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I woke up this morning around 6, not recalling any dreams from last night. I decided to try the WILD technique for the first time, but I failed haha.

I don't quite remember where the dream started, but I know I was at my grandma's house... except it didn't look like her house at all. It was in the city and had two stories (in actuality it's only a one story in the middle of the country). She announced to me that the cake was done, and it was time for us to decorate it.

I asked, "Who is the cake for?" Since I didn't recall it to be anyone's birthday that was ultra important.

"Chris," she replied.

I gave her a strange look, but she gave me an excuse like it was my grandpa's brother's son's son, and in the dream it made sense to me, so I went along with it, but told her I didn't know how to decorate a guy's cake. She looked sad at that, so I changed my mind and helped her, saying that she'd have to do most of it.


So the scene changes, and we're at Chris's school which was my old elementary (at least in the dream, it didn't look the same save a few teachers). He's a kid about 6 or 7 years old. Tonight they're coincidentally having an assembly on his birthday, so we're going to celebrate his birthday there. We go inside the school, and it fades to black.

Things that stand out:

• Grandma's house wasn't the same
• I didn't know a Chris that's a kid
• My elementary school wasn't the same

*Kind of mad at myself with this one. There were three things that could've made me realize I was in a dream, but I failed!

Original journal entry dated July 16, 2002:

There was an elf in my dream, and a big castle, and the castle used to have people in it but didn't any more. So the elf, apparently, kept on living there, even though it was a little kid. Something about one parent being a goddess or something. In any case, I don't know what made all of the people leave, only that they came back and found the elf, and assumed that it was a harmless orphan when it probably could have killed them just by pointing at them. Then there was something about the cellar of the castle, and everything in my dream changed so that it was like Harvest Moon (the game), and for some reason the cellar was massive and there was a lot of wheat, and the characters had to live there for awhile because their own houses had flooded. And then I dreamed that we (we being me and some group of people, or maybe I was the elf this time?) were going through a toy store, only it was all salvaged stuff from before some big apocalypse (something to do with the castle), so it wasn't n horrible condition but some of the stuff was old and beaten up. Then I dreamed that they stuffed me into a toy rocket and sent me to the moon. The end.

Original journal entry dated July 17th, 2002:

The first dream had to do with baseball. We were all sitting in a field outside of a baseball diamond, watching the team play. Professional teams were playing the first half, but then the people who were watching were going to take over and play the rest of the game. But when we were going to switch, the professionals didn't want to because the game was so close. But they had to give up the field. I was the first up to bat on my team, and I quite unexpectedly hit a home run. Then I was back in the field for some reason, waiting my turn or something, and Lexa drew a comic strip about how the Desk Monster, who was a sentient pile of garbage who lived in a school desk, took over the classroom. It was very funny.
Then, for some reason, I was walking through an old apartment complex.
I was walking through the old building... and it was horribly dirty and broken-down. There was dirt and roaches (both the insect and the other kind) and crack-heads and such on the lower levels. There was the atmosphere of hunger and general hopelessness, aside from the smoke and narcotics.
But there was a level of the building that I had never noticed.
When I went up there, it was ten times worse than the rest of the building. The walls were rotted through and in some place there were simply gaping holes in the woodwork. What furniture there was was moldy and dirty, and home to myriad disgusting little critters. There were a few people, but they were all in drug-induced stupors. I think I had someone with me, but I can't remember who. The light was dirty and yellow (well, this wasn't much different than the rest of the building).

The last dream was sort of weird, in a way. In it, we -- we being a random group of adventurers that I don't know in real life -- were lost in the mountains. It was cold, snowy, and glacial. We were all looking for our master, basically our boss, who had gone to investigate a claim in the area. One of the party members, a dwarf, was hoping that it would be a silver mine, since he was a silver-dwarf - that was his caste, I guess - and he mined for and worked with only silver. He talked about the "gaudy" gold-dwarves, but I think he was sort of jealous. I assured him that silver was MUCH prettier. Incidentally, this is another dream in which I was male. Anyway, after much wandering around and a good deal of almost freezing to death we happened upon a rangers'-station and they took us in, warmed us up, etc., and reprimanded us for wandering around in an area we were unfamiliar with. But our master was there! He was very busy in a back room with something. He was a dwarf, I think. Anyway, the silver-dwarf went to watch him work. He was working on a ring. It turns out that the "claim" he was investigating was a special stand of trees with magical wood. You could forge the wood like metal, and it would become stronger than steel. The only thing you could carve it with was another piece of that type of wood. It was a beautiful rosy color, too. Anyway, he was going to make his magical ring out of this. The plans looked VERY complicated, though, and he called it his "masterpiece". But it turns out the piece of wood he was working on actually had the ring he was envisioning INSIDE of it. I briefly wondered if the ring was evil (a la "Lord of the Rings").

Dream 1(fragments):

I was on some minecraft server and we had problem setting up some stuff, i was using command line while trying to fix it and suddenly game turned into gmod, then as i continued fixing it turned into dreamviews chat somehow and commands started working totally wrong, op command was deopping and other way around, plus every time command was entered it spammed chat with weird messages.

Dream 2:

I was playing minecraft with 3 people(That were my friends in dream but i didn't knew them), we were in some brown land place with bushes around and some kind of ruins. Nearby were a few wooden buildings, one was like an inn of some kind, night was approaching as well so we went here.
Then at night some ghosty things started attacking us, so we fought them and noticed a gate at ruins that looked like creeper's face. We went out to investigate and land started filling with some kind of dead bush leaf blocks, the gate was active and there was lava under it.
Then i wake up, in different room, and i decide to expect someone to appear near bed.Surely some kid appears and i realize that i am dreaming(So opportunity for october TOTM comes only in november, lol), i ask him who is he and such, but he ignores me. I get up and ask again, he only responds with 'I need a doctor' and then shortly disappears as i look around. I shrug and continue with my goals, i switch to quadruped stance and go for window, but dream fades out shortly.
I wake up again and get distracted because i notice that i slept too much and then family distracts further as i talk about schedule being broken again.

I was in my college, at the 'back' of Cody and Solomon halls. I was in a dorm. New kid.

I attempted to induce a lucid dream tonight but I was too tired, as well as having some sinus pain (and the headache to go with it. The weather is not being kind to me.

At ~7 pm Pacific time, I lie down to sleep and curl up on my side. This is usually my initial sleeping position, prior to WBTB attempts. I fall asleep easily, reminding myself to be aware of my surroundings and do reality checks.

I dream that I am driving down a highway with my brother. Judging by the landscape, it's somewhere in southern Kentucky. I'm driving a very nice car, a BMW with some sort of fancy name (I keep forgetting throughout the dream and having to ask my brother). It's black, with charcoal grey detailing on the interior.

Now my brother is driving. He pulls the car over to the side of the highway, turns it off, and gets out. I assume something is wrong with the car and follow him. We walk down the side of the highway for a few minutes before I ask him, "What's wrong with the car?"
"Nothing," he says, and shrugs.
"I thought it broke down or ran out of gas," I say. "I'm going back to the car, we can't just leave it there."
We turn around and walk back to where the car was. There are several other cars by the side of the road - some older cars, Toyotas and Kias and the like - but my car is gone. After searching up and down the road for a while, I come to the conclusion that the car must have gotten towed. I'm upset with my brother about it, because now we have to go and get it from the impound lot, which will take a lot of time and money.

I wake up. My head hurts. I perform a reality check. I attempt WILD; I fail. I fall back to sleep and re-enter the same dream.

My brother and I are still trying to get the car back from the impound lot. We see an apartment complex, and head there. It may or may not be our home. As we enter an apartment, I realize that my laptop was in the car when it was towed. I'm very upset about this. All of my work is done on my laptop, and all of my files are on it. Without it, I won't be able to work or pay my bills. Even worse, I'm also worried someone will be able to bypass my password and other security measures and access confidential files and information.

I decide to take a shower. There is a small control panel in the shower, and the shower head also functions as a speaker. While I'm showering, I receive an email. I check it on the shower control panel. It's someone saying that they have my laptop and all of the files on it. They have recorded a message for me, and I realize that this person is a 12 year old boy. They are claiming that unless I pay them $1 per file, they will post them all on the Internet.

I'm glad that I have the recording and email as evidence; somehow, the manner in which my shower head/control panel functions also allows me to get their IP. I send them a message back asking them to please meet with me so that I can pay them a hefty sum of money and recover my laptop. They agree to do so. I set about filing a police report and contacting the proper authorities regarding extortion and the b.s. that this kid is trying to pull.

I wake up. My head still hurts. I perform a reality check. I try a WILD anyway but am distracted by the pain, and I just fall asleep.

The dream resumes. I have decided to phone the impound lot to make sure that they actually have my car. I have to ask my brother for the make and model, as I have forgotten.

I now have a motorcycle. I am trying to get to the impound lot to recover my car. I am riding the motorcycle through the apartment complex. One of the tenants is upset that I have been riding up and down the stairs and riding through her apartment as a shortcut. She's decided to catch me doing it, but she's always waiting at the wrong door and I always get around her. I drive over her bed, which left a tire track on the comforter, but didn't. The entire apartment is done in shades of off-white and pastels, and the comforter is a very light (almost white) cream color. There are fake pastel flowers in vases everywhere. I drive out the back door of the apartment, and she is asleep next to the steps. I drive down the steps but accidentally hit the throttle, and go down the steps on my rear wheel. I drive down the highway toward the impound lot.

I wake up. It's 6 a.m. My head still hurts. I attempt to WILD, but everything distracts me. I get up, take an ibuprofen, and go make breakfast.

Dream recall from a non-lucid nap. Slightly weird one.

I was in some purple-ish room, the room is pretty dark one also and there are some weird bloody heads on the walls, like trophies, but also like deformed human heads. There's also a bed with some kid in it. At this point i hear someone talking to me from the right, telling me that kid needs better weapon, i don't look for the source of voice. A menu opens with a list of weapons, there are skulls, bones and other weird things, current weapon set is some deformed skull, which is apparently too weak, so i change it for some sort of furless cat that gets to sit on kid's head and it's able to shoot pretty big triple dark-purple laser.
Kid wakes up and voice from the right says that he might need some training. I materialize two stacks of huge playing cards in the middle of the room and the kid starts playing with them. Voice from the right starts explaining that the next level for the kid is going to be in school, with enemies possibly more powerful than he even faced before. I get annoyed that one of the card stacks blocks my view on the door for some reason as the kid is about to go out. Dream ends shortly.

11/29/12
4:00am

I went to go visit my family at church and everyone was so glad to see me because they thought I was returning to the flock. I was talking to some kid when some lady started telling me about how nice it was to have me back and something about my self esteem..blah blah. I got upset, grabbed my stuff and started to leave. My Mom ran up to me and asked .."Wait. Where are you going?" I told her that I didn't believe in god and it has nothing to do with self esteem or anything other than evidence.

Dream - Lucid

I was at home, and started to think about a guinea pig my brother apparently had. It looked like it had tortiseshell fur, which is black with yellow-orange flecks. I hadn't heard about it in awhile. I then "remembered" what happened. He had moved the guinea pig's container, which was a HUGE glass aquarium-type thing, like you'd see the rodents in in Petsmart, into the garage, because he had rearranged his room. I then had this realization that Blake hadn't paid ANY attention to this guinea pig in a couple of months. The guinea pig was probably dead.

This made me pretty mad, because he has a fish too (IWL he actually does have the fish), and he was bad about cleaning out its tank (IWL this really is an issue...at least for me). I couldn't fathom how someone could take in a living animal, and then just forget about it and let it die. I approached Blake about it, and he didn't seem too concerned, though he did acknowledge that he had forgotten about him. He went into the garage to check up on it. I didn't want to look, because I figured the poor little guy was definitely dead by now. However, when Blake came back, he said the guinea pig was fine and just sleeping. I pictured it asleep in its food dish. I wondered how it stayed alive for that long with no food, water, or having its cage cleaned out. I told Blake it had probably been eating its own feces to stay alive.

This next stuff gets a little confusing in my mind. I'll try to put it into some sort of order that makes sense.

I realized I was dreaming, so, to not lose the dream, I kept repeating in my head "Stay in the dream, stay in the dream..." which at least helped keep the dream colorful and vivid. I also did some hand examinations, not to RC, but so I wouldn't lose focus on the dream world.

I saw that I was in my room. I walked up to the mirror, and saw myself. I looked the same aside from my hair, which was short, straight, and dark red. I also had short bangs. Looking back, the hairstyle reminds me of flappers from the 20s. I smiled, cause it looked good. I was then topless and my boobs were way huge. I thought it was kinda hot really, and started to think about sexy time things, but it wasn't really working too well. I looked at myself in the mirror again, and I still had the different hair.

I then woke up, but DEILDed into another dream. I was then staring at some picture on the wall of my room. I repeated the "Stay in the dream..." stuff, but I don't think it lasted very long.

I DEILDed again, but this time, I went into a non-lucid. The guinea pig situation was still an issue. But this time, when I confronted Blake about it and he checked on the little guy, it was dead. Big surprise. That's what happens when you neglect an animal for 2 months. I just didn't understand why it wasn't a huge deal for Blake. I don't know if I confronted him or not about the issue, but I know I was angry, and thought to myself how mind-boggling it was that someone could take responsibility for an animal's life, and just forget about it. I pictured the guinea pig in its cage in the garage, dead in its food dish. I thought back to the previous part of the dream where the guinea pig was alive, and figured that I had just dreamed that up.

~

I was sitting at a kitchen table in someone's house, and I took a little white pill called "Molly" and washed it down with some water that was in a glass to my right on the table (something I've never done or seen IWL and never EVER want to do...I've seen stuff like this mess up too many lives). It was nighttime outside. I don't remember who I was with, but I started to freak out before it kicked in, saying to myself in my head stuff like well you can forget going to sleep tonight and stuff like that. I immediately regretted taking the damn thing. I contemplated texting Aaron, who had done it before, and telling him, but I didn't.

I then remember being in a room with some other people. We were apparently waiting on Austin to come over. I knew he just wanted to smoke. I was starting to feel the pill now, and I felt hyper and twitchy. Ugh. It was stressing me out pretty badly. Austin was then there. I don't remember much else about that part, other than there was a small point where I became lucid while I was sitting next to someone and talking, but I just let things go on as they were instead of taking advantage of the moment.

I was then running around outside at what I think was dusk with this little boy of about 10 years old. He was chasing me and laughing. I felt weird about it, like the little boy was somehow inappropriately attracted to me. He then grabbed my waist as we ran, and then, he moved his hands under my shirt and on my waist. Definitely inappropriate behavior. I kept running for a second or two before I woke up.

Home. Manapla. Bathroom. Outside. Looking for toilet.

Restaurant with Lico. Stairs. Arianne. Cosplay. Magazine. Red Tani. Francis Roljlerpwe? A kid. Final Fantasy.

Creepy dream.
I went to spend the night at a friend's house, only to find out she had a little brother I knew nothing about. This little brother was actually a psychotic, people eating monster that hungered for people every few days. Worried, I just had to ask.
"When's the last time he ate?"
My friend said, "A few days ago."
I panicked and wanted to get the crap out of there, but for some reason, I decided to spend the night still. I woke up really early the next morning, packed my things, and quietly snuck out of the house. As I was sneaking out, I looked over and saw my friend and her brother patrolling the end of the street. I silently cursed to myself, knowing that the little boy was hunting for food. I ran as fast as I could through a shortcut to my place, running through the woods and cutting through a person's yard. I apologized to him and kept running. Once I got to my street, I started running even faster, but FOR SOME REASON, pulled out my phone to check my twitter feed. IDK what was going through my head here, but apparently checking the twitter feed was more important than saving my life
I was checking my twitter feed while running, and then suddenly heard what sounded like a car approaching. I quickly put my phone away and ran as fast as I could, my house being really close now. I glanced behind me to see a large white van going down the road. It's them, it's them, oh crap it's them! I thought frantically. Once I got to my driveway, I ran up to the number pad to open our garage door, only to discover that my parents got a NEW number pad. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! I screamed in my head. I glanced back, shaking and scared as the white van approached. I quickly ran up to our front door and knocked like mad. After a few seconds, my father came to the door and opened it. Before going inside, I turned to see the white van passing by, and the people IN the van were just our neighbors, and not the psycho kid who was looking for someone to eat.
That's all I remember from there.

Finally, after several days of nothing I finally remembered a couple dreams, and one of them was lucid!

I was in what looked like a computer lab with several rows of desks/chairs and computers. I was on one all the way in the back only it wasn't a school computer or anything, it was my laptop. Everybody else had the same desktop computer but mine was the same as the one I'm on right now. I didn't really think anything of it and was just staring at my background typing stuff even though nothing was happening on the screen. Then, some kid in front of me turned around and smiled really creepily at me. I just sort of looked at him a little odd witha "what?" look on my face. He just chuckled a bit and turned back around.

I went back to my computer and noticed that some of the icons were missing. I then tried to get on the internet but nothing was happening, no matter how much I pressed the button. Then, I tried to open up microsoft word but that didn't work either. After a minute or so of trying to get this to a work a little pop up appeared saying something like, "haha, you've got a virus ." I looked up and the kid in front of me was staring at me again with a malicious little grin on his face. "Is this your doing?" I asked him. He just laughed and turned back around.

The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway to the same room I was just in, facing all the computers. That kid was right in front of me just smiling again. Then, suddenly, he tried to punch me in the face! I quickly put my hand up and stopped his attack, fist in hand. He then tried to jap me in the stomach with his other hand but I deflected it again with my other forearm. At this point I found things a little fishy. I started to question reality and needed to do a RC but I was stopping this kid from hitting me. I looked around for something to do a RC with and noticed a digital clock in the corner of the computer right in front of me. It said 15:81. I figured this was enough to know I was dreaming, but just to be sure I looked away and then back. It now said 0:02.5. What? Decimals? Okay, it's definitely a dream.

At this point I realized I still had this kid's fists in my hands. Remembering what he did to my computer I twisted his left arm (the one he tried to hit me with first) until he started to exhibit pain. "What do you say?" I asked him in the same tone parents would when they're annoyed with their child. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry! Please! Stop! That hurts!" I let go and he immediately ran out the door. Suddenly, the dream started to get very unstable and it felt as if an earthquake was happening. I quickly rubbed my hands together and focused on my surrounding, trying to become hyper-aware. The shaking stopped and I proceeded to walk over to where I was sitting and grabbed my laptop. Didn't want to forget this!

I thought of what to do and remembered the TotY. I couldn't think of any to do, so I walked over to a DC sitting at one of the computers. "Hey, can you check or tell me what some of the TotYs are that I haven't done?" I asked him. "Uh, yeah sure. Dreamviews.com right?" He replied. "Yep, thanks." He typed away on the keyboard and after only about 5 seconds he told me, "Let's see, there's the first picture ever taken, first t.v. broadcast, fix that telescope in space, and base jumping off the world trade center."

"Awesome, thanks." I told him. I decided I would jump off the twin towers in NY. Haven't jumped from high places in a while so I might as well. I headed to the door of the room and thought to myself, "This door leads to the roof of the twin towers in NY." When I opened the door I was suddenly outside, hundreds of feet in the air on the roof of a building. Hey, it worked! I walked over to the edge of the roof and looked down. It was so breezy that I almost fell off when a gust of wind blew over me. On the bottom I could see a bunch of people crowded around the doors and a big ribbon. This must be that cliche ribbon cutting ceremony they always do. Was there even one for the world trade center? I figured I might as well add a bit more challenge and try to get down before the ribbon was cut, and maybe even do it myself.

I took a few steps back, gathered my breath, and sprinted right over the edge. I did a few acrobatic flips and such, until I leveled out into a normal sky diving position. The only problem was, I had only gone down a few feet. "C'mon gravity! I'm not gonna make it!" But I just floated there, nothing happening. I started getting a little annoyed and yelled as loud as I could, "Gravity on please!!" After a couple seconds I started falling straight down, like some body should when they jump off of anything. "Thank you!" I yelled. It took me about 15 seconds to reach the halfway point, at which time I heard people screaming down at the ground. I looked down trying to see something with the wind blowing into my eyes like this. I noticed they were all looking and pointing straight up at me! Well, they're going to be in for a treat!

I dove down, head first, into a full on dive. I waited until I was about 50 feet from the ground and quickly flattened out into a normal sky diving position again. I wanted to make a big crater in the ground since that seems to keep happening in all the fights I've been in recently. After only a split second since I had flattened out I hit the ground going full speed. It didn't hurt at all and felt like one of those big coushions used in movies where somebody jumps out of a building. Once I came to a complete stop I looked up and noticed I was in about a 25 feet deep crater. New personal record! I say everybody lined around the edge looking down at me with disbelief that I was still alive.

I got up, dusted my self off all nonchalant as if nothing had happened. I jumped up and out of the crater in one big burst. I landed on the ground in the middle of the crowd and just stood there for a few seconds while everybody stared. Then, one of them started clapping, followed by another, and another. After only a short moment it turned into a full on applause as if I had just preformed some amazing trick (which I pretty much did ). I just smiled and walked over to the podium where somebody whom I assume was the mayor was standing, as well as a guy holding those big, oversized scissors. I asked them if I could cut the ribbon. The man with the scissors replied, "Well, the mayor was supposed to do it," while motioning towards the man at the podium. "No, no," he said, "let this guy do it. He did just survive an incredible fall without even a scratch."

"Thanks!" I told him. I walked over to the guy with the scissors who gave the right to me. Wow, these were really light. They must've only weighed 5 pounds! The crowd gathered around waiting anxiously for me to cut it. I held them up to the ribbon and closed the scissors, which was pretty awkward given how big they were. However, the ribbon didn't cut! The crowd gave a sigh as if they were disappointed, while I took a closer look at this "ribbon." I found out that it was actually some type of steel cable! "Hey, whats the big idea having these scissors try and cut a metal cable?" I asked. "What are you talking about? It's just a paper rib--" The man who had given me them said, but was interrupted when he took a closer look.

"Oh, nope. You're right, this isn't the ribbon at all. It looks like it's rebarb from the buildings." It was at this moment that I could hear a few snickers and laughs coming from around the corner of the building. "Who's back there?" I demanded. "Nobody!" the voice replied. "Go away!" I walked over to the corner of the building only to find the same kid who had messed with my laptop back in the computer lab. "What the... what the hell are you doing here?" I asked him. "Nothing, go away!" He replied. "Seriously, who do you think you are messing with something as harmless as a ribbon cutting ceremony?" I demanded. I don't get why somebody would sabatoge something as meaningless as this. "Pfft, it was still funny." He said. "Besides, I bet you can't catch me!" He yelled as he sprinted off as fast as he could.

I snapped my fingers and teleported right in front of him. "Oh really?" I asked him. "I can't catch you?" He turned back, obviously surprised and started running back towards the crowd. I casually walked back following him. I could see him just enough so that I could tell he tripped right over and into the crater. Idiot . I strolled over to the edge where the entire crowd had encircled again. "Wow, how dumb are you?" I asked him. He sat in the bottom of the crater in a ball and just stayed there. I decided he was embarassed enough and I walked back over to the rib--metal wire-- and asked them if they had any sharper scissors. "No, sorry," they replied.

"Hold on," I said, "I have an idea." I took a step back and swung my hand back and around, karate chopping the wire. My hand sliced right through it as if it were butter. Everybody stood there for a second again, and then cheered... again. "Wow, nice hit!" the mayor said. "Thanks!" I replied. "Now what?" I asked them. "Now, we go inside!" he said. I followed both of them inside and, right as I walked through the doors, I woke up. Damnet, everything that used to help me in lucids are now waking me up Oh well, got one more of the TotY done .

Second dream:

I remember sitting in my bed and seeing a large figure of words that spelled out something along the lines of FREIDEAY. Friday, maybe? I couldn't tell, but there were lines going through parts of it, so it looked like FR//EI//DE//AY. I had no clue that this meant and just layed down and went back to sleep.

Dream
I was in college but it was like a primary school because there were little kids and helper there. I went to my teacher and told him that I needed to do some work in my sketchbook. He helped me and I had done 8 pages. As I left I saw a little being stuck-up and rude and what-have-you.

Fragment
I gave myself a shape-up

Not much tonight, got drunk last night which is never good for my dreaming.

I am in a park with waterslides, it remindes me of Centre Parcs, me and my friend are in this pool, and this little kid wants my friend to give him his only headset, I am trying to tell Oli (my friend) not to do it. We decide not to after awhile and to move on, Oli is going ahead without me, I try to catch up, there is some sort of obstacle course ahead of me. On the way I start to find clothes of my sister, it's quite disturbing and I cry out to Oli and ask what has happened to her. I move through this small opening and there are loads of people sunbathing.

14.09.2011

House warming party fragment (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a big home, a different home that I have on waking. I had some friends at home and I was going to video call a friend. It was a house warming party.
At my house, there was a kid screaming and bouncing on my sectional couch. He knocked down a lamp.

non-dream dream lucid false awakening

0:30

Bank sale
With my mom on an auction of a bank. I buy a share, because it is so cheap. I'm imagining becoming rich with it, but someone tells me it is more likely to devalue than otherwise, shattering my optimistic feeling.

5:00

Marathon
On a room full of people. I become lucid but I struggle very hard to remember tasks to complete. Every time I focus on what I had planned, I feel lucidity fading. I move on to another dream in which I'm on a really dark bedroom, making out with some guy, but the dream is a bit unpleasant. It becomes early morning and I go to the window and see people running a marathon on the street. It is sponsored by a known bottled water company. My cell phone rings on the background and I get lucid as I recall the instructions I had received from a guy in RL to notice colors, textures, sounds, smells, etc, on dreams and since sound is one thing I rarely notice, I decided to play with it. I answered the phone, curious to see if I could really hear someone talking on the other side and I could. It was a lady asking to speak with some boy I don't know. But I turn around and he is there. He is fat. I hand him the phone. I think about doing something more with the LD. I try to teleport to Denn, but it fails and I almost wake up. My lucidity fades a bit and I just stay around this dream. I go outside to see the marathon. No longer lucid, I follow the people who walk at the end of the race after the athletes and I talk to some of them. Then I see a horrible scene with two stray dogs, who look more like a bag of bones and open flesh. I want to take them to the vet. People on the street tell me they are very sick for many years and no cure is possible, but people feed them and they are happy together, supporting each other. I want to give them something to eat, but I have nothing. So I regurgitate a placenta-like discussing stuff and at least one of the dogs comes to sniff it. But he doesn't seem very interested.

5:40

Camp
On a sort of holiday camp with children and adults. it's a celebration day and everyone is very busy and excited. I'm just trying to figure out my role in it. I see some cute kittens hidden under a table, I try to play with them, but they run away. I then see some friends who are all fascinated by a tiny little camel that appeared on the site. It is hardly taller than 20 cms. I say something like "I've seen really tiny ponies before, but this camel is just ridiculously small."
I notice a kid who's taking pictures of me obsessively and I ask him to stop. I ask for his camera to delete the pictures he took without my permission, but I realize he has a crush on me, which I find sweet, so I decide to leave at least a couple of pics on the memory card. His mom appears out of nowhere and doesn't know why I'm holding the camera, so she is very obnoxious, accusing me with her eyes of trying to steal it from the kid. Nasty broad.
Then some native americans appear on a stage, performing songs and dances. They invite people from the audience to join and before they drag me along, I move on to a nearby swimming pool with water slides. I decide to have a bit of fun on the slides.

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