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#285 - DEILD - 4:35AM

I wake slightly realizing I lost consciousness trying to WILD and go right back into it. I feel odd and begin to her my son crying. It sounds echoy and strange so I tell myself he's not really crying. I transition and go to my son's room. I see my wife on the floor changing his diaper. I begin to wonder if she is really in here with him and think that I must look like a ghost to her. She doesn't seem to notice me so I move close to her ear and start singing the theme song to The Monkees. I actually surprise myself how much I know of that song.Suddenly, my wife disappears. I see my son playing around and move to him to interact with him but I suddenly wake up. I fall right back to sleep and realize I am DJing blindly in the dark. Instead of using this to reenter the dream I stupidly wake myself to DJ. I guess I was afraid of losing lucidity and forgetting it all.

#261 - DILD - 5:34AM

I can't remember the first part of this dream but I am in some version of my parents old house. Dad is in the kitchen and mom is in the laundry room. I remember the laundry room was really dirty just a minute ago and now it is spotless. I try to focus on visual awareness like I did all day yesterday. I realize this looks like a dream and become lucid.

I walk up to my mom and in a humorous Italian mobster type voice, I yell, "Yo Mommieeeee." She looks up from folding laundry and I can't remember any goals. I think and the first thing that comes to mind is the TOTM that I already did. Not really thinking about it I ask, "Don't you have a gift for me?"
She puts her hands on her upper chest and asks, "For meeee?"
I say, "No. For me."
The she gets a look like she just remembered something and pulls out a wrapped box from a shelf. The package is in plain white paper and is about the shape and size of a book. I reach for it but suddenly have an FA

I am totally fooled this time and I am picking myself up off the floor. I see my parents on the other side of the room and I sit down in some restaurant booth feeling very tired and disoriented. This strange woman from work walks past and says, "I love being with my family." I think she is talking crazy but try to ignore her. She pulls a dish out of a microwave that is near me and puts the side of the hot dish on my check. It doesn't burn but it annoys the hell out of me. I give her a go-to-hell-look and push the bowl away. I then wake up.

#260 - DILD - 4:27AM

I get a little insomnia and thing I'll never fall back to sleep.

Now in the dream, I am look up at the ceiling thinking I need some help to get sleepy again. I start to get up to go take some melatonin but my wife grabs me. She straddles me like we are about to have sex then makes an odd statement about New Year's Eve. But this entire interaction become even more odd because now I can hear her snoring.

I decide this has to be a dream and I tell her about how is snoring and actually asleep. She wordlessly lays back down and I do to thinking I need to DEILD now. After a second, I realize how dumb this is and I get up out of bed. This is a strange shifting of the bedroom from some strange house to something closer to my actual bedroom.

The living is well lit and on my way outside I see a strange pink device with blue blinking lights. It's about the shape and size of a cell phone but has no screen. It actually resembles something more like one of those buzzers you get while waiting for a seat at a restaurant. I pick it up. There is no buzzing by the flashing lights make me want to answer it like a phone. I put it to my ear and say, "Hello."
I hear my mom's voice say something about how my wife's sister's husband is "Quitting the team." I have no idea what she is talking about but I say, "Oh now way. Really?"
Then she says, "This is a recording." and begins to repeat herself.

I am now outside on the porch and I toss the phone way into the street. I get a sudden idea and run back to the phone. I can't remember where I was trying to go but I felt like If I called a cab it would take me there. I keep my eyes on the phone so that I won't lose it and the blinking blue lights make it easy. When I pick the phone up I look for buttons but only find several metallic buttons for charging points like on the bottom of an old cordless phone. (Does anyone have land lines anymore?) I put the "phone" to my ear and start asking for a cab. I get some strange random reply from and unknown woman. I try asking again but I am having to talk over her and shes not hearing me. I become highly aware of the feel of the road on my bare feet as I walk around yelling into this strange blinking device. I suddenly wake up.

#259 - DEILD - 3:18AM

The previous dream changes into something like a shooter game. I enter an underground compound and make my way through many rooms shooting enemy soldiers. I feels like the dream had a plot but I can't remember it.

I partially wake and DEILD

I get out of bed with no vibes and enter the living room and go outside. The living room is well lit but my vision is like a strobe-light. Every time the lights came on I would start to get vibes but with the darkness it the vibes subsided. The effect was like a strange tingling throbbing in my head. I ignored this as noise and continued outside. I stood in the street of my very normal looking neighborhood trying to remember what I wanted to do in this dream. Suddenly, a large red pickup comes at me. I decide to have some fun and stand there with my head lowered ready to pounce. The truck tries to avoid me but I drive for it. The strobe light effect has wore off but now time seems to have dilated and slowed way down. I think that I might not reach the truck but I manage to catch the tailgate. I try to latch on but the entire truck bed break off in my hands.

I am now standing in my neighbors yard across the street hold a truck bed. I drop it and just sort of stare at it for a moment. I hear my dad's voice from somewhere over my shoulder. He's asking something about the truck and I just say, "His bed fell off." as I wake up.

#258 - WILD - 3:00AM

I realize that I dozed off a little too much and fully wake up. I begin visualizing to enter a dream on a pirate ship by imagining that I am the captain at the wheel. I begin to hear in my mind bits a pieces of shanties from AC4 but nothing really materializes. I switch to feeling sand with my hands and get some physical sensation on my hands.

Suddenly, it seems that I am holding a tablet so begin to draw a ship with my finger. It's crude but quickly takes cartoony shape. Watter seems to rush in and the ship breaks to pieces. I try pinching it together but it falls apart. I see two stick figures swimming and I feel that it represents my wife and I. I get caught up in playing this game and try to form something by pinching on the screen. I only get strange effects with water and clouds until I finally fall completely non lucid.

I can't be as detailed as I would like but heres a brief summary.

At WBTB I awoke from a dream were I was in some brothel/hotel. I spent some time showering and feeling guilty for whatever I had done. I get out and walk into my room. I apparently have a room mate and he is LOUDLY having sex with a whore. I advert my eyes and go to the other side of the room and sit on my own bed. He yells out "Sorry Mike." I reply weakly, "That's Ok." Then he yells, "Im going to cum. Here I go. Oh yeah do the shotgun. I like the shotgun."

I try to ignore all this and try to call my wife. I have no idea why I am here and really want to talk to her. I have phone issues and wake up.

I wake up feeling wide awake and I have some tea then lay dow for MILD. I feel wakeful and it take some time.

I am in my living room with some flying platform toy that I bought for the kids. I think it must be an Iron Man toy. I get on it and am able to fly around. I feel like Tony Stark. My wife thinks it's silly and wants me to come back to bed. I tell her but this is so cool. I am flying like in a dream...

Something happens here. I think I am briefly lucid but my memory is too foggy to record anything coherent.

I have a FA and here keyboard typing. I realize I have been typing my dream out in real time. I am shock and amazed by this. My wife says something and I try to get her to understand how awesome this is. I scroll through and see I have long dream that read like short stories complete with HTML coding and illustrated pictures.The the browser screws up and keeps going to other websites based on my dream entries.

Suddenly I am in the alley in some truck with my wife. We see the crazy neighbor lady in our back yard and my wife freaks out. She is messing with something on the ground and I realize is the parachute from a daytime rocket. I don't mind it. My wife says something hateful to her and she comes over to talk to us.

I go back to my DJ on my laptop and I remember back before the FA that I was in fact breifly lucid and was flying without the toy. I say something to my wife that I was lucid when I typed my dream journal. I am even more amazed. Then I begin to realize that I am still dreaming but I wake up right away sad that those DJ entries were not real after all.

I have no idea if I was really lucid. I think probably not.