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Man in the Canoe

I was on the computer. I saw a page of images with a girl. I selected the one I wanted and watched a video. It was of the girl masterbating.

Pictures in the Fog

It was night time. I was in the army or something--at least some commander type was ordering me to come with him. I told him I would be there in a minute as I had to get my shoes. He kept urging me. I finally convinced him I needed literally one minute to get my shoes. He said OK.

Dream Skip

It was still very dark. I walked along a path to a small bridge over a creek that led to a small lake. It was very foggy. The scene made a great picture, and I took a few.

I was then at another such bridge and took similar pictures feeling fortunate that I had the opportunity to take these pictures.

I started walking along the path when up from behind us came a Mustang. I identified it as such, then a DC identified it more specifically, I think as a Spitfire, which I realize is not a Mustang.

I agreed that it was that, but then asked how he could tell. Before he could answer, the Mustang started coming up the trail towards us, but now it was a motorcycle. As it came up to us, I noticed that the front was built out as a motorcycle, but the back had a bicycle tire.

The End

NOTE: Lotus, like the previous dream.

A motorcycle or bike race. I am racing with a competitor. Falling. Continue. A lot of obstacles. Don't know where to go exactly. My competitor got up. Got married and had children. I go on.

Texted others what the destination is. New adventure. A small town. In the mountains. King of taxes.

Went to a house in Hawaii with the Hallgrens. They had one on Oahu and one on Maui, and since the one on Oahu already had a ton of people at it, Carly and I stayed at the Maui house.
I remember driving on a cute motorcycle to get to the house, and even though it was just a one seater, I definitely had someone on the back. I think it was Gaby.
Michael Burley was there, and he was older and had a bunch of 20-somethings friends there. I remember talking to a pretty girl, and she had a motorcycle too and we talked about ours. I think all of us were crocheting hats for some reason. That's pretty much all I remember.

August 31 Afternoon

Running away from some people who want to capture me. They have tapped the phones, etc. I am in the mall. I jump and slide down the stairs from floor to floor to avoid them. I hide in the lady's comfort room and dash out, hoping they'll mistake me for a girl with my long hair while hiding my mustache and beard. One agent sees me and alerts the others. Running away. Outside the mall. Safer? Night. Eating raw egg.

Running away. This time from demons. Afternoon turns to night. They can go out and they become stronger. Outside the mall. Traffic. Cross street. This time I'm with two people, one guy and one girl. The girl steals a motorcycle. I jumped on. The guy has a hard time riding up. I pull him up and we blaze out of there. A small demon clings to us. It has strong bite power. We are on a bridge made for unicycles, bicycles and motorcycles. It has a sharp turn. We fell into the water. We move out of the water onto dry land.

I'm captured. I'm in a room. A house. "The Thing On The Doorstep." A woman wants to use me for a ritual. There were others there. She moved another body. The body of her father? I chanted a prayer. Transfered her into the body of the father. Cursed her and blinded her. S/He can't see. When everyone moved in the room, he doesn't notice. But when I moved, it's as if he can see me, and he does a similar move.


NOTE: dream lotus, watched Thor, did LaBerge Reality Check audio 2 before sleep with a card with the word "Prayer"

Okay, I had a previous entry about a "familiar apartment", but that looked a lot like a cabin, this was about an actual apartment.

I do not remember what brings it up, but I took this apartment that I owned, and made it into a house. It was big, nice, and expensive. I rented a room out to a young couple. I can recall all of this happening before the dream, and the apartment seemed very familiar, as if I had made it in a previous dream. How long ago, I have no clue. I go inside, recall some things I had done to the place: painting it, making little Bibles with different designs, etc. Apparently the couple had gotten married and had a child there, so I had been gone a while. I decided to give them the whole place. I then remember saying to someone "I recall a memory perfectly in full detail..." then I go basically back into this false memory(must be a dream memory o.O) about my dad getting in a motorcycle accident. I do not know how much of this is what happened in the dream, but I was sitting in the front seat of a car, and my dad gets out, goes into this "college"(didn't look like a college) that had some mean looking guys in their twenties in front. He comes out after a few minutes, then on the way to the bank(which we were parked in front of), they beat my dad up and threw him into a motorcycle. The dream ended after that..

This all seemed to happen pretty quickly, it was mostly a memory of previous dreams I think. It was weird that as I recalled memories I then entered into those memories as I was telling them. Also, when in the car I was really young, I'd guess 3-5.

Non-dream Dream

Today I recalled a ton of totally random fragments:

Fragment 1:

I rented a harley and I am returning it to the dealer. The bike has a huge key. The owner is very trusting.

Fragment 2:

I am looking for a parking space for father's day lunch. I am waiting forever for a car to pull out and when it finally does it turns out to be a handicapped spot. Now all of a sudden the parking lot is completely empty.

Fragment 3:

My dad changed his entire back yard around. He fired the guy who cleans his bbq and I was really sad. The guy did a good job and didn't really break the bbq. The back yard was kind of shaped like an octagon.

Fragment 4:

I am driving by a cemetery. I am doing something dangerous or illegal and we are in some kind of trouble. Some chick in the car is getting bit by a snake from the road. I am driving this huge bike-like vehicle and started shouting "I don't want to get bit by the black widow!" Nobody believes me that there is a black widow on my bike. I stop and someone takes it off for me. Then I go to my parents house.

Fragment 5:

I am in a bar hustling people with some kind of magical device. We are playing for some kind of strange currency - almost like long bendable skis. Some guy walks by completely naked with his penis hanging out. I tried hard to ignore him.

Who was the girl with me?

I end up losing whatever we were betting on.

I remembered four more dreams last night. I don't really remember the order of these (save for the last one), but I'll try to put them in the order I think they happened in.

1. I don't really remember how this one started. There were some bad guys or something. They were trying to escape from this place where they were trapped, I think. I was watching this in third-person, by the way. They made some sort of homemade flying machine (a chair with a propeller, or something like that) and escaped, so they were in the air. They were flying alongside two zeppelins; if I remember correctly, they'd actually ejected out of one of them.

I'm pretty sure the zeppelins appeared because, yesterday evening, I went to see a concert IRL, and the guy playing (a local musician, my dad knows him somehow) did play a couple of Led Zeppelin songs... two, to be specific, which I'm sure corresponds to the two zeppelins that appeared in the dream.

2. I was at the library for the teen writing group (which I do attend IRL). For some reason, though, we were going to be singing instead of writing. When I saw the sheet music, I recognized the song as Largo, and I hoped I would be assigned the Soprano II part.

3. I was in my room with my friend Giana, showing her this online flash game on the computer. I told her it was kind of like the Super Smash Bros. games but in the water (i.e., you fight in the water, and whoever gets knocked out of the water loses). I started the game and realized I was kind of right; it was like Super Smash Bros., but you couldn't get out of the water once you fell in, so the fight would gradually shift to be in the water.

(After this, I woke up, but fell asleep after a little while and had another dream.)

4. This dream really stands out for some reason. There were several of us, and we needed to get onto the Thruway for some reason. We didn't have a car, by the way. There were four lanes, but only one was open to us; the other three had traffic going the other way. For some reason, we couldn't all go together, so we had to figure out how to get through. We decided that four of the others would walk together. That left two of us - me and some girl I apparently knew somehow. She got on a motorcycle, and I knew I was supposed to follow her. I got on the motorcycle I apparently had with me and followed her. Even though I didn't know how to ride a motorcycle, it was surprisingly easy.

When we left the Thruway, we ended up at a cemetery. It was supposedly the cemetery where my granddad was buried, though it looked a lot different than it does IRL (and it was evidently in a different location, as I don't remember somehow ending up in England...). Suddenly, it got cold and windy and started raining; fortunately, I had an umbrella with me. Then, it started getting dark. It got dark quickly, to the point where it was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. Once it was dark enough that I couldn't see anymore, I woke up.

I wish I could remember who that girl was. She seemed important somehow. I may be wrong here, but I think it's possible I met my dream guide last night. I can hardly remember what she looked like, though - I'm terrible at recalling the appearance of DCs, unless they're either somebody I know IRL or characters I'm familiar with.

Non-Dream Dream Lucid Dream

First lucid dream in a LONG time!! I had many as a child but none in about 8 years. I will call this one my first since I can't remember how many I had previously.

I am riding a motorcycle and I notice that it can do some amazing things that seem to defy physics. I say to myself "this is a dream!" I instantly "wake up" in one of my childhood homes in Anaheim. I am at the top of the stairs and I notice that although this is the Anaheim house, the stairs are from the Pam Ln house. Everything looks dark and not too vivid (it must be night time). I start hopping as if gravity is not very strong and this provides confirmation that I am lucid dreaming. I test it further by flying (or hovering) for a while then I wake up.

At the time I had this dream I did not know about stabilizing techniques or how to improve clarity.

Non-Dream Dream

I only remembered one dream fragment today but it was an important one.

Dream fragment:

I am driving my motorcycle recklessly and I crash it twice.

This is one of my dream signs - if I ever crash my bike again I will become lucid.

I'm in my hometown. I'm here for my best friend Summer's wedding. For some reason I visit the local high school. There is a job fair event going on and they are providing lunches. I grab my food and begin eating. It's a plate of spaghetti with pieces of sausage and bread rolls with butter spread. It's very filling and I feel guilty about eating everything because I don't want to gain weight. I notice a lady arguing with a clerk behind an office table.

"My daughter should be getting an hour lunch break! You are telling me she works here and only gets thirty minutes?! That's ridiculous," she yells. "Think about it. It'll take her ten minutes to get to the nearest fast food place to eat. She barely has time to eat, nevermind how eating will probably mess with her makeup! That takes time to fix before she can come back to work. She needs at least an hour!"

I finish my food and leave. I start driving in my car but before I get on the highway a huge thundercloud rolls past heading in the direction of Summer's house. It moves at an impossible speed and is gone within a matter of seconds. I pull out my cell phone and call Summer. I tell her that there is a storm headed her way and to call me when it passes so I can come over. Then I drive the opposite direction toward the beach.

Once I get to the bridge that goes over the bay I notice several police cars ahead, and a military helicopter flying overhead. I park my car and get out. There is a crowd of bystanders looking at something. All of the sudden a motorcycle flies past them - only there is no one riding it. It heads straight for a concrete barrier but instead of crashing, it passes straight through as if it were a hologram. Then it comes back, but this time an older man (probably late fifties) is riding it. He stops in front of the group. He's wearing a purple futuristic looking suit, and another woman (I can only assume is his spouse) shows up next to him dressed in similar attire. All of the sudden she falls through the road up to her shoulders - like it's water or something. She motions everyone to come forward and touch her so she can show us it is not an illusion. It's weird feeling my hand run down her neck to be stopped abruptly by the cement ground. I assume they are demonstrating some kind of top secret technology and that it is very illegal - hence the police cars and military personnel closing in.

"We have to leave now," a man in the crowd yells, "The military is recording the names of all of the people witnessing this!"

"The government should not be allowed to suppress technology like this," I say out loud.

It doesn't matter though. Everyone starts scattering. I walk back to my car to drive away in a hurry.

[UPDATE: This dream setting took place when I was to be in my hometown to attend my best friend Summer's wedding. That has come and gone now in real life. Oddly enough, during the wedding ceremony on the beach (i.e. the same beach I was driving to in the dream) the exact same military helicopter did a flyover. I had never seen one fly over the beach in all my years growing up there. I just found it an odd coincidence that one just happened to do so after I just dreamed about it happening within the same time frame.]

I can't really keep up with my DJ, which is sort of a good thing I guess?
I've stopped journaling non-lucids entirely and I'm skipping unimportant details in my lucids.
For example I skip details such as becoming lucid or doing mental stabilization etc.

I'm pretty sure this is the longest dream I've ever had.
It definitely felt "deep", which is how Yuya describes it, which is oddly enough a term WakingNomad uses as well.
It feels very rewarding to have such a dream after spending dream time "training" to achieve this.



Day 1: Barfight - Earth from Space

... It takes longer than usual to locate Yuya's aura.
Where... what the hell?
Is that a bar?
I also vaguely feel a demonic presence near her.

I decide not to teleport straight to her, but instead teleport to outside of the bar.
I'm not really sure what's going on and I don't want to cause a scene.



I end up in front of what appears to be a bar from an old western.
It's on top of a cliff with nothing but desert surrounding it.
The demonic presence is more clear now.
There's multiple instances, but they all seem weak.
I decide to mask my own aura after I notice that Yuya is masking hers.
That's probably why I had trouble locating her.

I enter the bar, acting as if I belong here.
I spot Yuya sitting at the bar. She's wearing a brown coat?
Probably trying to look inconspicuous or something. (Or a firefly reference you idiot)
I on the other hand am wearing my typical attire.
But it doesn't matter. If you mask your aura people barely notice you unless you talk to them direcly.
And even then they usually don't notice any oddities and forget you quickly.
This works only on weaker minds of course, who don't fully use their 6th sense.

I sit down next to Yuya and order a beer.
A passively scan the surrounding aura's.
Yep, just as I thought, they're all kind of weak. And they are all of demonic nature?
They are all oddly similar, even though the creatures are of different species.
Most are humanoid though.
They must belong together in some way.

The beer is mediocre. It's lukewarm. Beh.

"So... What's going on?"
"Hm..."

She grins.
I hear someone drop a glass in the background and it shatters.
Then it happens again in another corner of the room.
Yuya's expression reveals that she's responsible for this.
She's controlling the water molecules in the drinks to throw them off the table.
It will take these people some time to figure out what's going on.
The bartender will probably notice first, he has the strongest aura.
I can already see it in his eyes that he has noticed that something is wrong.
So... Yuya appears to be starting a barfight.
Ha, this is kind of fun.
Since I've started time dilation training we've deliberately gotten ourselves into a lot of trouble.
Fully emerging myself into the dream allows me to stay for really long times.
I've managed to stay many hours a few times in a row now.
The only thing I haven't managed yet is to go to sleep without waking up.

The bartender looks straight into Yuya's eyes.
Even if he doesn't notice her aura, he'll be able to tell by her eyes that she's not a demon and that she doesn't belong here.

"What? Who are you?"
"*smile* Trouble!"

The bartender then proceeds to lift up a double barreled shotgun from under the bar and aims it at Yuya's chest.
I look at Yuya.

"Have a safe trip."

The shotgun blast propels her off her chair into the back off the room and she crashes into one of the tables.
A fight breaks loose.
This is starting to become very comical.
Yuya won't need any help. I do kinda want to get involved in the fight though.
But... priorities!
I still have that shitty beer taste in my mouth.
Fortunately I spot a bottle of whiskey.
The bottle is kind of dirty.
I grab it, clearly annoying the gentlemen whom it belongs to.
I take a few big sips directly from the bottle.

"HEY!"
"Wat?"

I unleash a rather colossal burp, and to my surprise I spit quite a bit of fire in the process. Oops.

"Hey Yuya, I think I just figured out where that whole 'dragons spit fire' thing comes from."
"Congratu fucking lations."

She sounds rather occupied defending herself.
They're attacking her with wooden chairs, how cute.
Guy next to me I stole the whiskey bottle from has obviously figured out that I'm not supposed to be here.
He decides to run away... and there I was hoping to throw him across the room.

My fine bottle of whiskey is shattered by some dude crashing into me.

"Yuya... did you just throw this guy at me?"
"Oops?"

I'll better return him.
I pick the guy up and throw him back at Yuya.
It's funny how that works. It feels like throwing a tennis ball.
I have only fought properly strong opponents lately, I completely forgot how ridiculous my power is compared to normal beings.
Well, not normal. They are actually halfway decent demons.
But with mine or Yuya's power it really doesn't make a difference.

I enter the fight and start throwing more people around.
This is kinda fun. I like smashing the furniture into pieces.
Some of them shoot at me with revolvers. This is adorable.
Do they really think they stand a chance?
Well, they actually might.
My aura is probably so intense and overwhelming for them that they can't feel it at all.

Mid-fight I organize myself a new bottle of whiskey, because I still have some of that atrocious taste in my mouth.
This one is actually pretty good.
Most people start running away after they realize that we're completely out of their league.
Yuya sits down next to me on the only table that is still intact and I share the bottle with her.

"So. I take it 'start a barfight' is off the list then?"
"Haha. I think this makes me a bad person."
"Heh. I wonder what the gods would have thought of this back in the days."
"Oh boy, I would have been in so much trouble."

Huh? "The gods?"
Yuya used to be the goddess of water... uuuuuh.
There were more gods obviously, but I can't remember.
I wonder if they're still around.

A slightly stronger aura emerges from the distance.
Shortly after what appears to be the town sheriff enters the room pointing a rifle at us.

"Yeah, good luck with that."
"Haha."

That poor guy. He actually catches a glimpse of our true strength.
He must be terrified. I feel kinda bad now.

"Dude, don't worry, we'll leave."
"Okay..."
"Yeah... we really should go..."

We get up and Yuya tosses a coin at the sheriff.
I draw my phoenix wings to teleport us out but I'm not really sure where to go.
Oh! I have an idea!
I grab Yuya's hand.

"I'll show you something interesting."
"Oh?"

I want to show her Earth from the ISS.
It actually takes me a few seconds to find it within all the crap that is in orbit around our planet.
And something is off, I can't locate any auras within it.
The port feels different. It feels like the first port I make when I become lucid, not like the kind of port I make to change locations later.
Am I bringing us back into my private dreams?

The first thing I notice when we emerge is that it is rather unpleasant being in space.
My body instinctively reinforces a layer of energy around itself to protect me from the cold, vacuum and radiation.
We float a few meters and sit on the ISS.



This is exactly what I wanted to show Yuya.
Earth is such a beautiful planet. And only a handful of astronauts get to see it at a time.

"Wow!"

It's difficult to surprise Yuya like this.
She's seen so many wonderful things in her life.
But it seems I have found one that is worthy to be added to that list.

"She's such a beauty."
"Yeah... I wonder if I'll ever get to see her like this in my life."
"But... surely you will? You have had the technology to go to space for many years?"
"Exactly!"
"Oh... I don't really understand why this isn't moving forward."
"*sigh* There's not enough funding because the people in power don't care about it?"
"How can you not care about it? It's fucking space!"
"Yeah it's really sad. They argue that we should first solve our problems down on earth instead of bringing them with us to space."
"That is the most idiotic argument I have ever heard."
"Yep. And many people hear that and agree with it because they don't know any better."
"They don't see how much good has come from space exploration."
"It's the only thing that has managed to unite us as a species, which is kind of sad actually."

Well shit, I wanted to show Yuya something really cool and beautiful, and now I find myself rambling about the state of our space program.

"But there's hope! Private companies are getting involved who want to get commercial programs started."
"Ah!"
"So... I'm still confused about this."
"Huh?"
"Are we in your world or in my dream space right now?"
"... How can you not know this?"
"I don't know..."
"We're in your dream space or bubble or whatever you want to call it of course."
"Right. Because the ISS doesn't exist in your world."
"Right."
"But Earth does?"
"Yes, but it's another Earth. It's another dimension entirely."
"And the Moon"
"Yeah."
"The green Moon"
"Ha. Wasn't that one of you dreamers who did that?"
"WakingNomad"
"Heh. He sounds like an interesting fellow."

I spot someone in the Cupola module gazing at Earth as well.


If this were the real world and she saw 2 guys sitting in outer space she'd probably have a heart attack.
I start to feel tired. Took me a long time to get lucid, then we had a barfight and now I'm resisting the dangers of outer space.

"Yeah, we should go to bed, I haven't slept in 22 hours."
"Does Teraluna have a 24 hour cycle as well?"
"No, it's about 28 hours."

I summon my phoenix wings and target Teraluna.

"Can you really not feel it?"
"Hmm?"
"The difference between the universes, or planes or whatever. Like, when you target Teraluna, can you not feel how it isn't a location created by your own mind?"
"Uh. I guess... I always assumed that anything I target with the wings must be in your world."
"Huh, that's really weird. You dreamers really seem to have a hard time perceiving these kind of things."

We teleport to Teraluna.
It's nighttime. We both walk under one of the many small waterfalls within Yuya's place before getting to bed.
This is how you shower on Teraluna. There is something cleansing about these things.
It's much more practical than using soap, and you can also dry yourself up with some quick magic tricks.
I simply boil the remaining water on my skin away.
We need this stuff in waking life. And also magic.
Everything is better with magic.

We get into bed.
I love this ridiculously large bed.
It got these satin-like bed sheets that are kind of cold and feel super refreshing.
They also smell really nice.
And the mattress is sooo soft.
I quickly feel rather dizzy and my vision becomes all fuzzy.
I don't have time to think about the issues I've been having with sleeping dreams, which might be a good thing though.
I fall asleep. I clearly feel my dream body turning off.
My eyes close automatically, but my vision remains very active.
I see colorful plasma clouds and a lot of pink noise.

I feel cold wind on my skin as images are coming into existence.
They're memory flashes mixed with some really odd things I do not know.
The word "Ravenclaw" pops into my head.
Then I see tribal dragons and ravens flying around...


Day 2: Exploring Childhood Dreams

... Mmmh. I want to sleep some more.
I nest myself deeper into the bedsheets without any intention of getting up.

"Uuuh, we should really get up."
"I don't wanna."
"Dude."

She starts poking me relentlessly until I get our of bed.
Everything is a bit of a blur.

We have breakfast when it finally strikes me.
I finally managed to sleep in a dream!
Holy shit!
And it feels quite odd.
The "omgthisisamazing imsuperexcited" train of thought is certainly there but I don't feel it?
That tension in your body you feel when you get extremely excited which can cause you to wake up?
It's not there. It doesn't make it feel any less of an achievement, but I perceive it as rather odd that the sensation is missing.
This is a good thing though I suppose.

Yuya's expression changes to a rather intriguing smile.

"Hyu... do you think you are ready for me to show you something about your past?"

She's excited.

"Yes. Of course! What do you want to show me?"

Part of me hopes that it might be about how we've met, but I know that's not going to happen anytime soon.

"I need you to close your eyes."

Sure. I just slept without waking up like a boss, shouldn't be a problem to close my eyes.
... sleeping without waking up. One of those things that only makes sense in a dream.
I hear Yuya approaching and she sits down on my lap.
She seems to look into my closed eyes.
I can feel her thoughts entering my head.
They feel so different from my own.

I can see a scene materializing. Just like when you WILD. I get incoherent flashes first, and then everything stabilizes.

"Open your eyes."

I open them and see both her and the scene from my imagination.
She's drawn into my eyes and after a moment of heavy confusion we find ourselves in this new place.
I look around. It appears that we're on some sort of rather huge space station.



We're standing on the outer hull. There's gravity and an atmosphere, and temperatures appear to be normal.
There must be some kind of forcefield surrounding the station that prevents the atmosphere from escaping.

And then I suddenly get chills.
Holy shit!
I know this place!

"This is..."
"Oh my god... this is..."
"Fuck, I can't remember the name... it's... there's the motorcycle races and colony and mining and..."

Ugh, too much information at once.

"Take it easy. You have all the time you need."
"This is from my dreams. These were like my first consistent lucid dreams."
"Except I didn't know what lucid dreams were..."
"Wow, I must have been like... not even in my teens yet."

My memories are vague, but I start to recall the global setting.
This is a slave colony built around a big asteroid.
The slaves are forced to harvest it, which is a rather difficult task.
There were these bunk rooms were you live with 20ish other people.
Then every day you get up, go mine.
If you find valuable minerals you can trade them for food.
I was one of these slaves.
During some event I escaped the system and was able to enter the automated regions of the station,
where there are no cameras.
I Mcgyvered myself a small sleeping compartment in between some plasma conduits.
Nobody dares to get close to them, so I was safe there.
I got my water from the automated water recycling system and traded it and some things I've built for food with people in similar situations than myself.

And then there were the motorcycle races.
Holy shit those were amazing... and scary... and... batshit insane!
There were different racing classes, much like in a video game.
Starts out at D, then goes up to C, B, A and finally S.

D is comparable to superbikes in waking life.
Then with C class you get electric downforce systems.
They produce downforce without creating drag. Something with artificial gravity or magnets, I can't remember.
But you get the idea. You have ludicrous grip with these modules, so you're able to put down
a lot more power, break much harder and later, and corner at multiple g's.

The races were held on the outer hull of the station. The outside got pressurizes for maintenance on a regular basis,
just like it is now, so you can walk around and race motorcycle outside.
The higher classes had actual race tracks that surrounded the whole station, and they were insanely dangerous.
The station owners obviously knew about this and about all of the slaves that had escaped to the automated regions, but they didn't care.
They probably made a ton of money with the races, so why would they?

Races were properly dangerous as I already mentioned.
Not only do the motorcycles go way too fast, but all of them are tinkered together.
When you win races you get money, which is useless except for buying new parts.
They make you faster, you get into higher classes, win more money etc.
You're pushing most of the components way past their limit once you get into the higher classes.
It's perfectly normal for one or two bikes to blow up during a race and people dying because their brakes failed or they cornered a split second too late.

You can get to A class on the parts you can buy, but winning A races or getting into S requires you to build your own custom stuff.
I had a few useful contacts that could forge things for me if I gave them blueprints, but obviously you can't test anything.
You have an idea, you build it, install it and hope you'll somehow survive the next race.

"This was pretty sick. And by that I don't mean awesome... well, maybe a little."
"But... this was a bit messed up though. How did I come up with that?"
"Eh, video games might have played a role."
"Maybe..."

We walk around and I remember most locations.
The world is frozen though. It's like walking through a memory snapshot.
I can move things, but nothing will act on its own and all characters are frozen in time.
Most of them have blurry faces, which I assume is because I don't remember how they looked.

I find a small hangar which I shared with another racer. Both of our bikes should be in there.
I open the hangar using a hidden button on the outside.
And sure enough, both bikes are there.
The other racer is also there, and I can actually see his face.
He played a major role in those dreams. He was also the one who got me my first bike.


(Imagine this, except longer, twice as fat, and an engine that barely fits)

I sit on my old bike and turn on the systems.
Ecu, ignition, fuel 1, fuel 2...
Xgc? No idea what that was but better turn it on.
Throttle to 2% and a strong kick to the starter.

I nearly shit my pants as the engine comes to life.
I remembered it as pretty brutal, but mother of god...
I immediately let go of the throttle.
The revs drop to about ~4,5k where the engine begins to idle very roughly.
It idles at 4500rpm? holy shit!
Further inspection reveals that the rev indicator goes all the way up to 20k.
Redline starts at 14.000 but I remember reving it to over 17.000 on a regular basis.
The cooling systems can take it just barely.

I rev the engine gently and it immediately shoots up high into the rev range.
These things don't really have flywheels. The clutch is pretty much an on/off switch.
You use it once to get going and from there on you shift sequentially.
Investigating the engine, the exhaust manifolds indicate a V10 engine.
But then I spot another set coming from below. An X20?
The exhaust manifolds feed into two massive turbochargers that finally lead to 4 straight exhausts.
Even though the engine is idling, the pipes are glowing all the way back.
The bike is huge, but the engine barely fits.

I wonder how much power this has.
I remember getting it up past 700km/h on a straight runway, and just over 900 on a few suicidal runways that had
track parts that pointed straight down for a few kilometers.
At these speeds, even if you hide your face behind the tiny windshield, you simply cannot breathe.
You just hold it in until the next corner, and hope you don't black out during breaking.
I turn the engine off... now is not the time to race it. I'll definitely come back though.

I investigate the rest of the station with Yuya and try to remember things.
We talk about the only guy I can remember mostly.
I explain to Yuya what he did, how he got me my first bike and taught me how to upgrade it etc.
During that I realize that he was a dream guide.
I ask Yuya if he's Faye without thinking, which she laughs at.
Obviously he wasn't.

"So, what was the reason for racing? I mean sure, it's exciting, but also quite suicidal."
"Yeah... there was a rumor that when you win the S cup you can buy your freedom."
"They'll give you your identity back and get you to the next tradehub with some money."
"Ah. That makes sense."
"Yeah... it was a scam though. Only people with superhuman capabilities could get into S class and actually win."
"Obviously such a person would win nearly all races once he becomes skilled enough."
"That is a problem for the station owners because if the same person wins every time it becomes boring and they make less money."
"So once every S cup, they sell 'freedom' to the best guy. It's a good excuse for making someone disappear really."
"It gives all the racers a reason to race and keeps the crowd entertained. In the end they just kill you though."

But she already knew that, she asked to help me remember.
Fuck, this whole setting was dark.
Young me had some messed up dreams.

After spending half a day exploring old dreams we get back to Teraluna, where we proceed to drink and smoke what resembles weed.
It tastes different though, but it does a rather good job at getting you high.

We go to bed where I snuggle with Yuya.
Before falling asleep I make a rather overwhelming discovery.
Except it's... well it's not.

I'm holding Yuya in my arms as we fall asleep and I can feel her chest expanding as she breathes.
I can even feel her heartbeat.
Now, this is obviously perfectly normal, but for some reason I cannot help thinking:
"She is real!" as if this was some kind of proof of her existence.
This makes me think of waking life for the first time in many hours.
I question the reasoning I make in waking life but know that there's nothing I can do about it.
I think differently here.

I fall asleep and get pretty interesting visuals.
It's mostly very vividly colored plasma clouds and some geometric shapes.
It looks really interesting and makes me feel blissful.


Day 3: Yuya

I can't remember waking up, but I'm still on Teraluna.
It's afternoon and I'm coloring Yuya's back with some kind of dragon like tribal patterns.



There's a dance this evening which is why I'm doing this.
I have to be careful not to color over the tiny things living in her back, and on all the other citizens of Teraluna.
They grow up there using the body heat and Teralunas atmosphere.
If you leave they hide in a deeper layer of your skin.
When they have matured they fly away and new ones settle in in their place.
They're pretty cool because they glow in the dark.

I'm not really drawing these things myself. I just let dragonic energy slowly flow into some sort of pen and everything else just happens.
My hand moves on its own. I couldn't draw like that.
Then it suddenly strikes me.
Yuya is naked.
Well... yeah. Obviously duh. How else could I paint her entire back?

I gently kiss her on her neck.
...
What am I doing?
I wouldn't have dared to do that not too long ago.
I used to feel so shy around her, but that's gone completely.
She enjoys it, so I kiss her again, which starts a series of events leading to her bedroom.
It's very different from a recent dream with the hibiscus girl.
It probably helps that I didn't turn into a fucking animal, which still weirds me out thinking back.
I'm more like myself. The whole experience is very blissful, but even more powerful in emotions.
It's very difficult to explain. Everything is just right. I'm at peace...

We're at the party were we dance to music that bears a strong resemblance to vocal trance.
Liv is there as well, and it takes us half an eternity to motivate her to join us on the dance floor.
My vision becomes messed up because the scene is very dark, but lights are flashing everywhere.


I also start seeing the music at some point. Deep tones warp the entire field of vision whereas
high tones influence the colors I'm seeing.
At some point I loose it and wake up.

I'm properly confused for one or two seconds, thinking I woke up in a wrong bed and that I must have a false awakening.
Logic kicks in quickly though and everything is perfectly clear.
I close my eyes again and go through the dream backwards, trying to remember every detail.
Then I get up and immediately write the whole thing down rather than taking dream notes.

In my dream, I was a cartoon character from the show king of the hill. I was Hank Hill. I was riding a motorcycle on more than just roads. There would be other DCs in my way, but at least when they heard and seen me coming they froze right where they were which made it easier for me to avoid hitting them. I could hear my - Hank's voice going waaaaa, as I rode percariously close to the DCs. We went up sidewalks, across fields, and even rode on the top of a wide fence. Finally the chain slipped off the motor and I had to stop the bike in this vacant room in some building. I got it fixed there, but I didn't ride it anymore. I went into 3rd person view, but it didn't last long as Hank became a DC instead of me. I watched as Hank barricaded himself in this room and didn't let anyone in or out. He was getting crazier by the minute. I finally got away from him and out of that room somehow.

I had to use the restroom now, so I start looking for a bathroom. As I'm walking down a hallway inside this building, I spot two off to my right. The signs on both of them say men, but the one with the door was closed for cleaning or repair I think. I was about to walk into the other one but I notice women going into the mens restroom, as well as men. I stop a passing woman and ask her if this was supposed to be a woman's or men's restroom. I can't remember what she said exactly, but she seemed to suggest anyone could use the restroom if they needed to. I figured I would just pass, as now there was a line to wait to use the restroom. I went outside and kept walking down the street. I thought I seen some coins on the ground, but when I picked one up it turned out only to be a button.



Off in the distance, I noticed some hazy gray mist. I rushed over there to see it. Once I got over there, it seemed like it was a part of my dream that hadn't formed yet. As I start recognizing that I am dreaming, I make some harvistor machines appear out of the fog. These machines are from an online game, Star Wars Galaxies. I pick up the smaller personal miner, and put it on top of the elite mineral harvistor. The gray mist is backing off now, letting dream scenery emerge. Somehow I find a plant, and will it to grow bigger. This plant keeps growing bigger and taller while turning into a "beanstalk" that branches out and reaches up into the clouds above. I climb the plant and find myself at cloud level looking down. That was cool. I can tell that my dream isn't very stable at this point, it turns into a room with boxes that are board games and I'm climbing on top of stacks of them. I jump off the top and start flying around, mostly hovering, the room. As I do this I'm saying, "more lucidity, more stability." I repeat this about 5 times while in flight. I'm trying to keep my dream going as long as possible. Now I can actually feel the waves of force emanating from my hands as I'm hovering above the ground. I even do a mid-air sommersault. I'm in the air trying to think of what to do next, nothing comes to mind but I do see a female DC on the ground near me. I land near her and make a move on her. At first she doesn't want to, but then I ask her, "why not?" as I'm trying to use my will to change her mind. It works and we start kissing each other. I'm in mid-kiss when my dream fades out and I wake up.

I remember my irl little cousin being in my dream, and I had a motorcycle. There was a zigzag trolley rail in the middle of the road. There was a girl at the house I was going to, and I had Yordle Snap Traps set out in the yard. I knew where they were, though, cause I could see them on the minimap.

I also had a FA where my sister was telling me to take the stuff out of the hallway (that she piled up out there)

Night of the 30

2:00- woke up. Not much I can recall. There were two people dressed in black who got in a motorcycle wreck. Someone unmasked them or something. They were part of different groups or teams who were rivals. That's the bulk of my recall. There was a brunette girl but nothing seriously happened with her I remember. *There was something about grades and a house with a tea set. It's very fuzzy.

7:06- Little brother woke me. I slept past the alarms. Dang. Anyway, I know I dreamed but now i can't remember it. I'll work on my recall more when the state tests are over. Now things are just busy.

03.14.2012

Biology Professor Office Hours, Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard, Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk, Someone posts IRL image of themselves (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Most of these were really vivid, I remember waking up for a WBTB, and I know I recalled a dream during that time, but I didn't spend long on the WBTB anyway. These dreams are not in chronological order, and I still have lingering images in my head about what happened, which is good.

Dream 1: Biology Professor Office Hours

I go inside a room where a man that looks an awful lot like the professor I had for Biology 111. It seems he's just sitting there casually waiting for someone to come in, so I'm assuming this is what he does during his office hours.

(Since the real one doesn't do as much research anymore, he has a lot of free time to play Solitaire, and some students found that he really does this).

I go up to him to talk about an Exam, and he still has a passive demeanor, and I don't remember too much on what I asked of him, but I know it was related to Scantrons and an Exam.

I think the dream shifts a little where I'm in the same room, but he's standing up and holding a blue version of a test, and he's looking directly at me waiting for me to ask him a question.

Dream 2: Chemistry Professor & Chalkboard

I'm sitting inside a lecture room for Chemistry apparently because I see an Asian woman who looks like the Chemistry 112 teacher I'm taking right now as a second semester freshmen at my University.

I believe she has a projector screen up, but she decides to use the green chalkboards behind it to erase a few things, probably from previous classes where the other professor forgot to erase.

At first, it seems she's using a weird object to erase the chalkboard, and I think a few students where bothered by this, but she finally realizes she should use an actual chalkboard eraser. It's fairly big, and she's doing a horrible job erasing things.

(In the real class, people didn't like her at first because she had a hard time configuring the projection screen and writing too small on the white board, but now I think they like her a lot. Just mentioning that to remember the mood of everyone in this room).

She's swiping in an up and down motion with the eraser, and you can still see the streaks of what she erased on the board. It bothered me a little, but I tried not to worry about a small thing like that, but the way she did it so quickly and horribly was just irritating.

She turns back to the class to probably start the lecture, and I think a few students in the large lecture room are talking to each other about something, most likely complaining about her exams or something of the sort.

Dream 3: Riding a Motorcycle on Snaky Sidewalk

The environment is either afternoon or close to it. It feels like I'm at my University, since I see some small stone hedges containing plants, seeing the green grass that is pure and clean (they have a strict policy in students keeping off on certain areas of grass, which makes the whole University even more beautiful, just don't go to Bryan, TX though lol).

I believe this motorcycle was black, and apparently I have to catch up with a few people, but I can't remember who. I get on the motorcycle, trying to shift my rear in the right place since this feels like one of those where you have to bend your back forward a lot.

I didn't even need to start the motorcycle, I slowly ride it, and I have some trouble riding it on a sidewalk that seems to be formed like a snake's body structure (the sidewalk has a lot of curves where you have to shift left and right a few times).

I didn't think about this when I recalled this dream, but I believe this same sidewalk's path could've led me to Alyzarin! Since the last dream I had about a snake-related even was a fairly huge snake crawling next to me, and I didn't feel afraid at all).

I finally get the hang of this motorcycle, and it seems that it's actually developed, and by that, I mean I all the parts seem to be in thier proper place compared to how I normally see vehicles having some parts blurred out until I decide to make a conscious effort in making their more clear and vivid.

I continue riding most likely, and that's all I remember for that one.

Dream 4: Someone posts IRL image of themselves

I think I'm on DV, and I'm looking at the "Post Pictures of yourself here, without discussion" thread, and I see a female post a photo of her.

It was fairly small compared to the other big photos most people post, but I could see it was a blonde, and she was wearing a white shirt that had pink to it on her shoulders and the top section of her arms.

She looked really beautiful, I couldn't see the Username of the person though, she just looked so amazing! I couldn't get my eyes off of her, and I sense a REALLY familiar vibe from this person's photo.

There was also a small glow behind the person who took the photo, and it seemed they wanted to have a dark background (it was mostly a dark orange setting to it) so that their image can be portrayed more.

EDIT: I remembered one more dream. That's weird, usually I don't have this type of recall after being awake for some time now. Oh well, guess my mind is getting better and better without relying too much on the half-awake half-asleep state I try to practice to remember more dreams.

Dream 4: Restaurant To-Go

This dream is vivid like the ones before, and I believe I'm walking to take a seat to a Restaurant. The environment is fairly dark, with some lighting to it. The overall colors in the background would be brown, yellow, and orange.

As I'm sitting down, a lady comes up to me and asks what I would like. I look at this lady, and she looks like the Teacher's Assistant in my Sociohoritculture class, no doubt about that.

I forget what I tell her what I wanted to order, but I say whatever it was, and said that I would like it To-Go and she goes on her way. The seat I'm sitting on are one of those long, fluffy, and comfortable leather seats meant to occupy several people.

The Restaurant was pretty fancy, with flooring that looked like marble type of material. Then I think I head out because I felt I forgot something, and I completely forget the idea that I should wait for my meal to come for me to eat.

I go outside to this mini-store, and I go up to this guy who I can't really get a good facial expression off, but he's signing something for me on some paper. It could've been yellow paper or just ordinary paper, and I think I'm in this store for him to help me with regulating something that I can't remember about.

I then realize I should go back to the restaurant to make sure the lady didn't think I didn't want the food. But here's the weird part, as I'm going back to sit in the same location that I was in, she comes to me again.

She asks me what I would like, and I thought she knew I was here already, but I guess she was just trying to sustain a habit of doing that to people coming in and out of the Restaurant. She asked me if I wanted the Sweet and Sour Chicken again? Or something like that, and I nod to her.

Then after I get the meal the second time, I think I head out and had a bunch of random events happen in front of me. I think I had trouble trying to ride something, and people in traffic were being a bit ditzy and slow in response. It was at an intersection, so basically, everyone is trying to move, but they want to wait because they'll think one person should be able to go their way before they move.