in the yard also. Josh mentions about the man not doing much of a good job and that the girl with him has a weird nose. I can now see 2 girls in the distance, who're wearing work clothes. I can now see one of the girls up close. I notice the nose of the girl which is like a shrek nose but still not bad looking. I start to feel sharp stomach pain which transitions from waking life into the dream.

      I'm in a house and I become semi lucid. I turn into a sex crazed maniac... Ugh, and can't control myself to stop and become proper lucid so I can try different things for a chance rather then chase some tail.. I see a women running away from me (don't blame her) and she's nude. I have intentions to have sex with her. I chase her down and wrap my arms around her from behind and start to feel her breasts. She has small cupped breasts and rub them and squeeze them. She isn't relaxing and still trying to break free but I am physically too strong for her. I man handle her and start to fuck her from behind. It feels little odd, as if I was too high up on her back and needed to find the right angle for penetration. It lasts for what feels like maybe 30 seconds before I wake up.

      Dream 2

      I'm with Daryl and Josh. We're walking through an area with a lot of people and someone throws a piece of tissue or rubbish at me. I pick if and throw if back as a joke. I think I throw if at a guy that didn't throw it at me for starters. I get a reaction from a group of the guys once I threw it. One of them chanted something similar to "ceiling to ground". They come towards me and pick me up and throw me to towards the ceiling and catch me as I come down. They repeat this process for about 10 seconds. This was all in fun.

      I leave the area and reach Daryl and Josh. They're in what looks likes a house or a restaurant. They're eating their dinners which is steak and veggies. I ask them about something to do with how I'll be able to get my food. Daryl gets up from the table and says that he's done eating. Im surprised due to the fact that Daryl truly loves his food and never leaves a scrap IRL. I ask him is that all you're going to eat? He gets my drift and says I could have it. Now a older lady comes over with her and offers hers. I feel like a burden now that everyone is sacrificing their food for me. Daryl's steak looked as if it hadn't been touch and was perfect looking in shape and colour.

      I'm outside with my brother and he goes over to next door to offer to fix things. He's knocking but getting no answer. I somehow make a noise or hear a noise which tricks my brother into thinking it's coming from inside the house. There's a large women in the garden and she spots me and asks what I'm doing. I feel as if she is suspicious of me and I tell her I'm looking to do some repairs on the house. She starts to get angry and points at the tool I have in my hand, when is an old looking chisel. She keeps insisting that what I have in my hand is going to be used for other purposes. I insist that it's for fixing things. I start feeling pretty defenceless in the convocation.

      I think the lady tries to catch me out as if she knew I was bullshitting to her, and invites me inside to have a look at things. I walk inside and it's very dark. I see a light from a smart phone around a corner where a man around my age is laying in bed looking at his phone. I greet him and he thinks I've said something different to what I said and repeats it to me in a confused manner. Moments later he clicks on what I really said and greeted me back. As I look around the room I see major holes in the whole, some small and some big. A few of the holes were shape a human body as if someone had walked through it. It was a perfectly shaped hole of a human.

      I sit down on the couch with my brother and the man on the phone. The light are turned on now and I can see peoples faces properly. Myself and the man gets into a convocation. He looks to have long hair and some facial piercings. I get a feeling as if the man is maybe gay and attracted to me or maybe just wanted to be my friend. I tell him that I live next door and if he ever wanted to hang out to just come over.

      As we're leaving my brother kisses the man on the lips. I'm confused on how to approach this goodbye and go in for a hug. As I hug him he doesn't hug me back but instead shakes my hand as I'm hugging him. It's an all time award moment.

      Updated 08-01-2014 at 01:43 AM by 24939

      lucid , non-lucid
    11. July 26-27: First Time Recording a Dream

      by , 07-27-2014 at 05:22 PM
      Kay what I remember from tonight:
      (and I have a really poor memory when it comes to this sort of thing so, bear with
      was being downstairs in my kitchen/computer room area with a group of about 10-15ish people we were watching some commercials for these hats that would give you superpowers. They were obviously fake and myself in the dream recognized this. One of them gave you robotic arms or something and the other gave you the power of Luffy from One piece plus the power to swap your limbs around (head, legs, and arms). I wanted to get the Luffy hat, but my friend had bought the last copy of it. I reached into my pants pocket, pulled out 20 dollars, and handed it to some fat guy in a purple suit with a purple top hat and said I wanted it (He's the one who sold it, I guess). I did feel a pang of guilt that I lost 20 dollars, but my grandparents had given me $20 recently, anyways. He said OK then took it away from my friend and gave it to me. I was super-exited to show the people around me, but noticed that the hat wasn't a hat. It was a long piece of laminated paper with a design on it that (I suppose) you were supposed to wrap around your head like you're in a B rate action film. I just stared at it puzzled. I was planning on putting it on and making everyone laugh when I didn't have the powers, but nobody else seemed even slightly interested. They all just seemed to ignore me.
      That was the last part of my dream that I can remember. I'm honestly surprised how much I remember just by thoroughly thinking about it the morning after. I would like to see if I can try FILD tonight, but there may be a delay on my going home. We'll see tomorrow, I suppose.
    12. Age of Valentine Hearts

      by , 04-09-2014 at 10:09 AM
      Morning of April 9, 2014. Wednesday. (Wedding anniversary; married April 9, 1994.)

      I am at a basketball game (yet I have not been to a real one in many years) and over time, I notice people leaving. I focus on the player with the number twenty-two on his top for a short time. Outside, floating above the landscape, I see that a hundred or so people are standing about and form a heart symbol in honor of our wedding anniversary.

      In real life several months back, I grouped all the standing villagers (including the hundreds of additional ones converted by the monks) in the expansion pack of “Age of Empires” (Aztecs) into a heart shape, as well as others standing about in a formation that read “I love Zsuzsanna”. It is one of the only computer games I have ever played much in the last twenty years and played around with because of how easy it was to not only win, but to go to extremes with resources and hundreds of extra villagers (or soldiers) long after the game has been technically won (where only one more easy step is required to actually finish it and end the game play itself if or when desired).
    13. 3/3/14 - panda hat

      by , 03-04-2014 at 02:10 AM (Leaving the matrix)
      I'm wearing my panda hat, and keep walking up and down this place I'm at. I'm trying to avoid these adults for some reason. They'll tell me to get to the room were everyone is going, so I keep acting like I have shit to do. I decide to go into the bathroom to pretend I have to use the restroom. The whole time my panda hat keep falling off to the ground and I don't feel it until I randomly realize it's not on my head and have to run and retrace my steps to find it before someone jacks it. I get into the restroom and there's not light, just daylight from outside so it's kinda dim. There's a human at the mirror doing something, I pay them no attention and try to find a stall, but they're all dirty or the stall doors are too short or somethings wrong with them in some way, so I decide to exit the bathroom but from the other door. I walk out and begin walking to this restaurant/gas station type things because I see that there's a lot of people loitering. I drop my hat a few times on the way, and I enter through the side glass door, my friends boyfriend runs up to me looking panicked carrying his girlfriend in his arms and with his hand over her heart. He pleads for me to help her, make her breathe again. So I put my left hand on her heart and turn my head away for some reason feeling disappointed, and after a few seconds she begins to breathe and slowly awakens dazed. He asks me how I do it, and I say "we're shy around each other is all", then I get up and walk back out the door I came in from. I walk down towards the bathroom again not knowing where I should go for sure, then I realize my hat had fallen off my head again, I panic and run around to find it but sudden;y a huge crowd is all around me trying to get places some going left some going right, and I can't see where my hat went. I see this woman with a panda hat in her hand, I run over and snatch it from her and run, Then I realize it's not mine because this one is really dirty and my names isn't on the inside tag, so I return it to her and apologize. Then I see this woman come to the view through the crowd and she has a panda hat bright white clean like mine, and she gives me this fearful look like I caught her and she starts to make a run for it, but I snatch it from her and she tries to get it back but I yell at her that it's mine and then I begin to question whether it is mine so I look at the inner tag and see my name written on it in my sisters hand writing and I yell "HA!" at the woman and she looks busted and I walk off and put it back on my head and finally hold on to it better through the paw pockets, but now everyone walking passed and towards me are giving me dirty looks.
    14. WILD, DILD, FA DILD Sex, Sports & Sunshine!

      by , 02-16-2014 at 10:22 PM
      Quick entries...at least for now.
      Had a good vivid dream featuring my son about 12 years younger than now. So cute!

      Had all 3 LDs late in the morning after getting over the hump of short dreamlets and mostly dreamless period where my awareness usually starts to wane.

      Felt like a breakthrough on a new WILD technique for me. Similar to a few things I have tried before but with the addition of a kind of self hypnosis to put me in a relaxed but aware state. I was basically interacting with both HHs and actual stimuli. My wife moving around in bed I turned into Girl Friday getting into bed. That turned into the first lucid where I was in a bathtub with her we were both naked and I was feeling all over her and we were having intercourse I changed positions to pull her right leg over my left leg. She seemed to get smaller and her face became distorted as I focused on it. I continued kissing her though as we had sex.

      Second LD, DILD inside sports arena getting ready to play. Red John is on our team this time...unusual. I am late and they are starting to play and I think about going out there without all of my equipment and then I realize I am dreaming I can just go without or...and I end up just putting everything on instantly. Our team scores as I'm coming out on the field and I decide to fly up for some celebratory sex with a woman in the stands. I think this is fun! Next I will go out there and score fantastically and I do; it is so much fun! I fly back up into the stands and look for my type. She is sitting in a skirt with nothing on underneath and we immediately go at it! Fade back to bed.

      A bit later I have cool false awakening turned DILD where I am in a bedroom/office and I complete one last task and I look at the time and realized that I worked 38 minutes longer than I intended to. I turn around and the sun is shining blindingly through the window and I realize I am dreaming. The sun feels so vibrant on my skin but the light is a little too bright. I inch my way towards a bed just out of reach of the sun's glare and I restore my bearings. I turn around and there is another bed where the workstation just was. I look closely and see two feet overlapping each other but no one attached to them...at the head of the bed by the pillows! I find this cool instead of creepy and remove pillows to examine further. I touch the feet and they feel like feet, neither warm nor cool to the touch, maybe a little rubbery. I fade back to bed.

      Updated 02-20-2014 at 05:29 PM by 61674 (Correct date at top from 1/16 to 2/16)

    15. 1/25/14 - old film doppelgangers

      by , 01-25-2014 at 08:21 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      I'm walking down this street, it looks like somewhere in New York city. Then this double decker bus pulls up in front of me, and I stare at the side of it and zone out into and old film from like the 20's or 30's. I see a couple in topless car, and a crowd gathered around while it drives slowly cheering them on. In the car it looks exactly like jay-z and beyonce, but in old attire and hair style. They are important people in that era and not necessarily in a good way, they are driving down this exact street in New York that I'm standing. Then I zone back into the scene I was before, almost like I was in a trance. Now there's a woman standing there and she told me that is their doppelgangers, I ask her I f I had one, but she doesn't answer me and she returns to the bus and it drives away and I'm left tortured thinking about it.
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