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Dream 1 - Bus Fight
I remember being in the village where I live and I was on the bus with some friends. There was some kind of dickhead who was being a dick to a friend of mine, he wasn't on the bus so my friend got off and started walking to a better place to fight. The bus I was on followed them, the guy driving was a pasty white guy with glasses. We turned up at a grassy every enclosed by trees, my friend (Daniel) is fighting the other guy (who is now Johnny). Dan is a Tae Kwon Do black belt in real life, and Johnny (in my dream at least) was super buff. The bus driver steps out and is now a big black super buff guy now. He knows that a fight is unavoidable, so he smacks the two fighting and gets their attention. He says "kicks allowed only to the neck and below", asserting himself as the judge. Dan immediately launches a low kick to Johnny's knee which cracks. Johnny lets slip a yelp of pain and steps back. He's a big guy and decides he should just charge at Dan. Dan, being the comical guy he is (IRL) scuttles back super quickly while squeeling loudly, poking his tongue out and doing jazz hands. Johnny doesn't want to look 'silly' in the fight so he doesn't chase too much. I can't remember what happens next.

Dream 2 - Death
I recall heading out somewhere with some friends, but I hadn't had any lunch yet. The area was suburban with nice green scenery, it reminded me of Dunedin a bit. We were walking up a slope and I figured I'd ditch, I wanted to head home and eat and it looked like we weren't going to eat for a while if I stayed. I headed off back towards the house we came from at a jogging pace.

I'm back at the house now but we're leaving in a car (me and a friend). He starts reversing but isn't paying attention, he goes too far and I start freaking out because there's a cliff behind us. "Dude, stop! Look out!" I say, he doesn't stop in time, I feel the car lurch as it slides back over the edge. Nonononononononoonononoononononoo.
The sheer fear and panic that rose in me was enough to jump my heart to my throat, I knew it was over and that I would die. The car slipped over and started plummeting and I could see the ground racing towards me. Right before impact I woke up in a panic, it had felt TOO real.

That dream was a bit of a reflection of me having just learnt how to drive and also the experience I had during rock climbing 2 days ago.

Surprised how much I managed to write down in the morning.. I typed it out on my phone before I got up, it didn't feel like much to remember though. This will probably be the only way for me to write my dreams up now, since I'm rising at 5:30am and then I'm hustlin' and bustlin' around to get to work.

Dream
I'm outside where there's green grass around, there's supposedly 3 classes (there's 3 of us). 2 of us are running around chasing the one another, they resemble Sterling and Lana from the show 'Archer'. They're just being goofy, I kind of see things in 3rd person next to the other class character. There's something about a hedge wall they're running around, it shifts and moves places which doesn't make much sense to me. I forget how, but 2 of the classes die and I'm the last one remaining. I think how silly it is, I'm not even the strongest. The other guy was super powerful and talented for his class but I ended up being the one to live (I seem to miss them or something).

I'm in a cave now, there's a huge tombstone sized book latched across my back. I swing it off and plant it upright on the ground, then kneel before it. It has 'game-like' options displayed on it, oddly enough. Is it really a book? I'm quite powerful at this point, having gone a long way since my friends died. I'm trying to get some sort of power from here though.

Now I'm at a place that resembles my old primary school, I'm brawling with this ginger white guy but he's not really a match for me (I don't think there's anything 'power' or 'magic' related going on either). We fight 2-3 times without really going hard enough to have a 'winner'. The guy is also a real douche, like SUPER douchey.

I'm now in my house, just randomly sitting on the toilet in the bathroom with the door open (NO I'm not doing anything, the seats were down, I might have been brushing my teeth and too lazy to stand I think?). The mother of white ginger guy comes in, she's super hot and beautiful dark skinned woman, but a bit older than me (in her 30s I think? But still really hot). She gives me a bag of pills, it's supposed to be medicine for helping with my eating. Apparently she thought I had vomited because there was a bit of pumpkin in the sink. I have to explain to her that it was from when I rinsed my bowl, since I made a red curry with pumpkin in it (the bathroom is right next to my room, I don't do this but it's really plausible in RL). It's considerate of her to do that, she's nice. Much nicer than her douchey son. I get up and we walk out into the hallway, we're talking by my room and I kind of head her in there. She's in the doorway in front of me (I'm still in the hallway). I say how it's kind of her to give those to me, then say "But I'd much rather have you". She gets all bashful and blushes, I lead her further into my room intending to tease her. There's people in the house and it's broad daylight and we know we really SHOULDN'T, but it feels naughty . I start kissing her, we're in my room now and the door is wide open. We're still safe since I can't hear anyone down this end of the house. I sit on the bed and pull her onto my lap so she's riding. Kissing her again, she turns away shyly so I can't see her blushing. I make her turn back look at me, she's really pretty. We start having sex *somehow* through our clothes, enough to make us really want it but we have to stop before someone passes by. I then wake up.

Sooo yeah, from goofy start to adventure, street brawling and sexy time. Twas good.

My sleep schedule was messed up last night. I fell asleep around 5:30, woke up at 9:00. Did homework and watched youtube videos until about 1:45, then went back to bed and woke up at 6:00. I did not expect to get lucid. I didn't even expect to have any dream recall.

I vaguely remember from my 'first sleep' that had something to do with me staying over at my grandparents' house. They had shelves upon shelves of food because they were preparing for the end of the world. I then remember somebody broke into their house and started stealing all the food. They were really mad.

...

I remember I was living in a city/urban area. (Just row upon row of identical gray tenement buildings. I remember most of the buildings had lots of green plants on them. Ivy and vines, trees growing on the roofs and stuff. That's a dream sign.) I would ride my bike to college/work everyday. It was pretty crowded, but I was navigating the crowd pretty quickly. I could ride in the street. There were designated bike lanes and very few cars.

These two malevolent teenagers approached me and tried to block my path. I went into the street to go around them, and they started chasing after me. I remember they were grabbing at my backpack and trying to take things from it. I told them to stop or they we're going to get it. They just gave me a cruel smile and didn't say anything back.

I remember they chased me for a quite a few blocks. Eventually I came across this construction site that I rode into. I remember there was this scaffolding with ramps that I could ride up. At one point, I even rode my bike across a very thin board that would have been hard to walk across. I started riding my bike across rooftops and such (because dream) and got cornered by them in this clock tower type building. I got off my bike and warned them again. They just approached me with that same smile. It seemed like they were older now, not teenagers, but full blown adults. (I also remember one of them was a black guy now, when he hadn't been that way before.)

Nature Show Guy: And here we see the JadeGreen, scientific name Jadus Oneironoughtus in its natural habitat. It is generally a peaceful creature, but if given no other option, it will attack.

I remember I fought one of the guys by twisting his arm and flipping him over my shoulder into a pile of wooden boxes. He got two black eyes and went unconscious. The other guy phoned his friends telling him to send more guys. I grabbed his arm and made him drop his phone and break it. I then kicked him a couple times and made him fall off a platform. That put him unconscious...

I was worried that I might have seriously hurt the guys, but I saw that they were just knocked out. Four other punks (three male, one female) approached the tower. The leader said that he was sorry his boys had 'acted out' again and he would pay me to have them back. (Woo! Free money.) He wanted me to feel comfortable with the exchange so he told me to meet him downstairs in the subway restaurant.

We met down there. He was actually really nervous around me. He asked me for [the name of one of his guys] and for some reason I handed him a small envelope. He opened it, and turned it upside down and the guy fell out. He gave me a check. I handed him the second envelope and the other guy fell out. They poured cold soda on the guys and that made them come back from being unconscious. The gang leader guy apologized again and bought me a sandwich. (suck up).

I remember my sub sandwich was very weird because all of the meatballs were stuck together. (So it was more like a meatloaf sandwich.) For some reason this really grossed me out. I became lucid and the dream shifted.

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I was back in my neighborhood, and amazingly lucid. Flying time. (I did promise myself that the first thing I would do when I got some really good lucidity again was go out and fly.) The thing that I thought was the most weird was the fact that the season was actually correct to what the weather is like now.

I took off using my usual method of forcing myself up on jets of flame. I remember the jets of flame and sound effects looked and sounded like the rockets in KSP. (Weird, haven't played that game in awhile. Waiting for the new version to come out.) It took off. Flying was sluggish at first. I said 'faster' but wasn't going much faster. I then yelled 'COME ON!', but not in a really angry way, more of a sort of aggressive 'Let's do it' kind of way. The dream responded well to this and an appropriate flying speed came. I remember I flew very close to the side of a house, within a couple of inches, while moving at about 70km/hr.

I then did a couple of 'barrel rolls' while flying down over the street. Dream spinning never seems to work for me. (Usually not changing the environment.) But the upside is that I can get away with flying stunts all I want and not lose the dream. I thought about that in a dream. I then remember intentionally flying head on into an oversized fire hydrant. (Was about 8 feet tall) just to see what it would feel like. I felt almost nothing but stopped abruptly. (Yeah just like last time) Even though it showed the crash from third person and it looked really painful and made a cartoony 'clang' sound effect.

I took off and started flying again, heading away from my subdivision to see if I could enter a dream-original environment. The trees had gnarled into loops and corridors making for a challenging but very fun flying course. At some point I flew through a treehouse. (In one window, out the other). I then decided that I wanted to head back to my neighborhood to see if I could do some summoning.

I remembered my quick reverse technique for flying that I used to use. Do a (summersalt? somersalt?) in mid air and blast fire jets the other way. Much faster than a slow banking turn. I turned back to the neighborhood. I flew up high over it, getting the whole thing in view and noticing that it was outright deserted. I decided to try summoning at the house of my old crush from way back when. I came in close and saw a big black lab in their front yard.

'That's Familiar' I thought to myself. (Though this time it was big, but still realistically sized for a dog. Not like last time where the dog was seven feet tall.) But the dog was barking at me and growling viciously. Two other dogs came out and started barking too. One of them was a very small poodle or something, and the other one was I think a doberman, kind of skinny ish... Shouted 'NO' at the dog and told him to stop barking, but he didn't listen. I was reluctant to land for the dream journeying into dog attack nightmare territory. But I landed anyway. Luckily all of the dogs just wanted to give me kisses instead.

The dream started to fade out. I remember realizing that I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear, just a tank top. I thought I could manifest them fairly easily, but that it was too late in the dream to matter. I then remember (as visuals went out) hearing an unrelated friend of mine ask why I was on his lawn wearing only a shirt.

I was preparing for a school trip. Suddenly I woke up in the bus, my teacher was sitting in the front part of bus, directly in front of me. There was a weird string going from doors of bus. I grabbed it and pulled. It was really long, and placed firmly in the doors.

Suddenly I woke up again. I was lying on two seats. There were two girls sitting in row in front of me. I looked around and wondered how I changed my position. One of the girls looked at me, she had curly brown hair and green eyes. I tried to lie down some more, but others regulated backs oh their seats that they almost crushed me. The bus stopped and we had a chance to visit a mall. I tried to put on my shoes, but I already had some on. I entered one of the sections of mall. There were loads of junk food on shelves. I went straight to checkout assistant and asked if there's a toilet nearby. I took the door that was nearby and ended up in a hospital hallway. I moved to doctors office and went back to the streets.

I could see the bus from afar. I went towards it, but someone caught my arm and stopped me. It was a man with short, black hair. He had beard and moustache, and he was wearing industrial era worker clothes. He retired to so me, but I moved on. He drove a bike after me, and when he got close, he left it and charged at me. I jumped and dodged, trying to counter his attacks. I was a bit scared and all sweaty. He took a broad, gladius like dagger and tried to slash me. I felt adrenaline rush, but my mind was still calm. I thought "He should throw that knife at me, and I should catch it.". He did as I thought - thrown his weapon. I caught it and stabbed him in the heart. Then I moved back to bus.

I got teleported away and had to play a game in which I chose spot and DC bird flies towards it. My goal was to kill a snake that hypnotized whole city and was ruling it. I failed and the game changed into nor sure scrolling adventure than a strategy. It was really similar to Captain Claw game.

Train fight
I'm at a train station in Amsterdam. I'm jogging at a slow pace towards my train. Turns out that wasn't necessary, cause one of the doors still has to open by the time I get there. I'm thinking about which wagon I'm gonna take, taking into consideration where I need to get out. I decide on the 2nd door of the 1st wagon. I take a seat close to the door. The destination of the train is a bit weird. At some point it's Groningen I think, but it will pass the Indonesian island Lombok. The conductor is at the front of the carriage, starting to do his ticket checking routine. Two guys, about late teens, 1 white, 1 black, whom are sitting in the front are causing trouble. They don't have a valid ticket. The conductor tells them to get off, but they refuse. Eventually they start threatening to beat him up. I walk over to the front and tell them not to be stupid. This wagon is loaded with people. One of them tells me he doesn't give a shit and will beat me up too. I tell him that even if he succeeds, there are plenty of people left in this wagon who he'll have to face. He gives me a shove by planting his foot into my chest. He says something, a clever word pun that I can't recall. I tell him that that's funny. It's kinda hard to fight with the carriage swinging left and right. I see a sort of twitter feed about our fight, like a live update.

Free food
An event has been organised by some freerunners that I know. Walking around the area while the setup is being prepared, I see a lot of freerun friends. It's starting to rain pretty heavily. Nevertheless the event continues. There are also many non freerunners in attendance. There's a lot of food, including donuts with red glacing. I'm walking around and see that many people are taking the food without paying for it. A blond, teenage girl walks off right in front of me and I grab a hold of her by her elbow to tell her that she should pay for that. I go to one of my friends, who is just about to make an announcement through the microphone. I tell him that he needs to do something about this.

Knock knock
I'm with the (ex)girlfriend of my housemate. We're sort of together, but at the same time my housemate is not allowed to find out, perhaps to spare his feelings. We're in what's supposed to be my room, together under the covers. I think a guy enters my room at some point. Also at some point there's a dragon which looks like Smaug behind the not fully closed door. Damn, she didn't close it and now the dragon might get in. I quickly go to close it. At some point I go to the adjacent bathroom to take a shower. It's of real shitty quality. The water won't even drain. I convince myself that this is Indonesia. Maan.. do I really wanna do this for 3 months, showering like this? It's just the beginning of my journey and I'm already sick of it. Then I think about the fact that this is February and I'm not in Indonesia yet. This is a practice run of sorts to allow me to get used to it.

I'm in a classroom filled with only kids who have done some pretty childish messed up things. We're all sitting down, some talking , some staring, not much is happening. That's when the teacher walks in and assigns us a correction of behavior assignment. Which was go outside and run anywhere you want. Yea so we all went outside and began to run out in the grassy open field. I had a yellow bike and I some how really cared about it. I decided to place it near a wooden fence so I could come back for it when I was done running.

As I begin running I had the thought that my favorite yellow bike could actually be stolen by one of these delinquents. So I decide to turn my head as fast as I can while running and I see this slightly tall kid taking my bike with a smile. He utters the word yes my new bike as if it was always his. I quickly ran up to him and since this was a school for behavior improvement I tried a nice approach and be reasonable with him. I tell him hey I forgot about my bike for a second may I have it back? He looks at me and says it's his bike and starts riding away. I begin to feel panic, confusion and maybe some anger. I apparently had super speed cause it didn't take long at all for me to catch up to him on my feet.

I still was trying to control my anger so I didn't knock him off the bike but place my hand over the bike to stop him. I ask again to give my bike back but he gets annoyed and makes an attempt to punch me. After getting hit I decided to just fight him and while this is happening I realize the dream scene was beginning to swirl around and become distorted. I became lucid once I figure out that usually when I have a thought in a dream that I suspect could happen, will usually happen when I'm dreaming.

It didn't take long for the dream to change and the lost of my lucidity.

In my other dream I had been directing a business man to the hotel I work at so he can make it to a meeting. While we're on the highway in the middle of the night. The dream changes and I believe I have woken up. I see a game I have been watching on Youtube for sometime since I wanted to get it. This game was playing on the television and I could not recall when I got it. The thought that this had to be dream came to mind and as I try to clear my eyes. After saying this isn't real I wake up.

2.18.16

5am-1pm shift yesterday. Nap most of the afternoon and night. Dream recalled just before 4am.

(This one was few days ago: I'm on some tour in North Korea. We walk around and have some meals. The tour guide is suspucious of me because apparently that is my second consecutive tour and they think I'm a spy)

Today:
DR 1:
I am living on a top floor of a scryscraper. Some residents are talking in a hallway about safety. Somehow we find out that they cut corners while building the structure and someone said they inspected the part that is still under construction and there are parts of walls and support structures missing. The building can crumble at any moment. I feel the urgency and me and my mom start packing.

We make it to the ground. I look up at the cloudy night sky and I can see the unfinished part of the building starts to shake and buckle. I yell "look it's coming down" and parts of it are starting to rain down. I see people holding on to it while falling. Now I am one of the falling ones. We ar really high up and I'm liking it. My stomach starts to feel like on a roller coaster and I'm enjoying the fall. I wonder if I will finally hit the ground, as I never do in any of my lucid falls (this was non-lucid).

There was lot more details in the building and on the ground before and after this, but they are all so vague.

I'm talking to someone, I think it's AURON. Looking at some readouts from my dream stats. There is one line of text in blue, looking like a URL link. I say "oh ok, it's blue, looks like I was lucid then, when I "went" to fall with others, because I love falling."

DR 2:

There is a body of water with some monster keeping hostages on some floating structure. The traffic is closed off nearby so police can take care of this.

I'm sitting in a huge orange/yellow construction truck and I aim it straight down an almost vertical slope heading for the water. Some of my friends does some magic and makes the slope slippery with snow and ice. I gun it and drive the truck in the water. I poke a tiny needle hole into the monster and he slowly deflates.

DR 3:

I'm at the airport carrying people in my cab. With another cabbie we decide to take some passenger and his luggage.

So I'm in third person point of view, viewing an old woman who is hook up to a lot of stuff that I assume life support. I think she just died as people bring candles and things. I zone out of this scenario and see superman getting beaten up by someone I don't know. As superman drifts to unconsciousness the dream changes again. Everything reappears and I become more aware that I am dreaming. I open a door since nothing else would appear and see superman and wonderwoman tied up in a chair. They both had their eyes covered up. I make an attempt to untie both of them but some guy punch me from behind. I am no longer lucid. Lucidity Time: 1 minute

Ritual: Yesterday was full of work and stress, conditions that I have previously correlated to vivid dreaming. I worked until going to bed at 2am. Woke at 5am to feed the cat, then again at 6am after a dream that culminated in an experience of intense frustration, vivid enough that I spent around 45 minutes writing it down—an unintended but useful WBTB. Since today will also be very busy I did not do any other lucid practices, however, I had primed myself a little by reading the list of TOTYs last night. Apart from those conditions, the following dream was spontaneous, and I woke from it at around 8:45am.

DILD: I am at my mother's house, but it is unlike any WL house. I am in a long room with high ceilings, very spacious and sparsely furnished, with no modern accoutrements. Maybe it is the medieval look of the interior that reminds me of the TOTYs, and I become lucid. Which would be a good one to do? Fairy would be easier to do outdoors. I could turn into a dragon but then I'd have to destroy everything and I don't want to wreck my mother's house. Phoenix? That would be a good one. I try to remember the details. I can't just summon it directly, I have to burn something, right? I look around the room for something suitable.

On the far end of the room is a table under a shuttered window. The table is covered with a white cloth, and spread across it is an assortment of jewels and precious stones. These look ideal. I select a faceted gem and place it in my left palm. It is small, only about six millimeters across, transparent with cobalt blue striations, like a combination of diamond and sapphire. It is faceted into what I think of as a classic gem shape. [According to online sources, this is simply called a "round" cut.] I walk slowly across the room back toward the couch where my mom is sitting, concentrating on the stone and willing it to catch fire. The stone feels inert in my hand, and I feel that I have chosen the wrong one. From the coloring, this stone is clearly attuned with ice, not fire. I should go back and pick a different one.

I return to the table and find a small stone of matte earthy red color. This is more a mineral than a gem, and it is shaped like a narrow lozenge, almost a centimeter long, pointed at the ends, and only a few millimeters wide in the middle. I begin to will it into flame, but immediately have second thoughts. The stone is so skinny and small, it would probably make a scrawny phoenix. I go back to the table to look for a better one.

I decide to find a gem that could pass for a phoenix egg, examine the options more carefully, and finally come across a good-sized stone around three centimeters across. It is also matte and reddish, but a generous oval in shape, and the top is composed of randomly assorted rounded protrusions, like bubbles. The bottom has been leveled off and already set into a metal frame. I decide that this one is ideal, put it in my left palm, and begin to invoke fire in earnest. Around this time my mom tries to talk to me about doing some household chore but I hush her: "Not now, I'm busy."

The stone resists at first, but I do not let myself doubt my ability to do this. I've summoned fire in my palm before. This time I'm just transmuting it from a substrate. I will a flame to emerge from the stone and soon it does—but I notice that in the process, the stone has transformed into a candle. The candle is larger than the stone, filling my hand. It is a 6cm tall cylinder and is conveniently fitted in a round container. Between the candle and the sides of the container is what looks like a filling of crumpled dry grass.

The flame is burning on the wick in the ordinary way, and I will it to expand and consume the whole candle, turning it into the phoenix I am trying to create. For a moment it burns quietly, but then the whole object transforms again. Briefly I seem to be holding a bundle of smoldering dried grass, around a foot in diameter, until the whole thing explodes and violently flies apart, patches landing in various places around the room. Failure? I'd better check the remains.

I wander around to a couple of the smoking remnants, but see nothing notable. I remember that I need to keep my expectations high, so as I walk toward a third, larger patch, I anticipate finding a baby phoenix. Sure enough, when I prod at the charred dried grass, underneath I discover a tiny, long-necked, bird-like creature! The phoenix has hatched! But it is it skinny and completely limp. What can I do to help? As a creature of fire, I reason, it must need heat. It is probably freezing to death.

I gently pick up the baby bird, which drapes across my hands with no sign of life, and take it to the fireplace. Luckily there is already a good fire burning. There is a kind of metal chain screen separating the fire from a metal grate on the hearth. Sprawled on the grate, soaking up the heat, is a long iguana-like lizard that I had previously noticed on the table when I was selecting jewels. I figure it must be a salamander, with the same need for warmth as my new phoenix. Should I place the phoenix in the fire directly, or on the grate? Since my hypothesis about the wisdom of putting the phoenix in the fire is as yet untested, I decide to lay it on the grate in case I need to remove it quickly.

The experiment goes well. As soon as I lay the baby phoenix next to the fire, its body begins to perk up and fill out. It grows until it resembles a toucan in shape and size, though red in color and with a sleeker bill. Success! But was there more to the task? I can't remember if we were also supposed to fight something, and figure I'd better do that as well as long as I can maintain dreamstate. "Let's go fight something!" I say to the newborn phoenix, and it hops up on my shoulder.

I head past the table with the jewels and open the window in the end wall. The window is a square aperture about three feet on a side, fastened with a single wooden shutter. The shutter is hinged on one side, flush with the wall when closed, and opens inward to the left. This truly resembles a medieval house in that there is no glass in the window, so it is easy to climb up and out. I pause on the sill and bid the phoenix to fly on ahead. Meanwhile, I hang up the long metal hook that I used to open the shutter so that I can grab it when I come in later, then use another device that resembles a hook attached to a wire loop to suspend myself from the sill and ease the drop to the ground, which is far enough below that it requires some precaution. I have the feeling that I have done this many times before.

Once on the ground, I look around for someone or something to fight. I am on a grassy lawn that extends between a number of different buildings. The buildings themselves don't leave a distinct architectural impression—I wish I had taken a closer look. Instead I was scanning the ground between them, but all I see are ordinary people walking about, none of whom seem like suitable opponents. I don't want to be an unprovoked aggressor.

The dream begins to fade. I worry that the abrupt transition to a different space might have unbalanced it, and I immediately take steps to stabilize, falling on my knees and examining the details of the grass while running my hands over it for texture. For a moment the grass turns grey and although I see all the usual plants among it, like clover, everything looks unusually small. But then a voice hails me from above and the dreamstate resumes its integrity: "Do you want to fight?" I promptly agree.

I am facing a man who is accompanied by a creature resembling a muscular, short-haired white dog. The man has a sword, and immediately begins to strike at me. Although I am unarmed, I find that I am able to parry his blows with my hands without too much discomfort. I suspect that I could turn the fight to my advantage if I want, but the whole point of this exercise was to fight in tandem with the phoenix. Where is that bird? "Phoenix? Phoenix!" I call anxiously.

The blade keeps falling, and I keep catching it and pushing it aside, but luckily the dog is hanging back for now. Suddenly to my relief the phoenix swoops in, aiming a stream of fire at the dog. More gouts of flame follow, consuming the man and dog, but they do not go down easily. I watch the phoenix, who has now taken human form, take a blade right through his stomach, angling up toward his chest. It is an unmistakably lethal blow, and I run over to him as he falls. I feel guilty for having put him in this predicament—but recall that for a phoenix, there should be a way to fix this.

Looking around frantically, I am pleased to discover a fireplace in my immediate vicinity. Nevermind the unlikelihood of finding a fireplace outdoors; it is just what I need so I don't question it. I drag the phoenix, currently in the form of a slim Asian boy, over to the hearth and dump him directly onto the flames. I expect the fire to heal him; instead he begins screaming as his skin burns and chars. It is horrifying, but I hold him down as he struggles—he was dying already, this is the only thing that might help. Maybe this is how it is supposed to work. A phoenix has to die to be reborn, right? The human body blackens and burns away. Sure enough, in its place I find a little baby bird, looking much like it did initially but yellow instead of red this time. I wonder if its pale color means it needs to eat. The bird pecks at some morsel of food near the fire and I try to tempt it with something better. "Here, eat a hot one." I pluck an olive-sized piece from a row of snacks baking in the fireplace (I don't feel the heat, just as I didn't feel pain from the sword earlier) and offer it directly. The little bird compliantly swallows the morsel, growing in size and turning red again.

I feel that I have completed the task to satisfaction, so even before I wake up I begin reviewing the details, making sure I commit them to memory. There is a moment when I am back in the same house as the beginning of the dream and ask someone to remind me the name of the guy I fought. "Ziggy Starduster and the Hoarfrost," comes the reply. I note that they definitely said "Starduster," not "Stardust." Since I only hear rather than see the names, I briefly wonder if the dog's name is spelled "Whorefrost" or "Hoarfrost," but decide that the latter is more appropriate on a number of levels.

I get out of my car and I see three people talking. It is raining and we all appear to be at a park filled with cabins near a forest. The sky is dark and clouded, one of them ask me for a ride. I accept, I drove them about a mile away and stop the car. That's when I shot them a few times and drove back. My vision is becoming more blurry and seeing anything while it was night grew more difficult. I dump off their body at a near by lake and seem surprise that this time I didn't have any gloves on. I could hear the other two wondering why there friend went. I didn't even realize I dump the body with my eyes closed, it was actually day time and those two saw everything. One began to call the cops and I started driving off with my father. While driving I ask myself can I really be this reckless, this didn't seem right. Besides I usually only kill someone for a reason. We made to the high point of the city. This is where I realize I am dreaming. As my father and I enter inside the building to see a movie.

I am living in India, it appear to be night as I look around the wide field of the desert. I kept my body lying down on the ground for a form of cover as I am expecting snipers to take their shot when they see me. I do routine check ups to make sure I have not been followed. I look around and realize my eye sight is beginning to get blurry. I soon couldn't see a thing, this is bad I thought. I want to get down there so that the power there could be obtain. However I decided to retreat and assume this could be an enemies attack.

I go down from the hill and back to my base. There was an elderly woman seeing on a couch telling me she is tired of complaining about her life. I told her I am done for the day and went in to a room as she continues to want television. The dream scene has now change in to the room I am usually in. It is dark and from the shades from the curtains covering the window I can tell it is night. I had awoken from the usual leaf blowers who carry the loud machines. I decided to went for him to be done however he began banging at the window.

And demanded that I let him in. I had a feeling something like this could happen and notice that the window was beginning to crack. I got up and tried to go to the living room, I then continue to open the bathroom door and lock my self inside. I hear him bash through the door with a weapon and for some reason the restroom tiles kept making sounds with my feet against them. This allowed him to know where I have been hiding. My eyes stare at the door handle as he uses some ping pong racket to phase through the door handle.

That didn't make any sense to me but he's here and I begin to tense myself for a fight. To my surprise the door opens up to a boy who looks 13 years old wearing a purple hoodie and khaki shorts. I get out the restroom and demanded what is going on. He looks at me expecting me to stay still but I push him aside and can see my family inside a car while the front door is opened. The boy look at me as he prepares to attack but I ignore this and walk outside. I am still frustrated but is now more curious to why everyone is outside. It seems they were preparing to leave, the sky is now sunny which is odd considering it has been dark not too long ago.

I go back inside the house as I just remember the boy was still inside. I look for him and can see he is in the kitchen making himself something. I prepare to grab him but he quickly pulls out a knife. I told him to calm down and that I wasn't going to try anything. I then check my father room and notice he has stolen some of the pages in my dream journal.

More irritated than before, I turn around to go look for him no longer caring that the boy is wielding a knife. However no one is in the house, go outside the front door and see that everyone has left. The sky is now dark with a couple of bright red showing the sun set was just ending. I begin to think maybe I can still catch up to the car even though I didn't know where it was. I begin running anyway and soon notice that the pathway around this area is now different from how I remember it. This isn't right I said, I soon realize I am in a different location. This place look very expensive and the people around here were all well dressed. I see railings and a fence, so I ran to it but realize as I got directly in contact with it that it was much bigger close up. I look down one of railings and can see I am on the top floor. I tried finding a way down passing through a couple dancing and see a slide that looks like the mouth of a sea creature. I slid down it thinking it was odd.

I walk pass other people going through a small tunnel , one guy pointed at this board we were all near to and said all the numbers mix with words were quantum mechanic. Some were debating with his assumptions as me and others struggle to get through the line. I manage to get out and enter this weird grocery store, I decided to get a couple of things since I was on my own now. That is when I met up with the kid who stole some of my dream journal. He continue to follow me through out the store. He then grabs my head and makes funny gestures. I turn around ask what did he want. He tells me to be quiet and continues to put his hand on my head. I told him why did he rob me? He replied that it didn't matter and that he just did it to do it. I yelled out that wasn't good enough and demanded to know why again. He decides to say that he has robbed me plenty of times before and that it has become a habit for him.

I told him I had been aware of numerous items going missing lately. It made me angry that he didn't have a good reason for stealing. I snap and threw all the grocery items I had in the cart in the air. I told him I am ready to fight as he begins to tear up. I couldn't believe this, suddenly a woman working in the grocery store came to his aid asking what is wrong. He drops to the floor and continues to cry. I grab the child by the neck telling him he should know better. The woman grab my arm trying to throw me off the boy. I elbow her and could hear a lot of people beginning to hear the situation. I then ran off from the store. Passing a police officer while looking for a car.

The sky was now grey and partially raining. I find a car and enter inside and continue to drive off. Many of the cars were driving fast and some were trying to slow down as the rain made the road very slippery. I tried driving up to the next lane however due to how fast I am going I lost control and landed on a muddy swamp. My car wouldn't move anymore and I had now transition in to third person point of view. The car took a turn for the worst as it was getting suck in to the muddy swamp. I can feel myself getting out of the car and having trouble breathing through the piles of mud. I started thinking I should try to wake myself up now. But I manage to get all the rocks and mud off of me before drowning.

Another car had lost control and landed in to the swamp as well. He however was too far in the swam to even get out of it. I decided to leave and run up the road, however the road seem to have been slice off making me drop down. I landed on some grassy rocks and continue to walk from there.

That is when I saw this very odd building. There was this voice in my head telling me that I had to go up there. I decided to listen and went up there. There was this weird creature that told me if I am ready for the next challenge. I didn't give an answer and woke up.

I find myself in a remote building with many stairways that cross all over the building. I keep walking and then a game app showed up on my vision saying try out the new game. The dream scene change slightly to adjust to the game which was basically red robots trying to run at me and I had to shoot them before they got to me. I played for awhile and soon find a red car and tried driving it. Every time I drive in this red car it would only go back and forth. It could not turn to the side.

I get up from the car and continue where I left off by going down the endless stairs. Not long I get another message on my screen of a guy typing he would help me out. He also stated that his brother is annoying with a word like "KMLB" I suppose that could be that he wants to kill his little brother. I didn't know but I decided to try and find him. I soon found apart of the stairs to be blown up making me unable to continue walking. I could see the person on the other side who may have sent me the message.

They had a toy gun in their hand and dress like they were dessert agent. I took a jump and had an false awakening. I get up and felt like I have left my body. I start hovering around and could see a roach on the ceiling. I ignore and just enjoyed the weightless feeling in till I see a hand on the bed corner. I got to it and I find it looks very similar to my hand. I take off the stuff that was around it and pick it up with my hand. I realize a few things at this moment.

My hand was transparent, the hand I am lifting up is acting lifeless nor is warm. I wonder if it was my hand and I began feeling a tugging as if I was being drag to it. I begin thinking this could be a dream as I tried backing away but my head felt like it was beginning to swallow itself. Before I knew it I woke up.



I find myself walking in line with a lot of other people going to a beach? But we all had to get registered through a section in the building. It took awhile but I was getting closer till the railing disappear at the end. This made it difficult to keep my balance as we were all about 17 feet above ground. I struggle and fell which for some reason the ground seem like it sky rocket so I wouldn't get hurt. Since I fell I could not join them and was place in to a classroom. I stayed in the classroom where the lights were off and a teacher assign us to do a math problem of 360 divide by 9. We all began working on it and this kid next to me was trying to cheat off me.


The teacher is standing right next to us but he wont do anything about it. The kid tells me to erase most of my answer cause they were wrong. I told him I wont do anything while scolding him to get his own answers. Eventually the argument we were having grew out of hand and we began fighting each other. At the end of it, I remember getting hit by a black metal bat that resulted in me having a false awakening.

I get out of bed to see my father , I also saw one of the snacks I use to eat on the side of the bed. It showed signs that rats have eaten it partially. I then left the room and went in to the living room to my surprise. The color of the walls were all red and they were portraits of Merry Christmas around the house. It look odd seeing the entire place red. I figure I must be dreaming and did some rc's which failed. I wasn't convince I awake as I saw too many chairs and tables flip over in wrong areas like the kitchen, with the addition that vision kept spiraling around like a circle.

I could see a shadow opening the back door and I attempted to hide. It is my brother who enters the kitchen and tells me he already knows I'm there. At the same time my mother had been walking down the stairs. Around this time I wake up. Lucidity Time: 22 seconds

Whiteboard
I'm writing on my whiteboard with a whiteboard marker. There is not much consistency in the colour that I'm using. At some point I erase something I just wrote, which was written in blue. I also try to write something with my black marker, but it seems the ink has run out. It turns out that the marker I'm using is actually a red one and it won't work because I'm writing over some blue parts, which messes with the red tip. I thought it was red because the cap I pulled off it was red. Weird.. shouldn't the whole body of the red marker be red?

Fragment
» There's something with a submarine. I'm spectating I believe. Something has gone wrong with the submarine and some things have to be done to prevent people from drowning. It doesn't feel all too realistic. At some point it also seems more like it's a computer that needs fixing. I think about what a horrible way to go it would be to drown in a submarine. Like hell I'll ever get on one.

» Not sure what we're doing. We're recording a video, but I can't recall for what purpose. I'm a bit conscious of the fact that I'm totally naked. Lets make sure the camera doesn't pan down any further than is necessary.


Nasty drink
I'm in Indonesia with a classmate. I decide to get us some food on the moped. I sort of see/know a very fast summary of a few seconds of me being at the foodplace and then I'm back with food. She tells me that the place I wanted to go to is quite far and the food must be cold. I told her that it's far for her, but not for me, since I have a moped. I think she asks me where I live. I live right around the corner of her place, but I don't wanna tell her since I don't really like her. I take a zip from a bottle. It's one of those bottles which you have to squirt if you really want to make something come out. The taste is a bit vile and I quickly realise that I'm drinking my lens fluid.

Uni hoodie
I'm walking outside on a slightly sunny day. I see my cousin with her two kids. I pass past some branches and they are just laying there on the sidewalk having some fun. I think I give my cousins a hug. They then start to move to the other side of the street, where my mom's car is parked. She is standing close to it. Because I was talking to their mom, it took both of us a moment to realise they were heading out to cross a street. I run after them. They are surprisingly fast. I catch up to them at a point where I couldn't have prevented anything. If there was a car, all I would have accomplished was that I would have gotten hit first. There is nothing. The 4 year old is wearing my grey hoodie from my university. It's all soaked and it's way too big for her, dragging over the ground. I ask what happened to it, as I'm attached to that hoodie. Her mom and my mom both tell me to not make a fuss about it as it can be cleaned. I'm not, I just wanna know what happened. I consider trading my crappy red hoodie for the uni hoodie, but what would I wear then? I'm not gonna wear the uni hoodie while it's wet.

I'm at my mom's home, on the balcony. I throw my uni hoodie on a drying rack. I ask a question about it and my mom gives me this shitty answer that's not really an answer. Now I'm mad.

I'm sitting in my room. I can hear my mom shout, asking to borrow €1,- for some reason. I ignore it. It turns into an argument. I'm not gonna borrow her the €1,-. She can't even answer a question but she wants to ask favours? No! I think about later tonight, when I'll need a ride to the train station. Fuck it. I'll figure something out on my own.

I was in school, inside an office. I was there with my mother and younger sister, and we were waiting for som papers. We finally got them, left the school and entered our car. We drove around the crowded streets. There were so many pedestrains that moving with car was almost impossible. A few times I could see two girls from my class.

We finally drove away from the city to a countryside. We stopped at a gas station and entered it. It was really crowded, and suddenly everyone started to fight. I tried to hide myself from them, and then suddenly all of them disappeared. My family was gone too, and there was only a dude that drowned in a sink inside the building. I had a bad feeling walking there, I felt like he was watching me all the time. I moved, keeping my eye on him, and saw that his eyes followed me. I said "Don't stare at me!", grabbed his head and moved it away so he couldn't stare at me. But he was moving to his previous position all the time.

I decided that this is the best moment to leave this accursed place. There was an alley in between two houses. It led to nearest city, so I followed it. But it was strange too, as running all the time I've never changed my position, and it looked like reality stretched itself to stop me. I was running until everything became black.

I regain vision on the road, in front my houses front yard. Suddenly I realised that I'm dreaming. Everything became dark again. I started to fly up from any danger, and tried to make everything bright again. I felt really light and I was floating up without any effort, but I couldn't move down or fly forward. Everything became brighter, taking colours from gray, to yellow and red.

Then the red colour disappeared. I was in that gas station, but it was moved inside a strange undrground complex. It looked like it was long abandoned, there was an ankle depth water that was slowly raising. I was lying in my bed. Suddenly I heard someone banging on the door on the upper floor. I looked up, and saw that drowners run into the room.

Still lying in my bed, I was surrounded by them. I looked closely to one of them - gray, rotting skin and sunken, bloody eyes. They were waiting for a move from my side. I told "I'm dreaming. You are not real." I tried to phase my hand through stomach of one them, but I couldn't do it. All I did was touch his dead, cold belly.

I decided to fight with them, and grabbed one of them by throat. Seeing that he can't die of suffocation, I just smashed his head until he stopped moving. The other one died the same way. The water was still raising, it was about knee depth. I moved out to a corridoor, and I was swarmed by zombies and drowners. It was hard to fight with them, so I ran around and tried to kill them one by one. For some reason I didn't have good dream control.

Suddenly I heard an alarm, and a huge floodgate opened. The water was flowing rapidly out of it. It was contaminated with blood, chunks of rotten flesh and vomit. It formed a disguting soup. I have almost panicked, running around a sealed, flooding complex infested with drowners and zombies.

I have lost lucidity and assumed a role of observer. A man entered the corridoor from upped sections of the complex. He was wearing a white jacket and jeans trousers. He was well built and had bright hair. His weapon was most interesting - a plasma gun. He quickly shot out all the drowners and zombies, then got to the control room.

Everything turned black, and then I saw a close up of the man's dead face. He had gray skin and sunken, bloody eyes. Then I saw that the floodgate has been closed. Next I floated up to the surface and then to the sky, watching a lake from the top view. Then I heard "There were only two survivors."

Intensive DEILD attempt 2:

Didn't wake up to any alarms last night (there was about 8). I got home late (past 9) and had a really late dinner, so I didn't get to go to bed until 11ish. This screwed up the timing for my alarms. Also I changed my alarm ringtone from rooster to random music on my phone and it isn't loud enough so I'll change it back.

Dream - Superman is Evil
There was quite a bit that happened before the main part I remember, it's a bit hazy though. I recall that Superman had turned evil, like he does in the movie (which I haven't seen, but I've played 'Injustice: Gods Among Us'). I think I can kind of do 'super' things, though I'm extremely weak compared to Superman. There seems to be a dragon that we killed at some point too, it was HUGE. The area we're in is like a lake with forest bordering the sides and a tower outpost in the water 10-20m from the edge. We end up fighting, I have to stop him from controlling the world and make him see his evil ways. There's a lot of dialogue but I can't really remember what we said. Because of the dragon there is tainted blood spilling into the water now, and from the fight the tower has collapsed. I can't fly like Superman so I'm standing on the collapsed tower as it floats on the surface of the water. I pull out a document, this is my secret weapon. It's 3 pages, some sort of deed that owns property maybe? For some reason Superman stops. I've 'won' now I think, like he can't fight me because of what the deed infers - as if it helped awaken him to what he's done but doesn't fully change him. I recall that both of us fall into the water after I expose the documents, I sink really deep into the water. I tuck the documents behind my back under my shirt so he can't take them from me. He's about 1m under the water (probably 15m above me), his arms are crossed and legs tightly together and he's looking at me (it's like he's 'flying' underwater). Gotta say, he looked pretty badass. After successfully hiding the documents without him noticing I started doing breast strokes to get to the surface. I could seriously feel my lungs about to burst from holding my breath for so long. I broke through the surface and gasped for air *AH!*. I look to my left and see a large plastic circular water tank that had come from the tower. It got bumped off and started rolling sideways across the water towards me and Superman. Shit, gotta dodge it. I paddle my way out of the way and so does Superman. It then bounces against the other edge of the tower (the tower kind of collapsed around us and we're surrounded by the debris). The water tank starts rolling back the other way again, we dodge it again. It bounces again against the tower on the opposite side but comes off at a slight angle. It starts rolling back again and we dodge it one last time. I spot the dead head of the giant dragon we killed floating our way, I climb out of the water to avoid it. As I walk across the outposts surface I hear a loud 'BOOM!'. There's suddenly a downpour of dark liquid raining down in the vicinity. What. The. F*ck. Dude. Superman had laser-beamed the dragon head to move it out of his way and it promptly exploded raining blood down all around. We can't touch the water now because it's gone black and sludgy from the taint caused by the dragons blood. I climb onto a log of debris and Superman gets on behind, he propels the craft forward slowly and we float across the water out of the area towards the treeline.

Dream experience: 7 (long, vivid, fantasy, emotion)
Dream awareness: 3 (good recall, good detail, emotion)

Dream 2 - Toys
I remember being at my parents house but it didn't quite look like it. I was playing on the floor with a kid and we had these miniature toys out that had little pieces. At some point they disappear and we're like 'what happened?'. Later on I think my mum and someone else who seemed familiar at the time pointed out to me that I had some kind of thing forming on the right side of my head above my temple. 'Is that some kind of viral infection?', the thought of it grossed me out and I touched it. I pull something out... A toy? It was a little white transparent samurai sword 1cm long that we had lost before. How did it get inside my head? I pull out another thing, it was called a 'log' though it was more like a pipe (0.3cm long) and was part of another toy. Ew. This is gross and weird. I can't recall what happens next.
Note: I actually felt at the time this occurred directly after the last dream but it feels entirely different so I'm listing it as a different dream.

Dream experience: 3 (vivid, emotion)
Dream awareness: 2 (average recall, good detail, emotion)