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I was in the car with my dad driving. We were on a one way road and had to stop at an intersection. He pulled around the cars in front of us and parked the car in front of a huge, bright screen mounted to the curb. The front of the car bumped the underside of the screen. I looked up at the screen itself, and my vision warped.

I was in my bedroom on the computer. Like some kind of background train of logic slipped into place, I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I laughed at the strange sequence of events… What did my computer have to do with my dad driving around? I wondered how long I had been dreaming. Not very long, I realized. I immediately felt the dream fading as it always does, but I transformed myself into a wolf to put pressure on my hands and feet. I felt that would help. After a brief jog through a forest, I started flying around the world in one frame of reference. In the bedroom, I was gently floating through the air. I laughed when I saw what I was doing in the room. This was the dumbest stabilization technique I’d ever come up with. I turned back into a human. I had brief sexual thoughts, but I reminded myself not to pursue them this time. I would learn much more from experimenting with the dream state. I drifted down to a sitting position and rubbed my hands together. I brought them into view and saw that I was wearing black leather gloves. That explained why my skin felt so leathery. I pulled the gloves off and tried rubbing my hands again. It worked. The skin on my hands was so finely detailed afterward… I noticed every little stretch in the skin. I reminded myself not to get lost staring into them. I pinched myself in an attempt to inflict minor pain. I wanted to ground myself further in the dream. My hand just felt numb. I tried my arm, too – also numb. Whatever, I thought, at least pain wouldn’t distract me. As soon as I started toward the door, things became fuzzy and blacked out. I patiently waited without mental comment.

“Furley?” I heard my mom calling Austin from downstairs – that was her nickname for him around the house when we were younger. Her voice caused me to lose a little lucidity for a moment. Time to get up, I thought… Wait! My mom wouldn’t be in my dorm room, I reasoned. Vision rapidly came back, and my lucidity was back to where it had been before.

I “respawned” at my computer desk after a few moments. Chelsea walked into the room and handed me a soft drink from a fast food restaurant. About half of the drink remained.

“Are you done with that?” I asked, taking it from her. I wanted to try Coca Cola in a dream. I haven’t had it in a long, long time in waking life because it’s so acidic. The taste was convincing, and getting a drink was refreshing since my throat was so dry. I checked my hands… No gloves. Good! I noticed I was really warm because I was wearing my hoodie. I took that off and tossed it on the floor. Keeping myself warm wasn’t at all necessary… If anything, staying cold would keep me alert. Chelsea gave me a weird look when I pushed the chair back. She had been talking to me about something, but I wasn’t listening. I felt a little guilty, but it didn’t seem like it was that important. If it had been, I wouldn’t have been able to ignore it.

“Come with me…” I said. I grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. We went down a flight of stairs. I recognized our old house in Texas from the general layout, so I knew where to expect the front door. It was wide open. Clearly, I was on the right path.

“Where are we going?” Chelsea asked. I figured I could tell her she was a dream character, or I could let her see that we were in a dream for herself. I chose the latter option.

“Don’t worry about that. We’ll see.” I wasn’t sure myself. When we reached the door, I saw that it was raining. I smiled. I love rainstorms. “You don’t need shoes,” I told her, urging her out of the house even though she was barefoot. I didn’t notice I was wearing socks until I stepped onto the wet driveway. Just intending for them to go away was difficult, but I knew it would be better if I could feel the cold driveway under my feet. Chelsea was hanging back by the door to avoid going into the rain. “What’s wrong? Come on!”

“We do need shoes,” she objected. Sighing, I grabbed her arm and pulled her outside. “Wait!” she objected again. “We have to close the door!”

“There’s no one else in that house,” I laughed. “Stop worrying. Look at all of this!” Where there should have been houses, the terrain was just flat. It was nostalgic in ways – the same trees were there – but with all the buildings missing, it was so foreign. As we walked into the rain, the dream rapidly faded.

I found myself in my computer chair in my dorm room. I relaxed in the chair, attempting to go back to sleep. I wasn’t aware that this was a false awakening. A program called Dream Apache tracked my dreams from the previous night. It even listed the durations of each dream so I could determine the order in which I had them. I waited almost a full minute (53 seconds) in this relaxed state before my head seemed to swell. Was this what it was like to cross the threshold, I wondered? Tunnel vision went to darkness, eclipsing the blinking message on the screen that said “DREAM ACTIVE.” The program even told me where my dream body had gone, but I didn’t pay attention to that.

I felt hands grip my ankles. Interesting… I was dreaming again for sure. The hands were soft, but the force behind them was strong. I felt a forward tug. I was being pulled somewhere.

The rest has been omitted.

Before bed I took 800mg of valerian and 0.25mg of melatonin.

Fragments from early REM period

I am walking around the halls of my university. There are a lot of people in the halls with me. I believe that I am on my way to class...

... I am part of Uru again. There is a linking book somewhere, I think...

... I am looking at a computer screen. There is a picture of something entitled "dreamsign". It looks like the logo for one of the filmmaking companies. The kind of Celtic looking thing. As I look at it, it looks more like the Yeesha symbol from Uru...

Going to my Grandparents'

I am on my way to visit my Grandparents' house. There seems to be a time constraint on this, and my mother and I are trying to figure out the best way for me to get there. In the end, we decide that I will drive part way there, and when I am almost to their house to park the car and take a ferry across a small lake along the way. Somehow I think that this will be cost effective and possibly save time. I will call and schedule the ferry while I am driving.

Former Workplace

My mother and I are at my former workplace (a toy store) looking for a specific toy. We look in a few places for this thing (some kind of military hovercraft) but can't find quite what we are looking for. Then I remember that it is probably in the action figure section. I take her over to that area, but when we get there we see that all but one of the shelves are missing. I ask one of the current stockers what happened to the other shelves. He doesn't know (he is new). I ask another employee, but he doesn't know either.

Lucid at the Fair

I am walking down the road in the middle of our county fair. It is late in the season, and there are not many people visiting. Many of the stands are closing up for the year, and I look as I walk for familiar games and people. I am in my uniform (as though I were there to staff the public relations booth as I did when I was a park ranger). I am not there as a park ranger, but I have some other reason to go to the fairs. I think how nice it is that I get to go back to these old familiar places, and walk down the road feeling at ease.

I try to think of why I am at the fair. I can't exactly remember. Then I remember that being at the fair is a dreamsign. I stop walking, and turn to look behind me. Things look OK, but I am beginning to realize that I am dreaming.
I try to justify my being at the fair, but I can't. "So this is a dream," I say.

I look up at a concession stand to my right. As I do, I become aware that the dream is losing realism. I am in danger of losing the dream, and consider either preparing for a DEILD or hoping to WILD when I wake up. Then I decide to try my Dream Posession technique to stabilize it, and attempt to summon Monk. I am vaguely aware of somebody's presence at my side, and try to take posession of their body. This is partly sucessful, and I blink a few times to try to get the vision clear.

I decide to fly, hoping this will further put me in the dream. I float up into the air, and then come down through the top of the concession stand. There is a woman working in there. She is not overly beautiful, but she is pleasing to look at. I decide to kiss her, and do so. Around here I loose the dream.

Archaeology

I am with one of my colleagues at an archeological excavation. We are back at a rockshelter where we were two years ago, and are at first digging through snow. My colleague, Dr. B., points to a birdbath in the middle of a field and tells me how much he dislikes it. Then he describes a statue that used to sit in it, and how much he hated that. I think the birdbath is kind of attractive, and like the idea of the statue.

We continue digging through the snow. We try not to make too many footprints in it, but Dr. B. seems to be making a lot. Now the snow is moss, and we are removing layers of it. Now we are no longer excavating, but pulling weeds. And now we are digging through dirt looking for trash.

There is a lot of trash in the dirt, and we move down a line sorting through rubbish to throw away. I come across a pile of items, with some electronic equipment and stacks of old records. I am happy with this find, since I get to keep whatever I come across.

I'm in a car sitting in the passenger's seat, and my mom is driving. Behind me, sis in law J, with brother J next to her, and M next to him, behind my mom. M is cursing at me and saying horrible things (reminiscent of the day of the rage), and he is getting physically abusive towards me. My mom and brother J don't have any reaction to this, but sis in law J is giving M the middle finger. I'm crying and begging him to stop but he won't. He throws something out the window but I'mnot sure what. We stop at 7-11 and I get out and go in a side door. I walk into a bathroom and I'm washing my hands, and I see two toilets on top of each other, but the one of top is smaller.

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I'm running through the woods on a dirt road and I see a path leading off the road and I turn down it and trip and fall.. There are Native Americans coming towards me, and I didn't want them to see me but I wanted to watch them.

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I see my car in the parking lot at work and I notice something under my windshield wiper, like a folded yellow piece of paper.

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(from 2 nights ago) I am in GB's room and see a big white envelope on his bed and I'm wondering what it is.

I see that I typed a text to someone on my phone that just said "dark tired and empty".

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I'm in a hotel room with M. We have separate beds, but mine is like half the size of his. He's trying to talk to me about our situation, but I don't want to.

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I'm in a car, maybe a taxi, and I'm with someone else. We are driving over a bridge and I see city lights. Someone jokes "There's New York City!".. even though we are clearly in another country.. somewhere in South America maybe?

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I'm at work with a kid, EK, and I'm holding her hand as we walk through the administrative hallway. I punch out, and then she punches out too, but there's some confusion about things that are coming up on the time clock screen... signing up for memberships and whatnot, and having to pay. People around me are getting frustrated because I'm taking too long.

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I'm in a parking lot and I'm sitting in the passenger seat of a car. I take my clothes off (???) and quickly sit in the next car over, to the right. I'm totally cool with my nakedness, like it was a necessary action for me to take. A couple of guys I went to high school with, can't remember who exactly, walk by and see me. Then I'm driving, and I know it's going to rain so I close the sun roof.. there are so many layers to closing it and I still feel air coming through.

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I'm in some hilly, green, and grassy area with GB. Seems like it's up in the mountains somewhere. This is where he lives? There are a lot of people around, and there is a really warm vibe. We say we have something to do (I don't remember what).

03.03.2011

School Hallway (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 10:30pm Thursday, March 2-3rd, 2011
6:00am
Hours: 7:30m Alarm: 6:00am Audio: None

This first dream was fairly short, as i remember it, but it was probably longer in all actually, as in any other dream. I was in the hallway of the school, the upper left hallway where the history classes are. I was heading to class and Tessa and Carly were there, along with Jacob. I was about to go in, but i decided to talk to people instead, so i went over to Carly and the others.
The next thing i remember is being in class and being taught or talked to for a brief amount of time. And then it ended.

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03.03.2011

Driving, and Houses (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was fairly more extensive than the last dream. I was in the car with Jacob and his mother. It was dark outside and we were driving through a neighborhood filled with houses. We passed a house that was lit up and I noticed that the person inside was Kevin's Mom, or atleast someone who looked like her... I pointed it out to Jacob and his mom and they agreed with me. We all were kind of laighing and talking and we kept driving. It started to get light outside as we drove on and we came to some houses. They were white and they were halfway underground. They were white and they looked fairly attractive. It was a developement and it was pretty awesome, in the way that i admired them and thought they were cool. We were apparently in one of them, Jaocb and i got out of it quickly, and then Jacob's mom was trying to get out of a tiny exit in the top, her limbs were sticking out, but she was stuck. And then it ended as Jaocb and i were laughing.

dreamBirthday Party

I’m in the car with Pehry. He’s driving pretty recklessly with someone else in the front seat telling him to slow down. We take a sharp turn into my dad’s auto shop. The parking lot is full of tiny cars for children but exact versions of their bigger counterparts. I keep saying I want one, and then remember that I “have” one, a tiny tan minivan. It’s parked out back.

We get out and go into my dad’s shop. It’s a party inside; it’s my birthday! My family and friends are all inside. No one pays too much attention to me, but in my dream world this isn’t strange and I am content just walking around looking at the things in the shop.

I walk over to my Nana who is sitting around a turntable. There are old nursery rhyme records all stacked on it. I go through it and each one is colored and decorated with story elements: one is green with a frog, one is red with a pony, one is blue with a bear, etc.

My mom comes over to me and gives me a little ticket. It says “dunk house” and I interpret this as a ticket for me to go into one of those dunk booths at the fair. I quickly give it back to her, and she explains that my Nana is in the dunk house at the fair this year and with this ticket I can dunk her no matter if I hit the target or not.

Everyone keeps doing their thing at this mini-party and Autumn comes in from somewhere. She has her school bag, and I “know” that the door behind me connects to a few classrooms. Because she’s really big, everyone gets nervous and kind of moves towards the middle of the room to make room for her (she’s not THAT big).

She comes over to me and talks about missing a certain project that she’ll have to re-do.

“What? No, that project was that we had to listen to records in class. Why would you have to do that out of school? It’s so easy and dumb,” I say. She has her usual bad attitude and just shrugs her shoulders and says mean shit about everyone around us.
Someone outside is driving a specially-made car.

“Isn’t that the car Marty made that runs off blood instead of gasoline?” I say.

“Yeah I know about Marty,” Autumn retorts as if it’s “cool” to know Marty and she wanted to make sure I knew that she knew about him. We talk about how the problem with the car is that the blood soaks through the seats and stuff so your clothes get bloody and you can’t keep papers on the seats and stuff like that.

Fragment

I walk into a really small classroom. There’s a substitute teacher (who is an actual teacher at a school I went to) and a chocolate cake sitting on the only table in the room.

“Fuck yeah!” I say as I come in and sit down. The kids behind me are excited too: cake and a substitute. I have déjà vu (or perhaps I dreamed this before, or perhaps a dream memory) that I had been to this class and had cake before.

I get a little embarrassed because I don’t know how to sit without being too close to anyone. Kate (a…friend of mine) is here. We all take big slices of cake and talk about dumb things.

We have a project to do in class: listen to a few certain records. The teacher changes from the substitute to my old U.S. History teacher.

Fragment

Jack, Heather and I are looking through a big dumpster of metal scraps, looking for good pieces to put into a trash compactor. We are having a lot of fun doing this.

Fragments of Fragments

• A room made of zebra print. Not painted over or wallpapered, but the structure is the patterns of zebras.
• I check a letter written to Morpheus, looking for a response. I go through sheet after sheet, looking for markings.
• I go downstairs and make myself toast.

So I'm going to call the house I grew up in "I-17". It's just easier. I'm with my brother T and some other people.. family, and we are driving by I-17. We see the front door is open, so we stop the car. I hear a dog barking and I run up to the front of the house and close the door. There wasn't a doorknob, so I'm not sure if I did a good job closing it. I go back to the car and check the mailbox. There is a book that I wrote (??) in the mailbox, but the letters are all messed up and my name is spelled wrong. I see the receipt for it inside, and I paid $68 for it.

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I'm somewhere warm, I think I'm in FL. I am looking out on a beach and see mountains in the water. I see polar bears running down the mountains and then getting attacked and I watch them being eaten by black bears. Then there are no polar bears left, and I think it's a result of global warming. I wasn't scared, but sad feeling.

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At work, I am sitting on the ground and one of the kids, CH is hitting me. I feel him hit my face a few times. I look in the mirror and see I have bruises around my left eye, but thought it didn't hurt as much as it should have based on how bad the bruises are. Someone comes by and I tell them "It was like a dream because I felt like I couldn't move!" kind of ironic. Whoever I told agreed with me. I leave work early.

I'm in my kitchen with my brother J and uncle J.. My uncle is looking to go on a vacation to Jax Beach. J tells him that I know a lot about that area. Uncle J tells me he's staying on 2nd St, and I ask him "Beach side?" and he says yes and I get excited... I tell him the south end of 2nd St. is my favorite part.

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I'm in a grocery store with GB and we're looking for a mango. I see these two tiny little stuffed animals and I start cracking up. Then somehow we are at a house (actually in the living room of the house I grew up in) and there's a bunch of people there, even a couple developmentally disabled people (one older guy in particular). Later GB and I are in a car with my mom and she's driving. He says something about fixing his shirt and my mom stops the car in front of some storage place and he gets out and she drives away. He's back in the car again and we are driving down a hill, and he says that she can just drop us off, that we don't need to go with her.

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I'm walking in the lower level hallway at work. There's people behind me, but I have one of the kids, DC with me. We are walking to go to the bus ramp. DC starts to get agitated and then he yells in my face. I think I speak to him in a tone of voice that is completely out of character, like kind of aggressive. DC bites my hand and scratches me but I'm able to get both of his hands. We walk out to the bus. I'm standing on the bus and see my finger is bloody, DM says "Just because you love him doesn't mean when he hurts you that you don't have to clean it."

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I'm looking at a picture of JM (JB) and AC. They are laughing and I think, I should have been there too.

My Notes
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I remember dreaming I was having a lucid dream. I was having fun driving around in circles in a car. I kept fiddling with the gear lever, which only went up and down, wondering why it didn't work.

Oh. and I'm also going to be trying out the "Instant-WILD technique by Michael Raduga. Check out this thread.

steve was driving me somewhere and we were talking and i tried to take pictures of some light up birds on my phone. they were flying high in the sky and they looked really cool. at first i thought they were fireflies. but steve told me they were birds. i wanted to take pictures of them with my phone. i started to try and then i noticed i could zoom in really close to them, and then turn the camera 360 degrees from that point. it was amazing. it was like i was flying with them. swooping over mountainous terrain and just gliding along. it was a really great dream. i'm not sure where steve was driving to or if i returned to the "car imagery" once i was flying with the birds.

1st successful WILD: I'm laying in bed and I keep looking at my phone to see what time it is (I was doing this all night... couldn't stay asleep). Then I look and see the time keeps changing.. then my phone sticks to my hand like a magnet and ..LUCID! I'm spinning my phone around my hand. I want to sit up but I can't... I kind of feel like I'm falling off the bed. I see both my arms in front of me but not clearly... my arms were behind my head the whole time though.

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I'm in an attic with a kid from work, JRO, and he's kind of wrestling with me a little. He starts walking on a part of the floor where the wood isn't lined up right and I'm afraid he's going to fall through the slats. He leaves and I'm outside by a fence, same house. There's a bull in a pen and these two guys ask me to open a gate so they can let the bull out. I realize another kid from work SS is running around. I start to freak out because I don't want the bull to go after him. The bull charges out and I say "Can someone please help?!" then the bull starts coming after me. Someone tells me to get inside and the bull is right behind me... I get inside but just behind a screen door. Then I see the bull chasing SS.

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I'm in a house, and there are tons of people there. It's really clear that some people I see represent other people, but look nothing like them. It's 4am (when I contemplated getting up because I couldn't stay asleep) and everyone is sitting around a table eating breakfast. I see M there and don't understand why he didn't tell me about it. A couple people come in drunk, they've been out all night, but I think most people just woke up. At some point everyone goes outside and there's a house on fire. I look down the line of houses and see they're all catching on fire. The crack in the sidewalk has like.. a thread of fire running through it. I run down to the house I was in, even though I knew there was nothing I owned in the house and that everyone was already outside. I run up the stairs inside the house and I'm crying and out of breath.

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There is a hill I'm walking up in some woody place... A guy asks me if it's a good fishing spot to catch small fish, or if it's legal to catch small fish there.. something like that, and I tell him yes. I'm laying on a sort of cliff looking up at the sky. I sit up to take a sip of water from a glass and there's a spider on it.

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I'm sitting at a bar during the day talking to the bartender. I think he's kind of hitting on me. Somehow I end up in a bed and I realize I'm at his house and that I need to get the hell out.. I have my phone charger and it's all wrapped around some other wire.

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I walk into a room and see some guys I know, specifically RL and EL. They're looking at books on drawing and I want to see what it is. I sit down and one of them shows me the book, can't remember what it was they were learning to draw, but someone says "It takes like 10 seconds." Someone calls me from the door I came in and I have to leave. The guys are leaving too. EL hugs me as I leave.. random.

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I'm in my car driving and M is in the passenger seat and he's crying. Then he says "Do you hear that noise?" and I say, "It's a box in the back filled with papers. It's sliding back and forth."

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I'm on a rolly chair in my basement and I say "I'm going to go lucid". I don't. But I do crawl on the ground around this nonexistent part of the wall by the bathroom.

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Someone (definitely a woman) says she doesn't want to be married to me anymore. She says "You're too religious!" and I say "Wow that shows how much you know about me." She says "Well then that's another reason!" weeeirrd.

14.02.2011

Night drive, day scape. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wad driving in the freeway. My wife was next to me and we were talking about some psychic exercises I was doing. My wife recalled some psychic attack I did to someone in waking several months ago. My wife told me, "I love your dark energy." I do not know where the heck this comes from... I am a good guy and a spirit of light! I guess my darker ego showed up in the dream. I found funny what my wife told me.

It was very hard for me to drive. I could not drive straight in my lane and I would change lanes without wanting to. I also could not keep a constant speed while driving. My vision was very blurry and I felt extremely tired. We arrived to some sort of mall and I saw everything super blurry. I felt it was not normal for me to be so tired, having a big time driving and such a low vision. I checked my hands. My index finger was very thin and long. I knew I was dreaming, but I needed more proof. I asked my wife to please check her hand. She also had six fingers. I decided to take a flight to make my dream stable, however, my lucidity was not great. I followed the plot of the dream and lost lucidity.

We entered the mall and my wife was mad at me for some present I gave her or something I do not recall well. She suddenly told me, "Yeah right, go get one of those 75% discount sunglasses like you always do." Funny, I have never bought my wife sunglasses in waking, I wonder why I dreamed that. I told her I was not going to buy any sunglasses this time.

I wanted to leave the mall, however, it had no windows, no doors and the roof was made out of steel. All I wanted to do was to leave. I saw some sort of reception and saw an exit behind reception. I could see the sun coming from the outside. I turned lucid again, it was night a while ago, it was impossible to be day so fast. I walked towards the reception and said, "12th floor, please." The receptionist told me, "There is a private party there and you have no ID." I told her I just wanted to go through the door to be able to exit the mall, I did not plan to take the elevators. She informed me, "We are going to need an attorney to witness you are indeed just exiting the mall." I replied, "Oh, come on... This is a dream, I will wake up eventually!" I had no dream control on this particular dream. I saw some guys approaching the door. They were granted access. I got next to them and ran outside.

A guy asked me how much did I charged for a Tarot reading. I told him I was dreaming in that moment. The guy was surprised. Before I decided to take a flight, I lost imagery of the dream.

I had a FA in my room. I had a ton of e-mails from Amity, however, when I tried to read one, it would not open. I also started to write down the dream in my pillow and read some scripts about meditation when I woke up for real.

I hate dreaming about spiders. They're the worst DX

So I was at my mom's house with her and my sister Amy. Every once in a while a big spider would scuttle across the floor and they were popping up more and more frequently. Then a big, lanky, hairless, sky-blue spider with a white hourglass-shaped mark on its back (like a black widow's mark) bit my sister. I had to drive her to the hospital and the car I was in had no roof. It didn't feel like a car; it felt more like a horse and buggy but without the horse.
As I was driving I kept running into all these obstacles and I kept hitting other cars and driving off. Once I was ran into the curb by another car so a bunch of race cars could go by! I was getting really frustrated. My sister's bite was cold to the touch, which was a good thing because it meant the venom wasn't spreading quickly. When we finally got to the hospital, the bite was growing warm, which was bad. I woke up before we went inside.

Man, I'm itching for another lucid dream! DX
I can only attempt to WILD twice a week and I've never succeeded yet. I need a method to try in the meantime...-_-

I'm alone in the house I grew up in, upstairs. It's dark and I can't turn the lights on, kind of like the power is out. For some reason I am sooo freaked out.. I'm crying and in total panic. I'm frantically flipping light switches. I think the house might be haunted. I run to go downstairs and I'm out of breath. I woke up all sweaty and crying.

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I'm sitting on a school bus and GB is in the seat across from me. There's a girl sitting next to him and she keeps touching him but he isn't paying attention to her. I say "fuck! nononono!!" and he looks over at me but I act like I didn't see him there. He sits with me and I think he wants to talk to me, but I can't look at him.

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I'm playing a game like a cross between Bananagrams and Pentago... There's two other people there, but I only saw one (a guy in his late thirties with a goatee and a hat on). I don't understand the rules or how to play but I have a lot of pieces in front of me, but I don't know how I got to this point.

Horror of drugs (That aren't marijuana)

I was in a big parking lot on the side of a highway. I was there to make a drug deal with two other people that I didn't know. I kept getting nervous because cars kept driving really fast through the parking lot. I kept thinking that one of them would be a cop. We were about to give up on finding the drugs, when one of the people I was with saw it. He reached his hand down a gutter and pulled out a plastic bag full of adderall pills.

Later, time skipped some and I had taken some adderall at my house. I felt sped up and kind of light headed. My old friend JP had come over, which was strange because our friendship ended on pretty bad terms. I knew that he had come over, but I couldn't find him anywhere in the house. I knew something was wrong, so I went out into the garage and JP was sitting in my car, in the passenger side seat. In the driver seat there was a little girl who JP was helping smoke out of my pipe. She had blond hair and looked as though she was two to three years old. I had never seen her before.

I opened the car door and grabbed the pipe from the girl, putting it in my pocket. I put out my hand towards the plastic bag full of pills that JP was holding, but he held back. I told him that he could keep the pills. I didn't want them because I could get in trouble with them. I then picked up the girl and felt her shaking. She had smoked crushed up adderall pills out of my pipe. I asked JP how much she had smoked. I forgot what he said. I told him how bad it was and that I may have to take her to the hospital. When I said this I looked at the girl to make sure she didn't understand what I was saying. I asked him if he did it just to get back at me or something.

He said "Honestly, yes."

I then told him that I wouldn't be the one paying for it and that it was worse for the little girl than me.

He was now in the back of my car and three girls were in the car with him. At this point the little girl had disappeared from my hands. I asked them why they didn't stop him and they all they said that they didn't know it was harmful. I called them all names over and over. I started to leave to go inside and they followed me to the door. They all started to look pretty nervous as I threatened how much trouble they would be in. I went in and walked past my parents in the living room going straight to my room. I held the pipe in my pocket to make sure it didn't fall out. I would put it away before I told my parents what was going on.

Strange club

I was with this girl who needed to get home to Texas from where we were at. She had blond, shoulder length hair and blue eyes. I think we were in a major city in California. We had maybe come from Yellowstone. We hadn't traveled very far though, so my dream logic must have failed me and thought that California was close to Yellowstone.

I started to drive her out into the city a bit to find a hotel. Later she told me that the next day I would need to drive her to Iowa to catch a plane home. I told her that I couldn't and that she would have to take a bus or something. For some reason I felt scared to not take her. After I told her that I couldn't take her she said that she had no reason to live. She turned into an old woman with messy, gray hair and went out in traffic, getting hit by a vehicle. She splattered into a white liquid material after being hit.

Time skipped and I then ended up in this club in the same city. It was just a huge slab of concrete with people dancing everywhere. I found a section that was for gay people and everybody said that it was where I belonged. There was a train of eight to ten guys rubbing against each other. Most of them were old, black men. I didn't really feel comfortable with this. I tried to leave but was frozen and couldn't move for a second. I finally got away from it.

I sat down next to some other people. Then a person started to speak to us from a stage at the front. He told us that the brown squares on the floor were made of something special. He let us guess for a while what they were made out of and some of the people around us thought it something dangerous. He then said that if there were any thieves that he was afraid they would take what it was. He then revealed to us that the brown squares were marijuana. The people around me tore some of the pieces from the floor and said they were taking some home.

I then grabbed my suitcase and started to leave. It fell open though and I noticed that another suitcase had been inside of it. This suitcase was unzipped and I could see that it was completely empty. I hadn't packed any of my clothes when I left Yellowstone and was scared I would have to go back to where I was to get them. I thought about calling my parents to ask what I should do.