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I am with Martin S at Pyram area. It looks like some abandoned surface mine or such. There are pools of water and a canal running through. Martin and I are in one of them pools or canals and we are sitting in a canoe. I think its of a red colour. Suddenly, I discover something inside on the canoe. I pull it out and its two of those mini canoe-skys that one puts on as shoes or so. At that moment, there is a group of people coming. I recognise Ondra S and Milan Hauf. I am a little bit pissed off as I don't want them to come and talk to us etc. Skrbek comes and shows off something about canoeing. Then they go aside and play in one of those pools or ponds. Then they disappear.

Marting and I are thinking what we are going to do. Then we remember that there are Olympic games on in near Zelezny brood and tonight there are some tournaments. We think of what we would like to go and see. Then we agree on ice hockey. I call my dad and my brother and we trying to arrange where we meet etc. They suggest to be there at 7:30pm but I am against that idea as it starts at 7!

After this the dram gets all blurry, but I only know that we were on our way there, and that there was Sweden playing agains someone.

Then I wake up.

This dream was cool but I was awakened by my dad and I was late so remembering it now is to hard...

All I remember is my dad had a new job that we needed to do and he hired my friends Jon (Shinzou) and Steven to paint and patch sheetrock while I did something else (forgot what it was). It was funny because I would tell them what to do and they would do it but if I left any details out, they would screw up. It was odd because we were in the attic and Jon and Steven were on super tall extension ladders that went through a huge whole all the way to the first floor! Kinda like home alone 2 in that one house, everything looked like that but a little more livable and almost finished.

After working and a long time of explaining what they were supposed to do the whole time, my dad came to check on the job and I went to the driveway to tell him not to get frustrated because they were new and haven't learned everything yet and when we walked in it looked perfect and finished unlike what it looked like when I left them!

Later in the dream I remember a friend of mine and my family in a hallway that looked like a hotel and that is all i remember.

I was walking with my dad, and I looked over to my left. I saw a small lamb. I went over to him and picked him up.
He was SO CUDDLY.
I asked if we could keep him, but he said no. I didn't listen, and took it with me.
I thought about when he would grow up, and I'd have to shear it.
Dad and I were walking around where I found the lamb, and the grass was Minecraft grass. It started raining, and I saw some blocks that had turned to hydrated farmland, and some crops had grown on them.

Date: 19 January

Someone's talking to me about staying at Alana's house, or maybe Alana's cousin's, as Alana's staying with a lesbian friend.
I go over to whatever house t is, and I make my house. From scratch. It's not ramshackle, it's just unsafe. e.g for my bed I put my mattress in a mattress-sized hole in the 2nd story floor. Nothing holding it in. Just.... sitting there. I decide it's too unsafe, and so sleep on the 1st floor,under aforementioned mattress.
Alana and my dad walk outside along the docks.
Then Alana's on a plane, and she has to parachute out. She lands in like a cabbage patch or something. There's a chicken bone, no idea what for, but it's old.
Something else about a fish, that has to keep swimming around.

sun January 7th 2012
0:00-9:00

Same thing as last night: no experiments, need sleep. Breathing & mantras.

1. I'm driving with my dad and my brother in a car. I'm not allowed to drive irl yet. My mom follows us on a scooter. I kinda suck at it: keep forgetting to cross intersections from the right lane, not using my turn signals. I also drove into a school, which was like a maze that I couldn't get out from. My biggest fear is that I won't be able to brake, because the pedal feels very hard, like I don't have enough strength to use it's full potential. I've had this dream 3-4 times now, this is the first time it got messy. I always take the same road, but this time I derailed from it.

2. Can only remember fragments from this dream. It's located in a cafe, especially in a room on the second floor with a balcony. Again I'm not sure what part I play. There is a tall woman, she's probably the waitress. There is an older lady (she must be the owner). There are two guys (they must be the ones running the bar for the older lady), the younger one is more handsome - he's the one the girl is interested in. The guys leave for some time and when they get back in their American-type convertible, they enter through the backdoor. It's a black steel plate with a white painting on it: like a ghost or a witch. Upon return they discover that the younger woman had a child. The kid is in a buggy on the balcony. The woman died her hair to a dark color (I'm not sure how it was before, though). She's pleading the younger fella to have another kid with her. He tells her this bar is no place for a child. She points out that her current child is just fine here (the one on the balcony, with a ridiculous name I can't remember: something like Butter or Sunflower).

Note to self: STAY IN BED. SAY: "WHAT DID I JUST DREAM?"

fri January 6th 2012
22:00-8:30

Had to get good night's rest, since I have to study alot today (exam in 4 days). So didn't want to try anything, just breathing exercice, turned to my side, said mantra and dozed off.

I'm in my hotel room. From the refrigerator I get a bottle of vodka, I pour a couple drinks. Then I head to out to explore. I'm on the ground floor, which is called -5 for some reason. Below that are a couple floors and above it goes to -1. So go in the elevator a couple of times, but the most interesting seems the ground floor with the pool in the middle. I walk around couple of times, when I meet my parents. They tell me we're going to eat, so I should go shower. So they push me into a public shower (like the ones you have at a public pool) and I'd rather just use my own shower, but I can't resist. My grandpa and grandma are there too, getting ready for lunch. We have to cross the pool, over small tiled walls (kinda like bridges), to get to the restaurant. I seem to be afraid to stand up tall, so I crawl over them on my knees. Now and then I slip into the water, making my towel wet. I hate that in real life, and I didn't like then either... My dad mentions something about getting a drink and I remember still having half that bottle of vodka. So I'm carrying it around in my opened backpack, when someone stops me (like a manager) and tells me I'm not allowed to bring my own drink. I tell him it's from the minibar, so I bought it here at the hotel. He says he will go check and leaves me waiting at the desk. They ask for my room number, but I can only give them the floor (-5) and my last name. There's a girl (abit older than me) behind it and we chat abit about the situation and the hotel. She agrees how strange it is that the floors are labeled -5, -4, etc. Another girl is standing next to me, she's been listening to the last bit of the conversation. I'm looking away in the direction the manager went to check my room. When I look back at the girls, I notice the desk-girl signaling to the other to ask for my number, but she declines. (story of my life, lol..) The manager gets back, says it's ok and I can take my bottle with me.

Second time my dad is linked to drinking. It's not a pattern yet, but it seems rather remarkable. My dad doesn't drink often irl, though.

wed January 4th 2012
0:00-8:30

Before bed tried to relax completely, started getting numb. Came closer to sleep paralysis than never before. Hands turned warm and "fat". Then like I was getting covered in hard concrete and floating up from my bed. Had to swallow and blew it. Damn!
Gave up and turned to my side, said couple mantra's and dozed off. I did wake up after both dreams so I guess some of them worked.

1. Sitting with my dad in our hall, smoking a cigarette. (I don't smoke IRL and my dad would kill me if I would.) We're being all cool, talking. I light a couple more. Some of them break off by the filter. I'm really using big drags, they don't seem to smell. I say something along the lines of: "If you're the one smoking, it doesn't stink that much."

2. We're standing outside (me, my dad and mom), seems like we're at a wedding. The other guests are standing on the street, in group. The mother of the bride asks me to start filming. I only have my photo camera, so it's very shaky. A bus arrives and we get on. (It's a public transportation bus, like the ones in Flanders.) We're sitting in the back, my dad is getting upset about mom and he's drinking. Getting pretty drunk. Since it's a public bus, a lady gets on. She's attractive, but I'd rather look at something in her hands. Not sure what it is, either a phone or a camera. When we get off, she joins us for some reason. We're standing in an nice carpeted room, chandeliers, really fancy. When my dad says the word: "Tequila" the lady throws up blue liquid all over me.

tue January 3rd 2012

After a false awakening I opened my eyes and realised I must be dreaming. Attempted to stabilize the dream.

1. Standing in the left corner of our front yard I try to touch things. I touch the house, then touch the cherry tree.
(it's chopped down now, but I didn't realise that in the dream. Maybe I lost lucidity at this point already)
The tree started to grow and as if I was glued to it, it dragged me up into the sky.

There was a fraction of a second dream, not sure if it was earlier or later at night.
2. I'm with my dad in a mini van when we stop to pick up another man wearing a suit. There are no more seats in the car, my dad gives him a small inflatable cushion to sit on. The man tries to sit on it in the back of the van, I can see he's uncomfortable with his knees up to his face. I offer him my seat and we switch. Then while we're driving I'm laying near the rear door of the car, which is made completely out of tanned glass. I wonder what would happen if the glass would break and I would fall onto the road.

Couple nights ago I had some dreams too, but not worthwhile sharing due to somewhat explicit content

Last night didn't produce anything special dreamwise again. I remembered some fragments, but not enough to merit a proper entry here. So instead we are going to delve into another "classic".

Jakro "Classics" II: Weird Mansion and It's Angry Owner
Date: January 9th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was keeping a fire in the fireplace, but for some reason I somehow removed the burning contents of the fireplace and took them with me outside, next to the shed where we keep our firewood. It was winter and I took the fading fire and placed it onto the snow. Like I said I have no idea how I transported the fire from within the fireplace to outside, nor I know why I did it. The fire wasn't burning very brightly, so I poked the wood a bit to make more space for it to take air - it worked as some old wooden door that was beneath the fire burst into flames like I'd poured gas in it.

This was the time when I realized that it probably isn't the smartest thing to burn wood next to the shed. If it would have caught fire, that would have been catastrophic. The fire did indeed spread to the wood that was inside the shed. I panicked a bit but managed to put down the fire. The fire was out, but I was still nervous in case there was some smoldering.

I switched back inside the house all the sudden. There was my brother and some random buddies of him. I felt like I knew them, even though afterwards I had no idea who they were. My brother gave me his phone, so that I could call our sister to watch the shed in case there's still something smoldering.

For some reason I called my brother's number, which is odd considering I was using his phone! Funny enough, some unknown dude actually answered the phone. There is no mention of the contents of the call, so I take it I didn't move forward much in that discussion. I forgot about the shed as there was a bigger problem.

The group - me, brother and the other guys - weren't in our house at all. It was some kind of strange mansion, and we were lost there. We didn't know how we had ended up there, but we wanted to get away. We were in some kind of dining hall. There were stairs up, but they were collapsed on the upper end. The upper level wasn't that high anyway. On that upper level there were stairs even further upwards. Couple of the other guys planned to get to that upper level by climbing the stairs to as high as they go and then jumping to the upper platform. It was feasible, as the platform was just about within jumping range.

I took the lead and was first to try the jump. I managed to grab onto the edge edge of the platform with my arms, but then the platform collapsed under my weight. The fall wasn't long and I didn't hurt myself, but the other guys were a bit pissed about the fact that there was no way upwards anymore.

In fact, the others succumbed into despair. They talked pure crazy-talk that we are going to starve there as we were stuck. WTF? We were in a mansion, and in a dining hall no less. You'd think there were some food nearby, even more importantly, you'd think someone actually lives there! I wasn't really concerned about starving to death.

I rallied the rest of the bunch and we started to search for a alternative routes away from there. In some room to the side of dining hall we met a little girl. I asked whether there was any other way out except that broken stairway. The girl then asked us to come with her. She took us to a balcony that was high on the house's side, but it had a stairway going down! We had managed to get out.

Not so fast. We were just about to go to the balcony when we bumped into the owner of the mansion. Instantly I was afraid of him - he just seemed to emit this vibe of pure hateful energy. Like he was about to snap at any moment. The worse thing was that he was actually carrying a rifle when he came to us. It was some old-fashioned rifle that was probably at least a couple hundred years old. I remember the gun in vivid detail - it was beautifully decorated throughout, both it's metal and wooden parts. It must have been expensive.

I don't remember exactly what the guy said, but his message was basically this: "I'm glad you are coming out, otherwise I would have had to kill you." Jesus Christ. This guy is a madman, but I figured that out at first sighting.

We were leaving. Somehow I knew that my dad was on his way to come to pick me up from there. I tried to spark up some conversation with the guy in the meantime, just to keep his occupied so that he doesn't get any ideas about torturing and murdering us. He seemed like a that kind of guy. I was about to compliment him about his nice gun, but I never get to that, as he pulled out a dull and bent butterknife.

Yeah. This was the kind of guy that was even more scary when wielding a dull and bent butterknife. He could fuck me up with that. I had no doubts in my mind of that. I tried to defuse the situation by saying assertively "Do not point that butterknife at me!", but instead that actually blew out the situation. Wrong move.

The guy went absolutely nuts. He started shouting that I won't tell him what he can or can't do. I was terrified. "This is it, my life's going to end. Fucked up with a butterknife by some madman."

Finally he snapped fully and started coming towards me. I tried to survive by starting to run away. I ran the stairs down with the guy chasing me down.

Lucky for me, just as I was on the ground level, my dad's car emerged from the road. He stopped his car some way from me and I ran to get on board. I was barely in when I screamed at my dad to step on it. I guess he saw the guy that was coming after me as he quickly obliged.

But I couldn't get the door closed as the lunatic managed to just cut in. Car was already moving and he had to run along to keep up. The madman and I struggled a bit at the door before we finally managed to shrug him off.

Some way away my it was my dad's turn to snap. I was explaining what happened and my dad got so angry, that he made an U-turn and started accelerating back towards the madman's mansion. I presumed that he was going to try to run over the madman. Wow, I didn't know my dad could get so upset over something that he would cold-bloodedly try to kill someone - even if the madman totally deserves it.

Anyway, I was still scared to death. I managed to convince my dad to turn back away as I told him, that the lunatic had a rifle. It was lucky that my dad listened to me.

We drove away from the mansion and had succeeded to escape. My brother and the rest of the crew were forgotten by now, like they never even existed. I guess the managed themselves. Nonetheless this was an uncharacteristically happy ending for a nightmare.

Old LD from 7-23-07


Lucid Dream:

It started with me being at a mall. I was with a friend (maybe M) we passed two guys. I recognised one as Jeff. But I somehow knew that this was in the past and he didn't know me yet. I smiled at him. Then after a few more steps past him I turned and smiled again. Then I told my friend that. And we both turn back and smile at him again, but he was no longer looking at us. I thought, "Well, that's dumb..."

The next thing I remember is that I was then sitting at the table eating ice cream with him. It was very mesy. It was like the container that my ice cream was in had an opening at both ends and it kept dripping out onto the table.

Then the three of us continued walking in the mall. It was closing time. It seems like something happened here, but I don't remember details. Something about feeling angry at this guy working here. He makes me fall and I "spill" some of the floor that he is responsible for cleaning.

I get left behind my friends. So I hurry out of the mall. There were some cool things that looked a bit like rain gutters, but were also big and painted red and made of concrete. I decided to slide down one standing up, I was able to get down the the level I wanted by sliding.

Then things transition, I am with a big group of people in this big starirwell area.

I suddenly see my dad hurrying up the stairs. I am excited to see my dad. But right as I get to him and reach for his sleeve, I realise that I'm dreaming.

I look at this big group of people. I want to try the DV member task again. Surely there is a DV member in this large group. I scan the faces for someone familiar. They are mostly teenagers, and I don't recognise anyone. So I start asking around. "Does anyone know any DV members?"

At first I have trouble getting any volume in my voice. This has been a problem in some of my LDs. It's like I'm trying to talk with my real mouth, yet I can't because of sleep paralysis. But then I am finally able to use my dream mouth.

One of the boys responds to me and points to the floor above me and says, "Try the boy with the wheelchair"

I climb the stairs to a dark haired boy standing by a blond boy in a wheelchair. I suddenly realise I don't know which boy I was reffered to. So I ask them, "Are either of you DV members?"

They both nod and say, "Yeah..."

So I continue, "Have either of you ever had a Lucid dream?"

The dark haired boy nods, but the other boy asks, "Well, what exactly is a lucid dream?"

I said, "Well, it's when you're dreaming, then you suddenly become "awake" in your dream--you become consious that you are dreaming, and if you have good control, you can do anything...."

I said that all in a way that left then both looking at me like it was the absolutely coolest thing ever.

So of course that made me want to show off a little. I continued "...like this."

And I suddenly stood up on the stair rail. Beside me was a three story drop onto concrete. I stood dramatically, then let myself fall backward. I fell until I was almost to the bottom, then righted myself and landed feet first. I then kicked off again. I did the same thing in reverse. As soon as I got to the ceiling, I turned so I was "standing" on the ceiling. Then kicked off again to the floor.

I believe a did this several times. I enjoyed the way it felt. It was like I was able to switch the direction of gravity in the middle. It was a very cool feeling.



Then I stop and decide that I really want to try the Pet Task that I was unable to succesfully complete last time.

I was standing in the middle of on set of stairs. To the side at the level of my face were some cats. My first thought was, "But these aren't my cats..." But then I quickly decided that I didn't care. I looked at the closest cat. There was something on its mouth. It looked like smashed cornflakes. It looked very unappealing. So I turned to the other cat. It also had the same stuff on its mouth. Their mouths looked almost sealed shut with it.

I looked for another pet. This time I saw a group of about four kittens. They were very small and very cute. I reached for one. They all kind of backed away, but I managed to get ahold of one. It was white with patches of dark brownish grey tabby. It's eyes were a dark grey. I set it down on the ledge that was eye level to my face. I told it that it could talk now. It opened its mouth and said an a small voice, "Cookie...."

I was a little confused as to what it meant--I used to have a cat named Cookie. So I asked it, "Do you want a cookie...or is that a name?" It just looked at me.

I then remembered that it was just a baby. So I made the question simpler. So I asked, "Do you want a cookie?" The tiny kitten nodded its head. I laughed a little and said to it, "But you're so little, you shouldn't be eating anything buy your mama's milk. Who's been giving you cookies?" But the kitten didn't answer.

I took off flying again. I flew outside. I was on the roof of a three story apartment building.

I remember thinking about how I had been talking about how cool it was to just fall backward off things...so I decided to do it again. As I stood at the edge about to fall, I thought, "Now am I really sure I'm dreaming. If I'm not, this will be fatal."

But I was already falling backwards. I didn't fall to the ground level, but just to a balcony on the floor below. I actually landed on a soft couch. I stood up again and was planning to fall backwards again, but I saw a pool down below. I remembered how I had wanted to do a Water Task. This wasn't the ocean, but a pool could be good practice for future water Tasks.

So I dived off the balcony and went straight in the water of the pool. I worked myself to the botton. I started to breath. It was a very strange feeling. It wasn't like I had rememberd before when I was breathing underwater just like it was air.

I could kind of feel the unpleasant feeling of water trying to come in through my nose. I had to block my nose breathing off. When I breathed through my mouth it felt like there were bubble appearing right in front of my mouth that I was able to suck in. It made a little bubbly noise as I did so. But it worked, I was able to breath. And it seemed significant to me that I would be able to breath like this indefinitely.

I looked around again to see if there was anything interesting at the bottom of the pool. I saw a guy and a dog also laying at the bottom.

I decided to try the Pet Task again with the dog. I started talking to it and asked it to talk to me. But suddenly the guy that was with the dog got mad at me. He said, " He's underwater! And you want him to talk!" --as if it would kill the dog for it to talk underwater. Of course this guy was talking underwater and it wasn't killing him.

I was trying to decide if I was going to debate this with the guy, but then I could feel myself losing the dream.

Old LD from 4-27-07

I had a bunch of short dreams last night. I went to bed with that feeling that I was going to lucid dream. i don't know why, but I can almost sense them coming.


Dream 1 (mini lucid):

I don't remember becoming lucid. I just remember being lucid. I was standing in the kitchen with my dad. My dad was looking down at something on the counter. He had a kind and knowing little smile on his face, and he was humming this tune.

I remember thinking that there was something very significant to the tune. I told myself that it was very important to remember this tune.

All I remember at this point is it was G A B (quarter note, quarter note, half note) repeated three times. After that it went on to something more complex that I no longer remember.

I believe this dream was inspired by Oneironaught's dream yesterday and my comments to him.

It worked. I had to lay in bed for quite a while. I even thought I wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep. But I did.

Old LD from 4-07

And I completed both Tasks!!

It started in a dream where I was trying to get away from this guy . He was big and liked me and was really creeping me out. I had to get away from him, so I ran into an office, then into a furniture store (even hid under a couch for a while).

Then I decided to come out. I realized it was very rude of me to run away. I need to confront him and tell him how I felt. And maybe he wouldn't be so bad after all.

Then I saw my family waiting for me. My dad (who is dead) was there.

Seeing my dad triggered lucidity. I went up to him. I thought "It's been so long".

I reached out and took his hands and noticed the way his skin felt.

I put my face to his and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. It felt so real. Just like it would have in real life. I almost forgot what I had wanted to be doing in a lucid dream. I just wanted to enjoy being with my dad.
But then he said something to me about my mom. I looked over at my mom, then my sister. Then I remembered.

"C, you have got to come with me to find a tree!" I ran out the building. She called after me, "Don't you want to take the car?"

I said, "I don't have time--any tree will do. There's got to be one close-by."

I ran out and saw that I was in a plant nursery. I looked around and saw no trees--just smaller plants.

Then I looked on a top shelf and saw a small tree in a pot. I jumped on the shelves and started to climb. The customers didn't like what I was doing and started to complain. I ignored them. I made it to the top where the tree was only to find out it was more of a vine. It was quite small.

Disappointed, I jumped back down and took off running.

I was now in a park. I saw over to the far end what looked like a big tree. When I got to it, though, I saw that it was hollowed out into a kids' play place. I could hear kids laughing inside and the splashing of water. At first I thought I would still try to hug it. But I realized that it was dead. I didn't think I could merge with a dead tree.

Finally in the very corner of the park I was a medium sized cottonwood. I ran to it. It's trunk wasn't very big (diameter of only 10 inches or so) but I grabbed ahold of it and started hugging. I hugged and hugged.

Then I started asking myself what "merging with a tree" was supposed to feel like. Had I merged yet?

I opened my eyes. I could see my shadow holding the tree. I figured as long as I could see my shadow separate from the tree I hadn't "merged". So I kept hugging, occasionally opening an eye to look at the shadow.

Finally I started to feel dizzy. I could tell something was finally happening. I couldn't see anything recognizable, and I felt like I was hanging upside down.

"I merged, " I told myself.


Then I thought about the basic Task. I was still dreaming. I figured I might as well try that one as well. As soon as I thought that I was back out of the tree and back to just hugging it.

I let go and looked around. There seemed to be some sort of Easter activity going on at the park. I guessed that they had had an Easter Egg hunt earlier. I saw a paper plate on the ground by a picnic table which had a picture of a pink Easter Bunny on it.

I started running again. I tried to decide if I was looking for a real bunny, a cartoon bunny, or someone dressed up as an easter bunny. I decided that which ever one I found I would count it.

I finally looked over and saw an Easter Bunny sitting in a chair. At first it looked like a person in a costume. But as I got close I could tell it was much too small for that.

He had just finished talking to a child. When that child left, I said to him, "Hello, Easter Bunny."

"Hello", he said back in a robotic sort of voice.

I couldn't think of anything to say to him, so I politely said, "How are you doing, Easter Bunny?"

"I'm doing fine, " he said back.


Suddenly I got excited as I realized I had completed both Tasks and unfortunately that woke me up.

12.11.2011

The Dream where I was Torn between the Man I Love and my Family (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was supposed to meet the man I love in a place (town? Resort?) by the sea, after not seeing him for months. I was very excited, but then I learnt that my parents were coming to see me too (I haven't seen them in as long).
I wanted to see my parents, but I was pissed that they were spoiling my reunion with Joan, all the more so since I'd pointedly avoided introducing them in the last year. I told them so on the phone and they were angry.
I was at the place already. I decided to let my parents come, and called Joan to tell him of the situation and that we could meet later. The next morning, I greeted my parents, and a minute later Joan appeared. He looked very good and smiled at me with a look saying he got things under control and he'd make sure to make a good impression on my parents, and I smiled back, reassured.

12.11.2011

The Dream where I was Torn between the Man I Love and my Family (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was supposed to meet the man I love in a place (town? Resort?) by the sea, after not seeing him for months. I was very excited, but then I learnt that my parents were coming to see me too (I haven't seen them in as long).
I wanted to see my parents, but I was pissed that they were spoiling my reunion with Joan, all the more so since I'd pointedly avoided introducing them in the last year. I told them so on the phone and they were angry.
I was at the place already. I decided to let my parents come, and called Joan to tell him of the situation and that we could meet later. The next morning, I greeted my parents, and a minute later Joan appeared. He looked very good and smiled at me with a look saying he got things under control and he'd make sure to make a good impression on my parents, and I smiled back, reassured.

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It was Thanksgiving and my dad had invited a ton of people to our house, friends and lots of distant relatives I'd never met. A queue began to form outside the doorway as people were waiting to enter and it snaked around the house. Eventually so much time passed that people sat down at tables in the line and were bringing their food outside to eat. Later on in the night I sat down next to my dad and expressed how ridiculous I thought it was to have invited so many people and how irritated I was. There was a plastic jug of pumpkin egg nog on his table which advertised it contained MSG. I began complaining that it was probably because he bought it at some cheap corporate supermarket.

Later that night when most people had left I found my cousins. Dad and Uncle Tony were stacking leftovers in his van to take home. I went inside and saw Tori and Lexy cleaning up around the place which had become like a hotel lobby. Objects were appearing where Lexy was mopping and I knew she was altering physical reality but at first I thought the objects were just 2D pictures and it was like an optical illusion. I went up to her and touched a giant cucumber she'd just placed on the floor and I realized the objects were tangible. She and Tori were smiling wryly and they wouldn't tell me how they did it. Stasia came over and they all looked at each other knowingly and she said, "You want to know how?" So I followed her outside.

It was daytime again and Stasia and I were far away from the house. She ran off the road down through a field of clover toward the edge of a forest. Through some trees was a small house and an abandoned-looking ice cream truck with twigs and branches poking into the windows. Along the side of the truck mixed in among pictures of ice cream were odd drawings, including one of a clown. I started to walk toward the house but Stasia didn't follow, and when I looked back a man was inside the truck talking and laughing with her. He drove away but a copy of the truck stayed behind and Stasia told me to get behind the wheel. I told her I didn't know how to drive.

Suddenly we were in the house and I was playing some driving game on a small TV on the coffee table in front of us. The house too seemed abandoned in that it was missing doors and glass from the windows, but it didn't seem unoccupied. There was graffiti on the wall and colorful toyish objects all over the place. Some of the objects were suspended in space or seemed plastic and virtual. I suddenly realized, comparing the graphics in the video game to the objects around me, that the house was like a physical collection of virtual data.

I started asking my cousin all kinds of questions and she spoke about "polypolyvore" or "polyvore-d." It was a plant or a drug you could eat to immerse yourself fully into the reality of the house. I knew I was only seeing fractions of everything that was there. I was incredibly excited and in awe of this discovery. I felt my whole life had changed. Stasia then said something about getting stoned at a stag party there once and I felt frustrated that she didn't appreciate everything the drug or the house had to offer.