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Saturday, 3/17/12

DR 4am
MTV, Jersey Shore (watched it before bed)

WBTB 4:58 - 5:55 GM4+Ch300 5:45 watched WBTB, visualization and OBE videos on youtube/WBTB
9am WILD (10-15min long)
I visualize my town and my moms kitchen - the destination. I start to see swirls and colors - yellow-green ice moon. Then I'm flying over street C. towards my house. The movement stops and I see the towns church in the distance. I say I...am...there..., but nothing happens. I know why - I don't like to land there.
Then my flight over street continues and I see the apartment building right next to my house. This time when I say I...am...there, I mean it and I materialize in moms living room. The apartment buildings are awash in soft light of afternoon sun and they are brilliantly vivid, detailed, colorful and beautiful.
Little A. spots me first and runs to the grownups in the kitchen. I follow him. I'm not sure they can see me. So I touch my moms knee and my aunts knee, as they are sitting at the table. Now they can see me and they are ok with that.
There is so many cakes and sweet stuff, I immediately start stuffing my face. First with something my mom made - cookies made from pecans with some jam layer. Then laskonky from store. There are also kremese, and some pineapple upside down cake and some green cake with chocolate. I'm starting to get a stomach ache from all the sweet stuff, so I just cut off a piece from all of them.
I also eat some ham. Lots of ham. As I partially wake up, I'm still chewing and swallowing.
There are some guests in the living room. They brought the lemon chocolate and pineapple cakes. We are talking. I turn down the volume on the TV.
I'm reading some newspaper, looking for my name in it for some reason.
I know they had some beer when I arrived, but now there is none. I'm upset.

DR at 11:44am
I'm suppose to meat an indian guide on a hill for a lesson. When I get there, I see someone approaching. She is gliding on the air, like Tibetan lamas. When she stops in front of me, I see she is a pretty young indian woman, long black hair, dressed in traditional indian attire.
Then we are in a building. She is suppose to teach me how to levitate/glide through air in waking life. I tell her I used to do that, when I was a child. I show her how. I jump in the air and flap my arms really hard. To my surprise, I don't fall back down. It's a great feeling to by flying.

***sometime during transition, I heard music. So I thought, if I put on some LD inducing music, it will help me get lucid. I put on my laptop (not IWL, still in the transition part) and immediately feel strong headrush and acceleration. I got lucid. For a moment I worried, how will I turn the music off now, so it doesn't wake me up. But it stops by itself. ***

I have had 2 more LDs this last week but haven't written them down. I'll jot down a few notes so I don't forget.

LD 1: I became lucid and started to fly. Then I realized I wanted something yummy to eat, so I flew into a store and found what looked like rice crispy treats, but tasted more like carmel corn.



LD2: I was flying and became lucid. I flew past some beautiful buildings and out towards the ocean

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 5-9-07

I had a lucid dream last night!

I actually woke up this morning about an hour and a half before I had to get up. I thought back and was frustrated when I couldn’t remember a single dream. I wasn’t feeling very tired, but I made myself go back to sleep so I could squeeze out just one dream. I usually can do that, even if it is just a short dream—and that’s all I wanted—just something that I could write down in my dream journal. It didn’t even matter to me at that time if it were lucid or not.

I did go back to sleep. And I did dream. I even had a lucid dream. The problem was that it was a very long complex dream. When I woke up, I thought, “Oh my gosh…how am I going to be able to figure that all out.

So I started by writing down all the things I remembered doing in the dream, lucid or not. Then I tried to sort them into the “before I became lucid”, “while I was lucid” and “after I was lucid” parts.

Then—I sorted through each section and put it together the way I best remembered and the way it seemed to make the most sense. And I actually think I did a pretty accurate job considering how mixed up I felt when I first awakened.

So after all that, here is the dream:


Dream:


It started non-lucid. I was following Jeff. He was walking toward the back of a building and was about to go in a side door. I remember passing a large sand castle that was by the door. I had no idea where Jeff was going, but I felt I needed to go too.

We went into the building. I believe we were separated at this point. I remember sitting in what looked like a waiting area. I remember this boy (about 12 years old) showing me some of his drawings. I then was watching something on a TV screen.

I’m not sure of the transition here. It may be that I was watching something on TV and then I was suddenly there. But next thing I remember was standing next to a large ferris wheel. People were climbing on it. There were ladder-like things to get to the seats.

Suddenly the ferris wheel starts spinning. I start seeing people falling off of it to the concrete below. I felt horrified. I thought that surely it was killing them. I didn’t want to be seeing this.

So—I decided in my mind that the people wouldn’t die. One by one, they picked themselves up off the ground and brushed themselves off and walked away. I felt much better.

Then I remember I was climbing the ladders on the ferris wheel. I was thinking, "If I were dreaming I could climb this with just my hands." --(that is something I have always liked to do in dreams—use my upper body strength and pull myself up things without using my legs). So I start climbing the ladder with just my arms. I remember it actually felt good. I could feel my muscles working but it had the satisfation of a good stretch.

Then it hits me—finally—that I actually am dreaming. Then I thought, “Of course I am—duh—it takes me long enough to figure this out.”

So I did the first thing that came to mind. I started to fly. For some reason I didn’t think about doing the Tasks at all. Instead I thought about how I really wanted to make this dream into a complex story line. I wanted to make it my story. But I decided it might be easier to start with something like Star Wars. I have always wanted to have a Star Wars LD anyway.

So as I flew I decided that I needed to be in space. And without any effort I was suddenly soaring though the stars. It was so beautiful and incredible.

I thought about how I had always wanted to do that, and I had never been able to do it before. I had read about others doing it and wondered how they managed to do it because it seemed to be a difficult thing to do. And I was so amazed how this just happened naturally for me in this dream.

I also thought about how everything was just too quiet. I wanted to hear a soundtrack. But I wasn’t able to get music going.

I noticed as I flew though the stars, that the stars seemed to be more concentrated above me. It started looking more to me like a flat ceiling. But I decided not to let that bother me too much. This was my first time creating a flight through space, and it was pretty darn good.

I realized that my next goal was to find a space ship. I really wanted to find Darth Vader and confront him. I looked below me and I now saw a white medium sized space craft. It was a dirty white with yellow and black trim. I knew Darth Vader was on that ship.

I flew to it. I knew that it I flew into it fast enough that I would fly right through the sides and end up inside. And it did.

Unfortunately (and this kills me), this is the part of the dream I remember the least. Something happened on that ship, but I have no memory what it was. But I do remember the dream suddenly fading.

I was suddenly back in a house. There was a hallway with a mirror at the end in front of me. I knew I was still in the dream. I also knew that if I ran straight at the mirror, that it would transport me back to space.

So I ran toward the mirror and was again back in space. I saw the same ship in front of me. I flew right at it. But instead of slipping back inside, I hit the outside. This time it was too solid for me to get it. I was very disappointed. Again the dream faded.

I was back in the hallway with the mirror. I ran at the mirror again. But this time, instead of going through it I bumped right into it. The mirror was very real feeling. I touched it, and the glass felt smooth and cool.

I decided that I would just run in to the wall. So I tried again. But I hit the wall. I thought, “No…no….now I am doubting and it’s not working. I have to believe. I have to believe…..”

So I took a dive and tried to go through the floor. But again my head just hit the carpet. Everything felt so real and so solid. Disappointed, I stood up. I made myself float and started doing back flips and the air. It felt really good to do those.

Suddenly I heard Jeff’s voice talking to me. I closed my eyes and then thought, “oh no, closing eyes in a lucid dream makes you wake up!”

I open them. Jeff was standing next to me. We were back in that original building. I had fallen asleep in the chair in the waiting room.

I said, “Jeff, you just woke me up from a lucid dream.” When I saw that he looked sorry, I added, “But I guess you had no way of knowing. It’s okay.”

He said, “If it helps, I brought you some ice cream.” He handed me a square container that had some cookies and cream flavored ice cream in it. It was fairly melted.

I took a few bites and was amazed at how good that tasted to me. Then I thought, “Isn’t there a reason that I’m not supposed to be eating this?” I didn’t want there to be any reasons, so I kept eating it.

Then I thought, “It’s the sugar. I’m not supposed to be eating sugar. And that’s right—I’m Raw Vegan now! I’m really not supposed to be eating this. How could I have forgotten?”

It then comes to me—I’m still in the dream! I never did wake up. I looked back in the bowl. All that is left is the melted ice cream at the bottom that is completely runny. I put a corner of the bowl to my mouth and drink the rest of the ice cream. I thought, “This is great. I ate all this ice cream and I didn’t mess anything up!”

At that point I woke up for real.

Old LD from 2-14-07

Wow...I just did another Task of the Month. And how appropriate, considering it is Valentine's Day.

I had gotten to sleep in, and I had been awake for a bit, but decided that today would be a good chance to do a WBTB. I wanted to get the Task done, and I thought that since it was Valentine's Day I might have extra inspiration to get the Task completed.

The dream started with me looking over a balcony of an apartment in which I supposedly lived. There were lots of people below in the yard or road or whatever was below the balcony. I remember thinking that something was not quite right with this. And I suddenly realized that I was dreaming.

I looked back down. I had to find someone to ask to be my Valentine. I saw some teenage boys from the neighborhood. At first I was reluctant, but then said to myself, "It doesn't matter--this is my dream--no one will know that I asked them to be my Valentine in a dream."

So I glided down the the ground level. And went up to M and asked him to be my Valentine. He looked at me like he thought I might be playing some sort of trick on him. He squinted his eyes a little and said, "Are you serious?"

Then my dream faded.

But I ended up back in the apartment and was still lucid. This time I recognized it as my friend E's apartment (of course it was not his either in real life). His family was there along with some family friends. They had been making cookies with sprinkles, but were now cleaning up.

I wanted to try the Task again, to see if I could get a better answer.

I asked E's sister. She said, "Sure, why not."

Then I asked a blond girl, "Will you be my Valentine?"

She said, "Yeah, because I owe you." I looked at her somewhat confused.

She said, "The meeting tonight......I'll be getting you your pin and uniform."

At first I felt slightly alarmed, then thought "There is no meeting. This is just my dream. How funny that my brain would come up with that."

Then I asked another girl that was about 15. (There were only girls in the room--no guys.)

She said that she couldn't be my Valentine because she was already a sister.

I asked her why she couldn't be both. And then she went on about not being able to drive herself anywhere and how she was a burden on others because of that. It didn't actually make a lot of sense. But I let her go on.

Then a guy in his late 20's walked in with a little girl about two years old on his shoulders. I walked up to him to ask, but at the last minute I asked the little girl instead. She couldn't talk so I didn't expect an answer. But I just talked to her like you do to a toddler. "Hi...you are just so cute...hey, do you want to be my Valentine? That would be fun, huh? And, see, you are wearing hearts on your dress. You are already all dressed up for Valentine's Day."

At that point I figued I'd asked enough people...an interesting variety...and had gotten an interesting variety of answers.

I thought, "What else can I ask them?" I thought back to the Task in November where we were supposed to ask people of we were dreaming. I decided to do that again.

So I started with the blond girl whose meeting I was supposed to attend that night. I asked her if I was dreaming and she nodded and said yes.

I went down the line and everyone was saying yes. Finally the last girl I got to I asked, "But how do you know I am dreaming?" I really wanted to know what she would say.

She said, " Because this all sounds like it is being recorded in a studio." (I was not expecting that answer). And the funny thing is as she said that sentence, her voice started sounding all echo-y and unnatural.

Then the dream faded again.

BUt I ended up back in the apartmant again. This time it was empty. I looked at the table that still had lots of sprinkles left on it fron the cookies they were making.

I suddenly had an idea inspired by my mom.

In real life my mom and I started eating a raw vegan diet about 6 weeks ago. A few weeks ago she told me about a dream she had where she was eating pork, and then became lucid (her first lucid dream--and it was just from listening to me talk about it). She then thought, "Well, since this is just a dream, I might as well finish eating this pork" Since it was tasting so good.... .

So looked around the apartment. I saw some cookie dough and put it in my mouth. It didn't taste as good as I had wished. I remembered that in real life I had been craving peanutbutter cookies with chocolate chips.

I opened the fridge. And sure enough, on a plate all made up nice and with plastic wrap over it was a large batch of that kind of cookie. I took one and ate it and was incredibly thankful that my dream taste buds were fully working in this dream.

I started to take another, then paused, momentarily feeling guilty for taking the cookies that E's mom had put away. It was obvious that they were supposed to be a gift for someone.

I then had to remind myself that this was still my dream--that's why I was getting to eat these in the first place. That no one with ever miss these cookies.

So I spent the next five minutes (or so it seemed) just eating one cookie after another

I was eating lunch in my school's cafeteria.
I was making myself a chicken sandwich and was mixing ranch dressing and ketchup for sauce.
An acquaintance (in real life) whom I had never liked named Lauren tried to take my sandwich from me.
I decked her in the face and told her to fuck off feeling very proud of myself as I walked away.

I was out at dinner with 3 childhood friends: Amy, Ashlyn and Kurt at some hibachi joint in Chinatown.

Ashlyn and Amy sat next to each other across from Kurt and I at the table.

I was talking with Ashlyn about modeling and we were getting competitive constantly trying to one up each other.

When dinner was over, I desperately wanted dessert, but no one else did. They got mad at me when I ordered some banana pudding. I was getting a lotof flack for making them sit there while I eat an extra corse.

The waiter then came and brought mugs full of steaming liquid each a different pastel color and announced that this was on the house.

We all started drinking this complementary liquid when a few drops of each of our liquid dropped into a grate that bordered our table like a moat.

The liquid began to become a solid and materialized into this Gila monster looking creature and it chased us out of chinatown.

Color-coding key:
Awake, Non-lucid, Possibly lucid? (not sure), Lucid, Lucid 'dream within a dream,' [Commentary made while awake]

[This morning, my alarm went off at 7:30. I had planned to get up and write, but I still felt so sleepy that I decided to sleep in. I believe I had all these dreams during the extra hour I slept in. Again, I don't remember the transitions that connected them, if there were any, which is why this entry may seem fragmented.]

I'm out somewhere with my parents and T&P [some real-life friends of ours]. We're in a gravel parking lot, getting into our cars to go somewhere. I'm driving my own car by myself. I follow the other car, which has my parents and T&P in it, out of the parking lot and along a narrow, gravel-covered alley. There are two big rocks in the middle of it. I watch the other car drive over them and worry that my car isn't high enough off the ground to clear them, but it does, with no problem.

I have a small patch of thick, dark-brown hairs growing out of a mole on the right side of my chin. I want to pull all the hairs out with tweezers, but I look for the tweezers and can't find them. Later, I look in the mirror again and have a short, but thick beard, with only a couple of long hairs straying outside of the beard zone. I still can't find the tweezers, so I try to pull them out with my fingers, but can't; they're too solidly rooted. I continue playing with those hairs with my fingers as I go about the rest of my day. [Funny how at no point during this sequence did I think to question the situation; I'm a girl! I do, however, find and pull on stray hairs like that often in real life.]

I'm explaining to someone, over the phone [I think], that J&L have passed away. The conversation continues, and I say something about how hard it must be for the other person to find this out. [J&L are the original owners of the house I'm now renting. I've had this conversation over the phone at least twice in real life. Even though I never actually met them, it's still hard to tell people that news.]

I'm in a body of water, and there's this little cartoon guy swimming in the water. He has a mask and a snorkel on. There is a song playing: “let's go swimming under the sea!”, it says, or something like that. I'm following the little cartoon guy as he swims through the water. I have my own snorkel, but no mask. I don't really need it, though, because when I duck my head below the surface, I can see underwater just as clearly as if I were wearing a mask, and the water doesn't sting my eyes at all. Then, the little cartoon guy starts diving deeper under the water. I think to myself, It annoys me when cartoon characters do that when they only have a snorkel. [Somewhere toward the beginning of this dream, I became aware that I was dreaming, but I don't remember precisely when, nor what triggered it.] I want to continue following him under the water, and I think to myself, I can breathe underwater in dreams. My known dream ability to breathe water activates at this thought. I abandon the snorkel and continue following the little cartoon guy. We're in what looks like an ocean. The water is deep blue, and there are sea creatures of some kind swimming in it.

I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom, going to sleep. I even feel sleepy. While I'm getting into bed and falling asleep, I think about the fact that I'm going to be in a a dream as soon as I fall asleep, and that I'm going to be lucid and take conscious, intentional action while I'm there. [I remember having a specific mission in mind, but I don't remember what it was.] After a few seconds, I roll sideways out of bed and know that I'm in the dream world. [I think some kind of dream followed, but I don't remember it now. After that dream ends,] I'm back in the same bedroom again, and I go through the same sequence of falling asleep and knowing that I'm about to enter a lucid dream. This time, I sit up in bed to enter the dream, and then climb out of bed and step away from it, towards the door of the room. I cast a sidelong glance over at the bed and get a glimpse of myself, lying asleep. I quickly look away. I think, I know this is a dream room, and that that isn't actually my real body, but still, it's creepy. [I'm pretty sure I was aware that I was dreaming throughout this entire sequence, even the parts where I was falling asleep.] The reason I know that the whole experience is just a dream is that the bedroom I'm in isn't mine. The walls are painted a dark, cool color, the bedclothes match the walls, and the room is longer and narrower than my real one.

From that unfamiliar bedroom, I walk out into a plaza surrounded by buildings. It is a sunny day. There are signs in the plaza directing people to an area where a birthday party is being held for a child. I walk into that area and find a table with a bunch of party food set out on it. From that table, I take a cupcake and start eating it, without bothering to take the paper off first. I want to take advantage of the opportunity to do that. I know that this is my dream body, so I don't have to worry about the paper doing me any harm, and in addition, I don't have to worry about what the DCs around me will think if they see me eating the cupcake paper. The cupcake itself feels and tastes exactly like cupcakes do in real life. I walk around while eating it, observing all the people walking around and the kids running around and playing in the courtyard.

As I continue to explore the dream environment, I come upon another sign reminding everyone that it's time to go and complete the paperwork to register their cars. I follow the directional arrows on the sign, and end up entering a building that contains an office with a reception desk front and center as you walk in the front door of the building. I go up to the reception desk, tell the woman there my name, and ask for my car registration form. It turns out that the form is filed under my old address from when I was living in Florida. She gives it to me to update. The sheet of paper she gives me is the top sheet of a piece of carbon paper. It's a sheet I already filled out back when I was living in Florida; it has all my information from those days on it, in my handwriting, in blue ballpoint pen. I start working on bringing the information on it up to date.

The top section of the form contains several multiple-choice questions with checkboxes below them. These questions are all about your religious beliefs, and they're really only on the form as a formality. They ask about whether or not you believe in the Bartel Water Bug, and the boxes indicating non-belief are already checked. I read over this section and then start updating the form with my current address, but then it occurs to me to think: Why am I wasting dream time filling out a form? I look up from the paper to see what the woman behind the desk is doing. She has turned away to do something else. I set down my pen, turn around, and walk quickly out of the building while she's not looking.

Back in the courtyard, I discover that the item I've decided [in real life] to use as a totem, which in my case is a thimble, behaves in a very interesting way when thrown or tossed in a dream. Namely, it acts like a magnet. Whenever it comes anywhere near another person [yes, even if the other person is just a DC], it flies away from them as if it were being repelled by their presence. Then it flies back toward me, straight into my hand, as if it were magnetically attracted to me. I encounter a family that I know in real life, walking along the edge of the courtyard. I say something like, “You're gonna get this thing thrown at you,” to the 7-or-8-year-old daughter in the family, and then I throw my thimble at her. When it gets within about a foot of her, it flies away from her and back toward me, and I catch it. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real and reflected on the part of my dream where I kept dreaming about waking up and falling asleep within the dream, I thought, "Cool! My mind came up with a kind of hybrid dream experience, incorporating characteristics of the lucid dreaming experience that I learned from Inception (the knowledge that I was about to fall asleep and immediately find myself in a lucid dream, the experience of entering that dream from within another dream), as well as characteristics that I learned from DreamViews and from EWOLD (the perception of rolling out of my dream body and the knowledge that that room was itself a dream)." To those people who looked down on the newcomers who jumped on the lucid-dreaming bandwagon after Inception came out: I was one of those bandwagon-jumpers, even though I tried not to be too obnoxious and annoying about it, and I believe that we newcomers are perfectly capable of learning and growing into the world of lucid dreaming as it is actually experienced outside of the movies.

Lucid Dream:

This seemed like a long dream. But at this time it's fairly mixed up in my mind. I remember parts, but I am unsure how they fit together. So there will be some guessing.

I remember walking down the street with a group of people. I could see little alligators coming out to the sidewalk. I thought it was amazing and cool. I had never seen alligators on the streets like this. I pulled out my camera. But my camera was having problems and wasn't taking pictures. I felt frustrated at first. Then I thought, "But this is just a dream--why do I even care about getting pictures of alligators at all. Well, because alligators are cool. I have to keep trying to get my camera to work."

But then, of course, I suddenly realized that if this was just a dream then I should do something else. So I flew up in the air.

But this is where I get mixed up. I think I was suddenly with Jeff. I flew away from him. Then I flew back knowing he would appreicate it if I stayed and made out with him. I think I kissed him a little, but for some reason it seemed he didn't want to do anything. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked sexy. And I flew off again.

I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew over the countryside with rolling hills and pastures. I thought I saw the ocean, but it ended up being a lake. Then I looked beside me and saw a mountain. On the side were ledges that had animals like elk and deer. I thought it was so cool. I flew very close to a huge elk.

I can't remember what happened next. I'm pretty sure I was with these kids for a while. I think my lucidity was slipping away.

I do remember that I thought someone from real life telling me it was time to wake up. But I told them that I wasn't ready to wake up. And to be a rebel I opened a cabinet door and pulled out some chocolate bars. "I still need to eat chocolate." I took a bite. I wanted there to be carmel inside the bar and was happy to see that there was. I took many big bites, being a complete pig. I looked in the mirror and saw chocolate all over my face. There was a little girl with me also eating chocolate. She was making a mess too and we laughed at eat other.


When I awoke from my dream I noticed my alarm hadn't gone off like it should. I thought it was interesting that I had that voice telling me it was time to get up, probably about the time my alarm should have gone off.

I also know that there was more to this dream, and I have forgotten it.

I don't remember what I was doing in the dream, but I had this feeling "Well, this is just a dream, anyway, so I might as well try something interesting."

I was thinking about doing a Task of the Month, but for some reason I thought the Task was to "Eat a Bug".

I started to fly low to the ground and very slow. I saw some rocks. I picked a medium sized one up and looked under it to see what bugs I could find. Under this rock I saw several large long legged ants. I thought about picking one up. But suddenly the thought of those long hairy-ish legs moving on my tongue have me the heebie jeebies. So I moved on.

I wondered what kind of bug would be less creepy to eat. I thought about trying to find a ladybug. They didn't have long legs. They bodies were small and compact. As soon as I thought that I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. It was a ladybug. What luck. But as I looked at it scurrying along I just couldn't bring myself to eat it.

I then looked over to some grass to the left of where I was still hovering. I saw a large sow bug crawling up a long blade of grass. I reached to grab it, but again, the thought of actually putting that thing in my mouth just made me shudder. I decided that I just couldn't do it.

And that is all I remember from that dream. I am a little surprised at how squimish I was in the dream about eating bugs. I mean, I knew it was just a dream. It should have been easy. Heck, I've even done it in real life from being dared. I know it's in me. Oh well. It wasn't really a Task anyway.

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

I'm in the parking lot of the office complex where I work. I suddenly think: I distinctly remember going to Toastmasters yesterday morning, then to work, but I haven't had any time off work since then. [I go to Toastmasters on Friday mornings, and I have the weekends off.] How did I get here? I'm here out of sequence, and I don't remember coming here. Oh, s*** – I must be dreaming. I pinch my nose and can breathe. Yep, I'm dreaming.

I decide to climb the outdoor stairs to the back door of my office. It only takes me four strides to get to the top of a staircase that I know has 14 or 15 steps. [Again, this was an example of that dream phenomenon where you focus on arriving at your intended destination and quickly arrive there, having “fast-forwarded” through the act of getting there.] I figure that the door is probably locked because it's not business hours, so there shouldn't be anyone inside. I attempt to use my dream ability to become intangible and walk through things to get into the office, but it doesn't work. The door remains solid to me. However, I quickly discover that the door is, in fact, unlocked, and just open it. [Apparently, my brain likes to do things in the simplest way possible.]

The office looks exactly like it does in reality, except that there is a large, round, pink toy Jigglypuff sitting on the reception desk. This makes me laugh. [In real life, that desk is decorated only with pictures of the occupant's kids, who are now young adults, and some artificial plants. The occupant would never even own such a thing, much less display it on her desk.] I think, That's a random thing for my brain to put there!

I wander into my boss's office. There is a small, clear plastic bag of broken crayon pieces on his desk, mostly blue, orange, and green. It makes sense for them to be there, because he has young children. I pick up a crayon piece and contemplate eating it, but I think that that wouldn't be very nice, because these crayons belong to the boss's kids. Then I think, The real $Boss is never going to know, and pick up a small piece and swallow it. As in my previous lucid, I can feel it, but the sensation is weaker than it would be in real life.

I go back out to the main room, where the reception desk is, and stand just to one side of it. I hear my boss's voice as he comes up the indoor stairway. Then my boss comes into the office through the front door, followed by his entire family. I'm naked [as I have been throughout this dream, but I haven't felt the embarrassment that I usually feel in my dreams that involve nudity]. At first I stay where I am, thinking, I don't mind if he sees me. It's just a dream, after all. But the force of the social taboo overwhelms me, despite my conscious effort to resist it, and I try to hide behind the reception desk. He doesn't appear to take any notice of me at all.

I run back out the back door, down the stairs, and into the parking lot. I see that it's nighttime. I say aloud, “Well, I can bloody well make it daytime!” I attempt to change the dream scene from night to day by closing my eyes, turning in a circle while thinking about what I want to have happen, and then opening them again. It doesn't work. It's still nighttime.

Then the dream shifts. It looks like the new scene is rising up from behind the foreground of the first scene, then replacing it. [That's the best I can describe it; I don't remember the transition really well.] I say, “Cool!”

I'm now indoors, in a portable classroom filled with school desks. I'm wearing regular clothes again, too. There are students and teachers here. One of the teachers starts singing “Amazing Grace,” and I sing along. We sing the entire first verse. I think, Cool. I've been wanting to sing an entire song in a dream. I know there' s more than just that one verse, but I feel like I've accomplished that goal.

The classroom starts to fly. It flies over a cityscape that I know is in China. We're heading out toward the ocean.

[There was another dream scene after this one, but I don't remember much about it. I know it was indoors, and I think it involved me and my mom searching for and trying to identify the perpetrator of a crime.]

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

[Last night, I had probably the longest and certainly the most highly lucid dream I've ever had. I'm writing this at the end of the day. I tried to recall this dream as best I could upon waking, and I made some handwritten notes, but by now, although I remember the highlights of the dream, I've forgotten what order they went in and how I moved from one to the other. This is my best attempt to reconstruct the whole, long sequence, but some of these are most likely not in the correct order. I do remember that I consciously chose to move from one activity to another in the dream, though.]

I’m in a large room with a really cool indoor playground in it. I observe that they’ve added more decorations and more play elements to the playroom since the last time I was there: there is now a long chain with brightly-colored wooden blocks in various shapes (cylinders, hexagons, and others) threaded onto it hanging across the ceiling, and there are more things to climb and play on. I climb up one of the climbing walls, along with another girl. We press against each other as we climb it.

Later, elsewhere in the same room, I’m looking at my reflection in a mirror. I notice that my neck looks strange, and tilt my head back to see. I see that my neck appears to have been replaced with a shiny, silver metal bar that appears to be a piston. This causes me to realize that I’m dreaming. I pinch my nose to confirm and find that I can still breathe. The familiar sensation pleases me, and I'm very happy to be in a lucid dream. I have a slightly higher degree of lucidity than I've ever had before.

I go outside the building. There is a grassy lawn outside it. I have a discussion of systems for play and discovery with MA [a real-life friend and colleague] and another dream character.

I then decide to explore a bit. I walk away from the large building and head toward another complex of buildings that appears to be an elementary-school campus. As I start walking, I say to myself, “Again, why am I walking when I can fly?” So I start flying over there. I find a party in progress on the far side of the elementary-school campus, where there are some picnic tables. People are hanging out and drinking beer. I obtain a pint glass for myself, but leave it sitting around on or near one of the walls as I wander away.

I see the entrance to a mall, and enter it.

I fly up into the air to get an overview of the area. From up here, I can see that the town I'm in is on the ocean and has a beach. I think, That makes sense. Oceans and beaches are part of my schema for what a broad overview of an area of land should look like, because of where I grew up.

I'm walking along a rolling dirt path. While walking, I eat yogurt out of a plastic cup with a metal spoon. It's raspberry-flavored and smooth and creamy, and it tastes exactly like real yogurt. Then, I find a handful of coins that someone has dropped on the side of the path, along with a bronze medallion. The medallion has some text inscribed on it that says the name of the country I'm in and what the medallion was awarded for. [I don't remember what it said now, although I could definitely read it in the dream, and the country name wasn't the name of any real country.] The coins are all common U.S. coins, but there's also a fifth coin, a brass-colored one that's shaped like a little house [a square shape with a pointy roof]. I pick all these items up.

I wake up in a car with MA, JL, and one other friend. One of them is driving, and I'm in the back seat. I remember that I had just been dreaming, and pinch my nose. Yep. Still dreaming.

While exploring the grassy, park-like area outside the building I started in, I spot a silver, metal, quarter-spherical shape rising up out of the ground. I say, “Ooh!” because I see an opportunity here. The structure is roughly the same shape as the baseball backstop I once fantasized about flying to the top of [see my DJ entry dated April 28, 2011], even though it's solid silver rather than chain-link, and it's maybe two-thirds to half the size of the real one. I take off and fly to the top of it, stopping myself by grabbing hold of the top edge of the hollow quarter-sphere with my hands and then swinging myself up onto it, so that I'm sitting at the top with my lower legs dangling over the edge. I'm facing a crowd of DCs standing on the ground, one of whom is a burly man who flashes me a thumbs-up sign. I proudly declare, “I'm the coolest kid in school!” The DCs seem to approve, but then they start flooding into the hollow space inside the quarter-sphere, filling the space and causing the structure to tip over backward. I climb off as it slowly tilts over, unhurt.

Having accomplished both the old goal of flying to the top of the backstop [well, sorta] and my other goal of trying dream food, I say aloud, “Okay, chores over. Time to have fun.” I fly up and let the wind carry me away.

The dream fades, and I find myself lying down. I try to move my arm, but judging by the feel of it, I realize, No, that's my real arm! I don't want to do that! [Whether or not this was actually true, I couldn't say for sure, but it sure felt like it was at the time.] After a brief moment of feeling stuck in that position and trying to figure out how to get back to exploring the dream world, I roll over and fall out of my bed. I think, Wow, that actually works! I quickly determine that I'm back to the lucid-dreaming state, and remind myself that all that's around me only exists inside my mind, as I read in EWOLD.

I'm looking at a different, grassy lawn. There is a little red demon thingy growing out of the grass. He has red roots that run all over the surface of the lawn. I have a magic sword, so I hold it out, wondering if it'll help and what I can do with it. The demon takes the sword and kills himself by using the sword to sever all his roots. When he and his roots have all disappeared, a small chair rises up out of the plus-sign-shaped hole in the ground where he had just been. It is a reward for my defeat of the demon. I take the chair and carry it with me as I fly back over to the party, which is still in progress.

When I get there, I use the chair to help me grab onto some structure to arrest my motion and land. Flying is easy, but stopping is hard, I think. I can't find the glass of beer I left there earlier, but I decide it's no big loss. I take my chair and sit down at the corner of one of the portable tables that are set up in the party area. I'm facing the outside wall of the elementary-school complex. Up against the wall I'm facing is another table with a clear pitcher of beer on it.

There is another handful of coins on the table near me – again, standard U.S. coins, all of them shiny and brand-new, plus the odd house-shaped coins I saw before. I decide to swallow some of them, because I know I can't do any harm to my real body by doing so. I see another girl at my table doing the same. It feels good. I can feel them going down my throat, but the sensation seems to be weaker than would be realistic, which isn't surprising, since I haven't actually done this in reality [and certainly never will]. After swallowing a few coins, I decide I want more beer to go with them, so I get up and get myself another cup. The beer is cold and rich and flavorful; it tastes exactly how I like my beer to taste.

I've run out of coins, but I still want more. I cup my hand, place it on the table palm side down, look away, and think about what I want to have happen. I feel little pops under my hand, like bursts of compressed air, as more coins pop into existence. Then I feel the coins themselves against my hand as the pile grows. I remove my hand and continue swallowing coins. I'm very pleased that I've suddenly become so good at summoning objects.

My dad is sitting right next to me, at the end of the table, so his chair is perpendicular to mine. He sees me swallowing coins and absolutely freaks out. He recoils from me in disgust, asking me, “What are you doing?” I simply respond, in an “it's not a big deal” tone, “It won't hurt my dream body.”

Then I woke up for real and waited while the last of the SP faded away, concentrating on remembering all that I'd dreamed about. I was very pleased to have accomplished so much and to have been lucid for so long. [In fact, I got to check two goals off the big list in my profile today: trying dream food and summoning an object. ]

Going to bed 1:00-1:30
Goals: Detailed recall
5:08 Just rem talking to jess, maybe her bro to, i think about a song, i rem the number 3 being significatnt

6:36 I just rem being in a restaurnant and waiting for something in particular to be out on this buffett table. I just rem watching it as an employee goes back and fourth between there and some room adding more to the table each time.

8:20 Had a dream i was standing in line for something school realated, the line is quite long and where i am standing the only person i recognize is janade from a long time ago. In the dream i think her name is sarah. I tell her, last night i dreamt this exact scene, standing in line and you being here.

9:OO Briefly Exploring the Dreamworld Me and jesicas brother are in school for a class, somehow i become lucid. I dont think i tell him or anything, in the dream it felt like i had dreamed this scenario already so i knew it was a dream. This dream shifts like crazy, sometimes i just think of where i want to go or what i want to do and its happening. This actually made it quite difficult to remember and piece together but i gave it my best shot.

I leave the school and i am outside in the dark down the street from my house, a small walkway leads down from the entrance of the school to my street, people here and there on the walkway. The dream is shifting like crazy and i dont even rem traveling most of the time, im just somewhere new. i get to my house and go inside, i tell my brother im dreaming. The dream shifts and i rem being in like vietnam or something with some local, dude with black shirt dark skin dark hair, and we are in a house that is collapsing, the house has a giant beam in the center, Firs the center room falls in like a sink hole, then rooms on each side of the house, we run out of the house and hide for a bit from people passing by a road, they look like refugees or something and give us weird looks when they see us.

we hide under a food trough protected by many plants it has a red dead redemption feel to it. just sand all around and montains in the distance, inside of the fence around the house everything has kind of a tropical feel, outside the fence is more like west texas or something. We get up just as a girl passes and follow her down into a valley. She is telling us something and trying to help us, she wants to give us something but i cant rem what. Down in the valley the local left and i rem standing with that girl and her horse i think. She had changed in appearance from before, first she had dark skin and dark hair and was somewhat attractive, now much lighter skin and hair and kind of strange looking.

I randomly start kissing her when we are down there, it was weird i just walk up to her, she looks at me and i think gets ready to say something when i start kissing her. i rem her mouth and tongue felt really cold and tasted quite strange, it grossed me out, so i quickly stopped, she kept trying to kiss more and i kind of had to push her away. I stop and she tells me about something but i dont really pay attention. The dream shifts and I end up back home and tell my bro we are dreaming again, that i have been in a dream for a while now and i try to remember some of it. I sit down, in the floor in my room, in lotus to meditate and try to rem but im too excited and quickly get back up.

I get up thinking i want to smoke, i ask my bro if he does, he says yes, i go into my room and get some weed, it looks like good stuff but pretty much the same as what i have in waking life, i ask my bro what does it feel like to be a dream character, he says something like, hmm idk what did i say last time you asked. i start to break some weed up but before i finish i change my mind and go outside. When i walk outside it is like a theme park, there is a ferris wheel in the distance, some other rides on each side, and many people walking around, it is beautiful outside, sun is shining, sky is blue, i seem to be standing on some sort of boardwalk.

I want to ride a skateboard and without even finding one i start riding, i go across this wooden bridge that takes me down to some area lower in the park almost like a parking area, i think about trying some tricks but dont because im afraid of hurting myself, I lose the skateboard and walk down a small road towards a building. i rem going inside the building with, theres an escalator. I ride the escalator down into some room, there are people behind a counter up front and people sitting in rows on either side, it reminds me of jury duty, the room is blue and grey.

Cant rem what i did in there, i rem going back up the escalator when somehow the dream shifts and im back in the neighborhood, i head towards my yard and start thinking of dream goals, I decide to eat something so i go to my neghbors tree and look for fruit on the ground, now its dark outside, i rem tripping out at the way the dreamtrees looked at night, i pick up a smal black fruit but its also juicy like its already been bitten into so i throw it in the street. i go into my yard, its day now and pick up a small blackish blue rock and eat it, it cracks in half with very little pressure in my mouth and becomes chalky, it tastes terrible, i spit it out.

I end up back inside, i rem one time thinking about my real body, when i did this the scene got very yellow, like yellow spots were bursting into my vision, but i was able to stabilize in time by rubbing something that was randomly in my hand, i rem a small rock. I rem going out into the study and there being a random dc there, light skin, i think maybe red or light brown hair, looks anywhere from 16 to my age. For whatever reason i start trying to manifest a gun to shoot him with. First i use my fingers and make sound effects, then i rem the airsoft guns out there, i pick up one and pretend it is real,, i pretend to shoot the guy, it no longer appears i am holding an airsoft gun, just my hand. I shoot him and he falls back as if he was faking getting hit.

I try to summon a sword by stretching out my hand and imaginging it but it doesnt work. I head back to my room. I rem my bro sitting in my room and im trying to teleport from one side of the room to the other. I try imagining viewing the scene from a different spot. It doesnt work so i try to teleport behind him. I pretend to start running and then i blink but it didnt work. I sit down and my sister comes in. I tell her ive been dreaming for a long time, im afraid i wont be able to rem it all but i dont want to wake up. I tried recapping everything in my head. Now no body is in the room with me, i decide to look at my dream jorurnal, i pull it up, and lay down on my bed.

the dj looks pretty close to waking life except my list of goals is longer and the print is bold in certain spots. The window is also much bigger than i usually have it. I dont rem what goals are listed but i rem when i read them they all seemed correct. I rem thinking about how stable the text is despite people often saying its hard to read in dreams. I was going to try and write this entry now, in dream, so i could rem better when i wake but I start to see yellow spots again and before you know it im staring at my eyelids

Walk through a school building

PS: Dream does not take place in an actual school, but an imaginary one. Though the dream was clear enough that I could draw the schematics of the school if I wanted to now.

So the dream began with me walking through the southern end of the building. Soon, I was faced with a bunch of lower grade kiddies having an event in a certain room of the building, blocking the path to where I was heading. Apparently this school housed all levels from kindergarten to university. After a little talk with the assistant teacher of the class, a young, beatiful lad, I was allowed to walk through. Apparently she thought the event was not thought completely through, and was decided to host in a spot that was inconvenient for all others. I continued on my way to where I was heading. Looking back, I saw the school church (what..? if a real school had a church in it, I'd go protesting) through a man height window divided into three sections, each of which were about 2/3 of the height of the window. The church itself was just a big cubic extention of the school building, made of red brick. It had one little door with a tri-window like the one mentioned earlier above it. Some vines were growing on the wall. The general inside style of the school was red brick walls with a reddish brown tile floor, and a white, low ceiling. After a couple of hallways, I arrived where I was supposed to go. Apparently at this point I remember that it's an info event, mainly taking place to make us consider where to advance after high school. Up first I see some class mates from the year just finished, and I see one from way back that I hadn't seen in ages, on the benches surrounding a sculpture in the middle of the room. One told me that one of my best friends had ragequit the final physics test and gotten a bad grade for it, as he had spent all his time trying to help others in it (don't know how this makes sense in a test, lol). He was there too. He looked down. And like he hadn't washed his long hair in ages. His hair was longer than IRL in this dream, more than the shoulder height it usually was. So I sat down on a large 10m, wall to wall, sofa which was black. My friend who was nearby, and whose backpack was on the sofa next to me, took it away to make more room, since it was at the very end of the sofa, next to which I sat down, and since I didn't have much room next to me on the other side. My old woodwork teacher from when I was only 14 came and offered us all some sandwiches/steak plates. I hesitated to take either and initially declined the offer for either, but then I decided to take a sandwhich. Didn't taste that great. I talked with one of my friends on the sofa a while, but the dream kinda ended there unclearly. Not sure at which point...



Infestation

I am on my computer, and notice that a part of my chest is tingling. I go to the bathroom to look at it in a mirror, and see that there's a bugbite on it. I scratch it. Accidentally I open it. I push the sides to get rid of the mush inside, but I end up squirting a lot of my real flesh out of it. A fistful of rotten flesh. Then I see it. It's completely filled with little worms and insects eating it. I freak out. I look closer, I mean, it's FILLED with them. And somehow I get the idea my whole body is too. My older brother calls out for me outside the bathroom so I clean up the flesh, put my shirt back on, and go talk to him. He asks questions about his new bass guitar. (what...? That's quite random)

PS: this dream made me not want to eat breakfast. A gross sight.

Sleep. I am sitting with John, and my mother comes from a corridor with three plastic bowls: doritos, popcorn and chocolate chip muffins. John asks me if I seriously bought Magic cards.

Then I am somewhere else, and I learn that Grandma has died. I feel guilty, wishing I had not judged her so harshly.

I am at school, and the Breakfast Club is running. This surprises me, because I thought it was over for the year. Nevertheless, they are serving mini-bagels and garlic bread. I take some garlic bread and go sit at one of the benches to watch the movie, the launching of the first rocket into space (however, it is more of a racing car with rockets going along a racrtrack).

Then, I am in a bookstore (which is actually the library, I think). I am another girl, who steals an orange shirt and ends up becoming a thief. I am being chased by the police in the Saab. At one intersection, I do a U-turn that makes my wheels skid. Then, I zoom through and go down a ton of side streets. I can only think of getting to the border. Wake.

Then, I woke up at 3:15, stayed up for about 5 minutes, and tried to do a WILD. Obviously, I failed.

Sleep. I am in a restaurant in the mall (located where the photography store should be). I see Mr. Dee (who is not even one of my teachers!), and he is telling me how I did on a presentation: poorly. He gives me a rubric, and I look at the mark: 6/26. (I do not remember what each individual section of the rubric said, however). I fall backwards and hit my head on the ground, but it does not hurt.

Then, I get up and walk back to the restaurant and enter a room with a kitten. I wake it up, and then see that a computer is on. Someone is composing an email. At the other computer sits a man, who tells me that I am being quite rude and that someone is already using that computer. Oh, and that I shouldn't be reading someone else' email. I tell him that I recognized the email (even though I didn't), and then Sasha walks into the room. The kitten starts clawing me, and I run out of the room. It is still clawing me, and its scratch marks even wrote a word on the back of my right hand (which I don't remember. Pansy, maybe?).

Sometime during the computer room scene, I browse Neopets and see that they have an "Academy Awards" for certain Neopets. Such as, the most "Classic" Neopet.

At one point, I am back in the restaurant, at one of the tables. I am with Luc and Sasha, and we are going to eat dinner. The restaurant is serving hamburgers for the first time, but they are surprisingly small. I initially ask for one until I see their size.

I am at Hopedale mall with a camera, and I need to take a picture of something beautiful. However, I forgot to take a picture of the rose flower box, and when I appear at home, I am frustrated. Wake.