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This wasn't my first lucid dream, but it was the most vivid and longest lasting so far (felt like 10 minutes). I actually had two different episodes of lucid dreams. The first wasn't fully lucid, I was in the Noodle Express or something like it. For no reason, I started to wonder if I was dreaming. I thought about just blasting the guy behind the counter in the face to see if I was dreaming, but didn't just in case. Anyways, I continued about not really knowing if I was dreaming, and then I had a false awakening. I thought I woke up in reality, so I did the DEILD technique and went straight into a lucid dream. I rolled out of my body, stood up, and looked around the room. I did some RC's by looking at the furniture, turning away, and then turning back. They would all be rearranged or absent. I proceeded to walk downstairs and out the back door of this house. Outside there were a few massive raging rivers in a line to my left. I walked along side them and observed the scenery. There were rolling mountains with massive rivers and lakes weaving in-between them; the sky was red and orange. I stood there for what felt like a couple minutes just looking. I turned back and the path I had taken changed. The river had slightly flooded it and now there were trees in the way. I started running through the water and I could feel it splashing on my legs and arms as if I were awake. As I went by the trees I lightly ran my hands across them and they felt just like trees. I went back inside the house (don't know why I didn't stay outside and fly or do something cool) and things started to get weird. My friend and his girlfriend were there and they thought I was stoned. I went along with it and joked about how high I looked. I looked away from them and a trail of their image followed and then faded. I went back upstairs, and I could tell I wouldn't be lucid much longer. Grainy black dots started to appear through everything as if I was starting to see my inner eyelids. I then closed my eyes, thought about myself in my bed, shook my head and I instantly woke up with the details of this lucid dream crystal clear

I had a (kind of) false awakening in a non-lucid dream. Not sure if this would be considered a false awakening or not, though.

Keep in mind that this was a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time ago. I'm shocked I still remember it.

I was dreaming. That's all I really remember. I dreamed of waking up, but some odd things were happening. Everybody's power was flickering on and off. The rest was really fuzzy.

All I remember is that everybody's lights were flickering on and off, and making some clicking noise as they did. It wasn't really a nightmare, just some odd dream.

EDIT: Now that I think about it, I have a feeling I was slightly lucid for a few seconds during this dream!

There was going to be some sort of party at my friend Jesse's house, but I couldn't find my car, so I asked my other friend DJ to drive me there.

In the Anime Club room, my ex-girlfriend was there, but she was deaf. She started singing, but would pause every now and then as if she were trying to remember how to hit certain notes. It sounded pretty good, but wasn't the best thing ever. Class started so I wasn't able to give her advice.

I had a false awakening. I walked into my living room and started looking for a sticky note to write my DJ entry on, but then I remembered to do my reality check. Lo and behold, I was dreaming. It was dark, so I couldn't look at my hands to stabilize myself, and when I tried to speak, I woke up. I could hear my sister being reeeeeeally loud in the other room so I probably couldn't stabilize because of that.

Due to alcohol, I only gained some fragments, again impressionist in nature...sometimes I feel like Monet is in my head!
Fragment 1
On a coach with a large number of people I know, drinking...surprisingly! The weather was hot,almost like it was a holiday transfer coach!However, far from being at ease. Person 1 proceded to cause me unease through repeated laughing. I couldn't entirely remember why although it probably eminates from a socially awkward situation that had occured the previous day. Again, as a repeated motif for me colours and clothes were particulary visible.
Fragment 2
Being somewhat aware that I was on the Titanic,although not worried.This is perhaps due to the coverage of the diaster in the media at the moment-suddenly however, I had a somewhat false awakening but dreaming that I 'loved' my friend!

That's all I got but looking forward to some more dreaming later!

I'm not sure where I was, but people were all panicked because apparently the moon was falling into the Earth. Realizing how ridicules that was I became lucid. Immediately after becoming lucid everything went white and I heard a ringing sound after a few seconds of that the ringing suddenly got vary intense for about a second. Then I was in my bed but I could barely move and when did I got sucked back into bed. I could also hear voices but I wasn't paying vary much attention to it. I manged to pinch my nose and I could breath. After a few seconds of trying to get out of my bed I woke up.

This dream caught me off guard I hope next time I will actually be able to do something.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Wow...I haven't been on in forever. I'm so good at this "consistency" thing.

Anyways, I'm back, and I'll celebrate my return by posting a couple of recent dreams I've had!

I'm driving down the road with my mom, at an intersection that I recognize from real life. There are other people sitting in the back of my car, but I can't remember who they are (probably my brother and sister).

We're going on a trip to my best friend's aunt's house and staying there for the weekend (I've stayed at her aunt's house several times in real life, so nothing unusual here), but we can't find the place. After awkwardly driving around for a bit, I finally recognize our destination.

I point to the run down little house (looks absolutely nothing like my BFF's aunt's house in real life, but oh well) and say to mom, "Look! Right there!"

My mom kind of looks at the house questioningly and says, "That's her house? You sure?" I tell her that I am, and she drives the car onto their backyard.

I'm not sure exactly what happens in-between these two parts...it wasn't a dream switch, because pretty much the same story line was being followed, but I can't recall a lot of details. Anyways...

Somehow, a character from the show Supernatural named Dean Winchester (Jensen Ackles) shows up. There are giant flies inside the house, and they were gross. Dean explains to me that they're demon bugs set out to destroy humans.

Great.

Anyways, I guess somehow I'm Dean's assistant or something, or at least that's what it feels like. Dean seems really angry or upset the whole time he's trying to get rid of these bugs, but he won't tell me what's wrong.

He goes outside into the backyard to try and exterminate the last of the bugs, and I follow him outside to help. He sees that I'm following him, and he turns on me angrily.

"No. Back inside."

I shake my head no. I'm going to help him whether he likes it or not. He doesn't say anything else, just points towards the house and keeps giving me angry looks.

I refuse to leave, and he sighs. He knows I'm not going anywhere. That's when a random woman (don't know who she was, she had wavy red hair, though) ran outside, followed by another character, Sam Winchester (Jared Padalecki).

Now other people are walking around the house, and we're trying to keep the whole 'bug' things under wraps. People are watching us from the house, and we kind of all just awkwardly wave and give them the thumbs up to assure them that everything is fine. We just want them to leave us alone.

I don't think we ever even stopped the bugs...they just sort of left. The atmosphere changed and everything was happier, like we had succeeded. I specifically remember hanging out with a ton of people in the house and laughing and having a good time, and Dean was actually happy. I could tell he like the family environment.

I remember him saying, "This is nice, isn't it? Y'know...being around people and stuff."

Then I wake into a False Awakening...

I'm laying down in the same spot that I fell asleep in. In real life, I had spent the night at a friend's house along with a couple other people. As I'm laying in the bed, I notice that I'm holding a baby doll in my arms. It's really creepily realistic and acts just like a baby. I shrug and say, "Huh, must have gone shopping in my sleep again." My friend is sitting next to me and reaches out to touch the doll's face.

The doll starts crying and goes, "You slapped me! You slapped me!". My friend looks at it in panic, because she barely touched it, and she doesn't know what to do.

I wake up for real, and I feel like I should still have the doll with me...

NOTICE: this is the last dream journal entry I made before leaving Dreamviews for an 11-year hiatus. Newer dream journal entries will have a markedly different writing quality and narrative style.

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

Notes:
This semi-lucid bugged the hell out of me. I was in my room upstairs, lying in bed, and then I heard my dad screaming from downstairs in a terrifying manner. I became semi-lucid, so I just decided to jump out the window and fly away, but I got stuck mid-air. Then I was suddenly in my bed again, with my dad still screaming, but this time from down the hallway outside my room! I flipped out and took a running jump out the window, in an effort to get past my dad. Once again I tried to fly, once again I got stuck, and once again I ended up in my bed, and at that point, I could feel my dad's presence right there in the bedroom. I felt something, presumably my dad, move beside me as I jumped out the window a third and final time.

When I woke up in my bed after the third time, I was scared that I was experiencing another repeat.

This was a total of three false awakenings, which were probably all part of the same dream because of the similar contents.

It was early in the morning; my guess is that the time was around 7:00 AM. I was lying in my bed with my eyes closed; the unusually light and airy duvet cover was up to a little below my chin, and the bedroom was pitch-black. No light whatsoever was coming in from the single window on the wall, which was on the wall opposite of where I was facing: I was on my stomach, my head half-sunk into my pillow but turned towards the door of my room. The door was open, which led to a hallway adjacent to the entrance of my room; if you were to turn left, walk a few feet and turn right, the stairs were right there. They led downstairs to the main level of the house. There was a very, very faint yellow light coming from the hallway, most likely from downstairs, although there was no apparent light source - it was just a faded wash of a slight lighting over the entire room.

In bed I felt very tired, like a stone. I didn't want to get up but I knew that it was time for school, so I slowly pushed the covers back; they bunched up like an accordion - I usually fold them back, but I didn't catch onto the fact that I was dreaming quite yet. It was when I actually stood up that I suddenly became aware enough to question if I was in a dream. I didn't do an RC, but I simply knew that I was asleep at a fairly low level of awareness. I looked at my night table, which was right next to my bed (and therefore beside me once I got out of bed), and noticed I didn't have an alarm clock at all there, even though there should've been one.

I didn't say anything, though.

Moments later, once I was out of bed, I heard my dad in the lower level of the house shouting at me in a very stern, tense voice to "get downstairs!"

This terrified me, and I had this creeping feeling that the dream was going to become a nightmare if I just stood there. So I opened the door of my room a bit more to go through it, and I took a running leap into the hallway. The hallway was adjacent to my bedroom, with the wall opposite of the door only being a half-wall. Past that, if you were to look down, you'd be seeing the first floor. On the wall past this half-wall was a big window, and this is where I jumped into. I leaped onto the half-wall with a big jump and then glided right into the glass; however, I didn't smash it; I merely went through it like a ghost.

It was very dark outside so I couldn't see practically anything, but I was beginning to lose lucidity anyways. I flapped my arms and kicked my legs once I got three or four feet outside the window, which didn't do much - I didn't pick up speed or even move forward that much. I was just suspended.

I woke up in my bed.

Or, did I?

In actuality, I had just entered a false awakening, and it was the same scenario as before. This time, however, my dad's voice didn't come from downstairs, but in the hallway, quite a few feet away from the door of my room. I ran and jumped through the window again, still slightly conscious, but met the same predicament where I was floating, getting nowhere.

I woke up one more time into the dream but this time, my dad's voice was coming from inside my room, which was very dark like before. It was a whisper this time, situated behind me (I was lying on my side facing my room's door again) - I didn't waste any time bolting out of bed and making a total beeline for the window. The same thing happened and at this point, I had just enough awareness left to start freaking out, wondering this time if my dad would be able to reach through the window and grab my foot, pulling me back in...

Then I woke up for real.

I did many reality checks after that P.O.S. dream.

25.02.2012

Dream Yoga START (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’ve been trying to practice dream yoga, I think it’s going reasonably well. It took me about 4 weeks to see any results. My first lucid came 4 weeks after starting to practice dream yoga. The week after that, I had 3 lucids and this week, i’ve had 2. It’s probably too soon to say that this lucid rate is steady, but I definitely feel that there’s a lot of progress.

My lucid from this morning:

WBTB, DILD

I sit up in my bed to realise that I’m in a dream. Oh. I couldn’t remember falling asleep at all. Oh well.

It’s dark.. the sun hasn’t come up yet. My room looks perfectly normal, even my bedroom dream sign (no desk) wasn’t visible. I’ve been reading Lucid Dreaming: Gateway to the Inner Self lately and remember that it mentions intermediate lucid dreamers explore their dream location upon getting lucid before going to explore. I make my way into the living room where I see my friend’s computer set out on the floor, the sofa-bed is pulled out and my brother is sitting in an office chair with his back to me. I didn’t think to interact with him, but I made a mental note to interact with dream characters in my next lucid dream.

Having little hold my interest within the house, I walk towards the door leading to the backyard. Not noticing that my dog wasn’t waiting outside for me, I ponder whether I should put shoes on.. finally deciding that it was a dream and so it shouldn’t matter, I walk into my backyard. Surprisingly, it’s a lot lighter outside, being lit up by the moon but pouring down rain.

I decide that I want to change the weather, something I’ve tried but never been able to do before. Slowly, the rain eases up and within 20 seconds, the sun is out shining. Satisfied, I walk onto the grass and start flying.

Flying in this dream was much different to any other.. It was like the only thing that was keeping my up was my speed. If I slowed down, it felt like I would fall out of the sky (kinda like flying a plane?). I fly over many rooftops, sometimes almost falling out of the sky due to day drea- .. Can it still be called daydreaming if you’re already in a dream..? huh..

Due to the mindless flying with no objective, I lose lucidity and end up beating up a few goons.

DJ Log: February 25, 2012 – 2:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am scrolling through the "post photos of yourself" thread, and each photo is overlaid with an icon that says "rescued" and "lost". As I scroll, the ratio of lost members to rescued members is increasing. I right-click on a member's name and a context menu appears which shows options such as: leave for dead, sell to the Russian mafia, convert to the new DV, and a couple other menu options I can't recall.

As quickly as I can, I hold Ctrl and click each lost member's profile to open them in a new tab so I can send each one a message, but the tabs close just as quick as I open them. I click a few of them a second time, but they open momentarily and then close again.

I wake up (FA) screaming and throw my laptop against the wall, and then I woke up again and realize that I had just thrown my pillow on the floor.

DJ Log: February 2, 2012 – 11:15PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am clicking around the 'net and almost fall asleep in my chair. I decide that I should hop in bed and take a quick nap. The time is ~9:45pm. I lay down and fall asleep very quickly.

I awaken from a minimalistic dream, standing in darkness. I realize that I had just awakened, but I must still have my eyes closed because I cannot see anything at all. Knowing this, I decide to make an attempt at DEILD. I concentrate on keeping my eyes closed and then I try to remember where I was just a moment ago. I remember that I was laying in my bed, trying to remember what the dream was about. I cannot recall even the smallest detail, other than I was just dreaming.

Suddenly, I make the realization that I am not laying in my bed, but I am standing. Before I can gather myself together and stabilize, I wake up.

I try hard to immediately settle down, but my eyes are wide open and I am too alert and excited to re-enter the dream state, much less return to sleep right away.

FA Dream Within A Dream

I dreamed I had awakened from a dream with pictures of that dream. The pictures had me in them, but I was missing my head. I thought it had something to do with forgetting part of my dream.

I tried to remember the dream hoping that my head would appear if I could remember it. One of the pictures had an orange and white harlequin pattern which wasn't there before. I thought maybe I just hadn't noticed the pattern before, but then another picture had the same pattern behind me. I realized that I was dreaming the pattern into the background of the pictures from the dream I had falsely awakened from.

NON-LUCID LUCID

Identification: (No. 61) Air-show in a bus
Time Recorded: 7:30, 02-01-012
Genre: Sci-fi
Character(s): Daniel D., Melanie O.
Method(s): Not recorded
Lucid: Yes (DILD)

Daniel and I are standing on the footpath beside the road that comes past our house. we see first a single flying speed-boat, then another, both had a loud engine roar. Next came an extremely large airship, powered by it's two very large (e.g. 1km wingspan) and powerful red wings. It had a very synchronised and strong down stroke. At this point it became apparent that we were watching a Japanese air-show. Next, a young, anamatronic Japanese girl walks past us, followed by another robot girl who was fatter. It stops and looks at me and tried to lean in to give me a kiss. I use my hands to push her away. As I do this, Melanie appears from behind Daniel, and says to me "did you just...?"
I find myself climbing up a rope in a place that is called 'hell'. The floor is red and there are flashing lights everywhere. I somehow know that the Japanese are responsible for the transformation of this place.
I believe I have just woken up from my sleep on the bus. Somehow I suspect that this is a false awakening. I urge myself to reality check, but before I get the chance I become lucid. I start to think about whether I'm going to wake up, and to my surprise I have remained asleep. I wonder what I should do. Because the dream still doesn't feel very realistic, I decide to try touching some objects. All I can think of is touching the glass window, so I lean my head against it - it is cold. I look at the bus driver and the sides of the bus. It still feels very unrealistic. I get the sensation that I am drooling, but I don't do anything about it because I fear a distraction might make me loose my lucidity. The bus stops and I get off. I go inside a shed with some people inside. I'm not sure why. but they are hanging large spiders (the size of dinner plates) up on the ceiling in two rows. At the end of each row are some dead apes, with their arms hanging down. Both men and women are picking out the largest spiders, and taking them down. I watch one lady unhook an ape and hold it's dead body.

dream : comments : lucid

19th of January, 2012

I can only remember one dream from last night. Tried some WILDs throughout the night without any great success but mainly focussed on doing a mixture of MILD and COBRA method (which I'd read about earlier that day and thought sounded interesting). I could definitely feel my brain being targeted and am going to keep trying that to see what happens.

I was in a room that looked like something from Aliens but less bleak and more colouful. Sort of 80's futuristic. As it turns out, there were aliens except they looked like normal people. I had a Nerf battle with one and shot her straight in the eye, where it stuck to her eyeball. We all had a laugh about it and seemed to forget that they were aliens then went outside.

Outside was a busy street and I was doing these high, slow jumps and bouncing off walls and people. I did some graceful backflips then jumped up really high and slammed down into the ground and wanted to turn into a puddle like the T-1000. Or Alex Mack.

At that point I realised I was dreaming and did everything in my power to remain calm so as not to wake myself up like I have the past couple of times. I looked at Nooks who was now next to me and tried to really focus my attention on her and all the details. I rubbed her jumper to feel the texture and then rubbed my hands together but the dream was fading quickly. As a last resort I shouted “increase lucidity” which worked a little bit so I sat up and began to do it again but realised I was awake. Nooks asked me what I was doing and told me I wasn't asleep anymore and I felt a bit silly.

I look around then stood up and went into the house.

Because I’d been in the back yard.

Because it was a ridiculously obvious False Awakening which I didn’t RC!

Inside the house my uncle was making pancakes with an iron.

Tonight I decided to try out Galantamine and Choline - which resulted in very vivid dreams and remembering more dreams than usual.

One of them, although not lucid, really impressed me. It was an FA and it went like this.
I woke up, looked at my alarm clock and realized it was almost 7 AM. I usually get up at 5:30 and go to work, so I panicked thinking I overslept.
I rushed to the shower, washed and when I stepped out I woke up (for real this time).
I looked at the alarm clock and realized it was only 3 AM.
It was a very short dream, but it was certainly the most vivid FA I have ever had - it seemed to incorporate what I read about Galantamine making you sleepy/drowsy during the day. (Making me think I overslept)


Anyway, on to the lucid!

I found myself standing in a two-room building, it was very small and I noticed I was dreaming, due to my vision being blurry/wavy - almost as if I was underwater.
I knelt down to stabilize by touching the carpet - first I looked at it, and my vision became super clear - it felt like I could see all the tiny details in the fabric. Then I tried touching it, closing my eyes to emphasize the feeling.

I struggled a bit to open my eyes, and I was afraid for a moment that I was waking up.
I succeeded and figured I needed to stabilize a little more.
I looked at my hands, my fingers were sort of squirming around making them seem snake-like.
I rubbed my hands together while looking at them.

The dream now seemed stable, so I went outside.
Outside I saw a bunch of DCs walking in a market-like square, I calmly walked around wanting to interact with one of them.
I finally picked someone to talk to, she was holding what seemed like a bag of bread - I walked up to her and said "Hi, how are you?".
She replied by saying "I'm having lunch!" and shoving me away with her arm - this surprised me a bit, and I woke up.

I stayed still to re-enter the dream, and I found myself back in the small house.
There was a girl with long brown hair, asking me which shirt I would like - a brown or a black.
The shirts had numbers on them, like the ones used at some sport events - turned out that's exactly what they were.
I chose the black one, not knowing that meant I had to take part in a long-distance run (I really dislike running!).

I went out and lined up for the event. When we started, I was lacking behind after a very short time.
I figured I could run faster if I expected to - this was my dream after all.
It took quite an effort at first, I had to really push my legs to move faster and faster, but after a while it seemed natural.
I ended up winning the race, and the excitement woke me up.

I re-entered the same dream a couple of times that night, but they were either very short or I don't remember a lot of detail.
When I finally woke up to get started with my daily routine, I found that the galantamine had not made me any more drowsy than usual - might be the excitement of having a very nice LD

I was upstairs in my house in my parents' room. I was sitting on the bed watching T.V. when I looked over into my sister's room. I notices that she had a friend over, one who I hadn't seen in like 10 years. I got up and walked over and saw that my sister was sitting at her desk and her friend was sitting on the ground, both of them looking at a computer screen. They were looking at some sort of video. I stepped a little closer to my sister and just stood there for a second. Nobody said anything. Then I left and headed into my room.

I sat down on my bed for a quick second and did a random RC. I plugged my nose and nothing happenes, I couldn't breathe. Disappointed with the result I checked my hands, all 10 fingers, none missing and no extras. Then, since I really wanted it to be a dream I plugged my nose again and tried to breathe in. It slightly worked, and I thought I was in some sort of dream but didn't know for sure. I kept plugging my nose, trying to breathe in, and, eventually, it worked great! I was fully lucid

I immediately thought of the TotY and, once again, couldn't decide on which one to do. I summoned yet another dart board with all the dates on it I hadn't done yet. I summon a dart, closed my eyes and threw it. It landed on the '80s. Awesome, Mt. St. Helens, this should be fun! I walked over to my door, closed it, and thought to myself, "Mt. St. Helens is on the other side of this door," and when I opened it, I was a couple miles from the base of the volcano. I walked over to a log cabin I saw and knocked on the door. A rather "woodsy" looking man, with beard and everything, opened the door. "Yes? Who are you and what are you doing at my cabin?" He asked. He seemed a little irritated but not enough to make someone angry. "I was wondering if you could tell me when that volcano erupts," I told him.

"What volcano? You mean ol' St. Helens over there? She ain't no volcano, just another pile of dirt and rocks." He told me. "But there has been some low rumblin' goin' on late at night in case you were wondering." Just then, there was a very loud, low rumbling noise. "Alright, thanks. See ya, gotta go!" I quickly flew up to the peak of the mountain and got ready for the eruption. Wanting to make it fun, I summoned a sled, like you would use on snow. I sat down and said, "Whenever you're ready!" At that moment, the entire ground beneath me started to move. I slowly started to slide down when I saw gysers of rock and dust popping up all over the place in front of me.

I leaned back and forth, left and right avoiding these mini eruptions. I was about halfway down the mountain and suddenly I was pushed up straight into the air, about 50 feet. A hole had opened up right below me! I started falling to the ground when I pulled up on the tip of the sled, trying to make it fly. I leaned back, trying to lift up, and when I was about 10 feet off the ground it finally started to rise. At this point I just made a B-line for the bottom hovering several feet above the ground, still trying to avoid the gysers. It was much easer in the air, slicing through air instead of dirt and rocks. It took me a minute, but I finally made it to the bottom.

I didn't want to miss the show so I dropped the sled and flew up to about 200 feet and just hovered there, watching the eruption. A huge chunk of the side of the mountain was missing and massive amounts of ash and soot were pouring out of the hole. The cloud was enormous, thousands of feet high, maybe even miles. It stretched well into the clouds. I looked down at the ground behind me and saw a pyrocalstic flow blowing through the forest. It was heading right towards the cabin I had stopped at! Not wanting to let the guy die, I headed down there to try and help. I had actually started to like him . I thought as hard as I could and snapped my fingers. In an instant, the cabin was gone. I hoped it had worked and it was someplace where the eruption wasn't.

Well, that task was done, and I figured it would be in my best interest to try and do another one. I decided I would to the brownie camera and take a picture, since that one seemed more simple. I snapped my fingers imagining myself in an old house and a camera on an end table. In the blink of an eye, I was in an old house, but there was no camera. I searched for it a little bit and headed into a room next to the one I was in. I saw somebody holding up a camera and one of those bulbs or whatever they used for a flash. I then saw a family standing in front of a white wall. I ran into the family and photo bombed it . I was an ass, but I didn't really care, it was a dream

The flash happened right as I got into the group, and I was eager to see what the picture looked like. Obviously annoyed, the person whom I assume was the father of the family stepped over to me. "Hey, what the devil do you think you're doing? This is meant to be a nice family photograph. Not many people get these you know!" He seemed really angry. "Hey calm down pops. Would you like me to take another one?" I figured I might as well, since I couldn't remember whether I had to be in one or take one. "Why yes, that would be alright." He replied.

I got behind the camera where the photographer had been. I asked him to move out of my way so I could take a picture and he reluctantly agreed. "Okay, now how do you work this thing?" I asked him. There was no obvious "picture" button, and I had to cause the flash manually, I believe. "Well, first of all you have to hold this contraption here to created enough light for the photo. You pour the powder in here," he said, as he did it for me, "and then press this button to make it go off. Then, right as you create the flash you hold this button here," he pointed to a large button on the side of the camera, "and count to 10. Once you're done, you pull this lever and the photo comes out here," he said, pointing to a large slot on the front of the camera.

"Okay, I think I got it," I told him. "Smile!" I told the family. They didn't make any facial expression, and I pressed the button for the flash while also pressing the large button on the camera. I counted in my head, "1, 2, 3..." and when I got to 10 I let go. "Okay, now I pull this lever?" I asked the man. He nodded and I pushed down on the lever. A small piece of paper came out with a faded image on it. "How do I get the picture to look clearer?" I asked the man. "Oh, you have to soak it in a special solution, here, give it to me." I handed it over to him and he placed it in a small pool of an orange liquid. The family whom I had just taken a picture of leaned over my shoulder as I leaned over the photographers, trying to see what he was doing. After about 12 seconds he took the picture out and placed it in a towel.

He rubbed off all the excess residue and handed me the photo. I looked at it, and could see it clear as day. It looked just like the family, only as clear as a modern digital picture. It was still in black and white, however. "Oh, how lovely," the woman said. I assume she was the mother. "Here," I said, giving it to them. "I hope this makes up for the other one." I told them. "Oh, it certainly does," said the woman. "Hey, if you don't mind could I see the other one?" I asked the photographer. "Sure, let me just wash this one as well," he said, as he took the other piece of paper and placed it in the solution. After a bit he took it out and cleaned it off. "Hmm, that's odd," he said, rather concerned which made me very intrigued. "Can I take a look?" I asked. He handed me the picture and I studied it. I could see the family just fine, and saw that they were surprised, looking at me jumping in front of them, but I wasn't there. I found this extremely strange but, before I could think any more about it, I woke up.

Woo! I got two done in one dream! This is awesome The photo one still makes me think, but hey, I got the task finished and that's all that matters in the end



Second dream: I was having some sort of sexual encounter, though I can't comepletely recall it. All I remember is feeling as if I was achieving orgasm and ejaculation, but at the same time I woke up. It felt almost exactly as if I had a wet dream, only it had actually happened after I woke up. I slowly got up, not wanting to make any more of a mess than was already there, and headed into the bathroom to clean up. Before I left my room I checked the clock. Only 2:00? I had only been asleep for about 2 1/2 hours. Just as a quick RC I looked away then looked back, still 2:00. Alright, not a FA. I walked into the bathroom and checked my underwear, but it was completely dry. No jizz or anything. I did 2 more RCs, checking my hands and plugging my nose, but they both failed, I was still awake.

I didn't want to lose any more sleep since I had school in the morning so I went straight back to bed.

(There were two more fragments but they were just remembering a certain place/a person, no specific information)