Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM Woke up at: 5:00 AM DREAMTIME: 20 minutes of perceived dream time. Pre-Dream State: Yup, this is a WILD. Okay, so I went to bed at 12:00 AM, but I had also fallen asleep for 4-5 hours beforehand, so I think I was in a state where I could easily initiate REM even if I didn't want to, and I did. Out of nowhere, my body began to shift into REM Atonia (Or as I and many others like to call it, Sleep Paralysis) and I began to hear slight snippets of audio as I'm making the transition. I also began to see small flashes of light, and my body also felt like it was convulsing WILDly. I was almost scared shitless, the only saving grace being I knew I was going to transition into a dream at the end of it. I was scared that hallucinations of demons would pop up out of nowhere, but I had to keep my eyes shut and suppress those thoughts as hard as I could. For what seemed like an eternity of blaring lights, body shifting, and small noises, I had finally, finally transitioned into an LD. I think it only lasted for 30 seconds, but shit like that makes you REMEMBER stuff goddammit. Dream: Anyway, I transition into a sort of dungeon lit by torchlights. For some reason there are girls in front of me that are inside giant Tabasco sauce bottles (Don't ask). I walk up to one of the girls (I think she was brunette, about my age) and tilt the bottle forward, and somehow end up covering her with chili powder. I don't know if my subconscious was being clever or not but here you go. The other girls next to her laughed and proceed to egg her on about the whole thing, but my eyes were fixated on another row of girls to the right, this time not inside of oversized spice bottles. I think of striking up a conversation with them, but I dismiss the thought entirely, and end up walking up to some kind of large metal door with orange trim. I walk through the door to find myself in a wide open tundra. It is the most beautiful, yet the most frightening thing I have yet encountered. My mind begins to race with thoughts of freezing up and dying in my own dream, but I suddenly begin to realize how null my body is to the cold, and my worries melt away. I keep traversing this surreal white acropolis (Thumbs up if you get the reference) when I come across a nice, temperate looking area with orange grass and where you can see the sunset. It is almost alien in appearance. The saturated orange color of the grass itself accompanied by the fact it was right next to a frozen landscape. It was also a mountain high up in the sky, to add to the craziness. I wind up finding a couple of my real life friends (Though I can only remember one clearly(Let's call him E)). I talk to 'E' for a bit, Lord knows what the hell I was talking about, but the tone of the conversation seemed to be pretty lax all in all. And no, I didn't try to convince him it was a dream. I try to fly in this dream, but end up stumbling in the air (If you can picture that) and falling right back down. I go back to the frozen landscape I was in, and get lost in thought as I lose lucidity and thus lose the dream. NOTES 1. My memory of the LD seems to be highly muddled by my other dream that I had right after this one, so details are a bit sparse. 2. This was most definitely a WILD. 3. The LD seemed pretty long (About 20 minutes or so). I didn't need to do any reality checks along the way either as I seemed to have a consistent level of lucidity throughout.
Updated 09-15-2017 at 03:35 AM by 93490
I decided to try the dreamleaf product and see if that affected my ability to lucid dream - suffice to say last night was at least a success. I took the blue pill before I went to bed, then 4 hours later I woke up and took the red pill. It took a while for me to fall asleep on account of having checked my phone for a minute. I dreamed that I was floating through the sky while beneath me small clouds passed by. I could see a snow covered mountain where I spotted a bearded man climbing. I floated further and eventually the land beneath me was obscured by denser grey clouds. I realized I was dreaming around this point, I could just tell it was a dream. I felt that the dream wasn't very strong, not surprising since I haven't practiced lucid dreaming in a long time. I was still floating through the sky and decided to let myself go with it, the dream seemed too delicate to mess around with so I wanted to try edge the dream-path towards something gradually. I got about 30 seconds of lucidity before waking up without much happening. As an added note the atmosphere of the dream seemed a bit sinister which is also why I didn't want to mess with it
I go back to sleep fairly quickly so once again I have an NLD before brief wakefulness and then DEILD entry with eye clench (to confirm strength of vibrations) then visualization to try to influence scene. Seems NREM visuals...an extended period of flying through odd visions mostly like space-scapes, not that different from those on Twin Peaks The Return episode 8 which was mostly trippy visions. There were voices; I couldn't make out what they were saying. Towards end my mind recalled some of the creepiness of Twin Peaks from last night and the little bit of schema poisoning teased and then dumped in a DV thread recently (I just remembered, among the last ethereal scenes included panther eyes in the dark, after seeing a cheetah on TV IWL) but I handled it well with a sense of my own power much like facing creepy spaces IWL. Weird scenes blur out, as part of my subconscious solution I'm guessing. Then exploring some darkish rooms and halls with DC's. I want to do another TOTY so I spin while imagining a snow covered mountain for the sled task. I find myself in the snow at the top of a mountain with snow blowing and not giving me much to look at. I form my sled with my hands motioning the outline of a small one man sled. I get on and I go down at a medium speed. As I approach the bottom I imagine the earth opening up and I go down further which leads to calm endless ocean that I float above for a bit. I want to do this again and see if I can make it more interesting by going down faster and I'll make it notably cold while I'm at it. I spin again and imagine being back at the top and feeling the cold and it works again. I notice the cold air and this time I just assume the sled is already in my hands and I hop on it in mid-air while aiming down hill. This time it feels fast, out of control and much more thrilling. I still didn't try to influence what I got at the bottom but after having the ground at the bottom open up it leads me to something different this time. It leads to shallow stream with lots of pebbles visible through the clear water that I float just above following the stream. Water both times interestingly, though vastly different bodies of water. After flying a bit I find myself indoors. I explore. Spoiler for sexual content: I get some bj's and also I am back to intercourse this time, in a hallway. Going around looking for sexy DC's. One group sitting around a table and I choose one for a bj. I wake after a good amount of fun.
Forest I arrive at a location near a mountain; lots of green, many trees. I pass a few familiar people, but they're more like spirits (appearance is indifferent, but the mentality was profound). Most appear busy with their own agendas, but it's peaceful. As I move closer to camp I can see people gathering and the energy shifting. Many more of us are arriving and so I stop to observe the increased movement. I realize the reason for the arrival of my people; we're receiving visitors. MoSh Shred arrives, but I don't recognize that it's him in the dream. I merely stare at him as he walks past me and doesn't say anything. I call out to him, he stops walking and looks straight at me but there's no sense of recognition; he's viewing me like a stranger. I'm also staring at him, trying to figure out why he's so familiar to me. We stare for a long while at one another. I'm uncertain how this occurs but he begins ... chasing me? Not in a bad way? Not in a good way either? I enter my camp to evade him because the energetic exchange of being chased startles me. I've been hunted in the past and that mindset he's holding reminds me of past experiences...this internal dynamic causes me to race through the encampment, through a maze of doors, without stopping. I step out to detach from the panicked body. My perspective is following a few feet behind the fleeing body. I'm wondering what the fuck happened and I sorta get it. The energy unfolding was too similar to past memories and it triggered anxiety. Makes sense; being hunted for death sorta does that to a person. MoSh may have accidentally held that vibration without understanding the impact. Data? I reach the top of the encampment and watch as the body I was inhabiting tries to calm itself. The sky is beautiful up here; though I spend less time looking up and more time assessing myself. I notice I don't look like me. This body I'm using looks very tall and lean (sort of Avatar-like, but the body wasn't blue and there was no tail). I look sort of Native American, but a distorted version of it. It's pretty, but more graceful gazelle pretty than American pretty. As the panic subsides, a man approaches. I'm viewing the man as I'm still separated from my body. Personally, I'm wondering how he made it up this far and it doesn't look like the Shred, but I can't tell who it is. The body I was inhabiting is clearly still sketchy. She moves around the space without putting her back to the man. The man approaches, stops about twenty feet away from her, and reveals something he's holding. She goes to him and they exchange a few small words. The dynamic of this man calms her (he's tall, a bit stoic, quiet, reminds me of Data due to lack of emotional excitement). The body (hers) is calm enough for me to enter it and so I do. The man and I talk for a bit about weapons. He's asking to bring something for us to practice with and wants to know what I want to use. I think it over briefly before asking him to bring something cheap. He and I will spar, I chose archery, he agreed he would bring arrows for next time. Cheap is ideal because it's sparring and not an actual battle; also, I have my own arrows so he would be bringing the items for himself mostly. He excuses himself as he needed to leave to attend to a separate errand. I'm collecting my arrows as I'm going to spend some time up here to practice on my own; alone. We say goodbye and I watch him leave. I'm thinking of how nice he seems and I'm looking forward to our next meeting. Death I'm at a hospital with my dad, in my hands is a biography and collective work of an artist. The artist has recently died and the book was compiled for his death. I'm browsing through the pages looking at the various pieces of artwork. Most of it is drawn in pen, but the line work is very lovely. One picture I find quite sad--the artist is in bed, the media is black with some lines of a crisp blue. Nothing is obviously sad about the picture, only that I happen to know this was a portrait of the artist as he was lying on his deathbed. To me, it's sad as it indicates the last artwork before he died (there will be no more). I've never been partial to endings. A nurse comes into our darkly lit room. She informs us we're going to radiology, they want a picture of his liver. I collect myself and prepare to follow them out of the room. The dream shifts. Catch 22 I open up a connection to my mom to explain what's going on with Dad. I'm viewing her and she looks like she's in a different state (location) for some reason. I tell her we're on our way to radiology and why. Her reply: It's funny, no one is afraid of death. Death is not something people fear. People go to the hospital not to find out they are dying, they already know they are dying. They go to the hospital to delay death. What can the hospital (medicine) truly offer? They try to offer time, but they often don't understand death enough to grant time or understanding of the process unfolding. It's humorous to me she is teaching me about the process of dying. Her comfort level is high and I suppose she's right; the misconception is death is something to fear when in reality it is a step up from the predicament of living. Seems a bit quirky how backward things are, yet I'm still quieted by the prospect of Dad engaging the process. Perhaps I'm merely jealous he gets to go while I'm stuck dealing with the bullshit of living. Not that I idolize death; but death (abandonment of the physical body) makes everything I do more efficient. Hence, my work is slower with a physical self and this annoys me. Though, if dead I wouldn't be able to share my research so it's a hilariously cruel Catch 22 for me.
As I was falling asleep last night, at one point I became aware that I was just below the waking threshold and was able to take some control over the hypnagogic imagery. I wanted to try a TOTY and decided to attempt sledding again. I figured my problem last time was that I had gotten fixated on looking for a mountain to sled down... wouldn't it be more sensible to establish that I was on the mountain to start with? Then all I would have to do is go downhill. And find snow, of course. I successfully turned the hypnagogic imagery into a scene of sliding down a mountain slope. Initially it felt more like imagining than dreaming, in part because I was not yet fully embodied in the scene, only seeing it in my mind's eye. But already it was manifesting some of the ornery characteristics of dream and resisting my attempts to imagine snow, so I was sliding over bare earth. I let the scene play along and pretty soon I started to feel physical sensations: the bumps along the ground (I thought wistfully how snow would smooth out the ride!) and the surprisingly realistic smack of low hanging leaves against my face as I passed under trees. I was on a round metal saucer sled, barely big enough to seat me, but by concentrating I could prevent it from spinning out of control (unlike the similar sled I have in WL!) Before long it started to feel like a real dream with physical embodiment, but I was still lucid enough that I was not concerned when my sled went over a steep embankment and into freefall: I just applied some mental "brakes" and came down gently, landing in the yard of someone's farm. The farmer was there, so I realized this would be a perfect opportunity to coax some snow into existence. "Can you believe the weather we're having?" I asked the farmer. "Such thick snow! Hey, where is the snow the deepest?" I tried to make my tone convincing, despite the fact that there was still no snow in sight. Apparently this worked, because the farmer pointed into the distance, and when I sledded off in that direction, soon I was surrounded by snow everywhere! I was back in the mountain forest, but there was a slight problem. I looked around and saw no way down but steep rocky cliffs, rather than slopes that looked suitable for sledding. I figured I should just pick a cliff and sled off it anyway, since freefalling posed no real danger. But at that moment, for no good reason, I felt a subtle pang of anxiety about completing the task, and this woke me up. Dreams are a wonderful laboratory for discovering all the ways that our own minds can get in the way of our intentions!
Updated 01-13-2019 at 07:44 AM by 34973
Morning of March 1, 2017. Wednesday. I am sitting in an armchair. I recall that there had been cheerful interaction with my family at a previous point. However, the setting firstly seems to be my Cubitis bedroom. The armchair is against the west wall, at the south end of my room (where no armchair had ever been in real life). My room is somewhat dark. I begin to hear, seemingly from just outside the window, some sort of very unusual sound, almost like an electronic squeak (actually caused by subliminal awareness of a real environmental sound). I hear it a few times and eventually realize that it is someone in the front yard who is not supposed to be there. I leave my room and walk around to the front of the house through the living room to possibly catch the imposer. At this point, it is still seemingly modeled mostly after the Cubitis house. However, when I open the front door, the area is completely different and unfamiliar, though my dream self does not register it as such (as I erroneously “recognize” it as our present address). Contrary to the implied Cubitis setting, there is no carport. There is no driveway or highway beyond. Instead, there is a huge front yard, mostly with very tall grass other than where it is short from about ten feet out from the front of the house. It now seems to be morning and I notice a beautiful blue sky. I see a young unfamiliar male running through the front yard from my left (from where the noise was likely coming from). He seems to be very amused. He keeps running to the northwest, where there are more houses in both northerly rows and westerly rows. The house I am in seems somewhat isolated (mostly due to the huge front yard). I yell at him saying that I have weapons. He keeps running but I do not even think about chasing after him even though he seems to think I might while maintaining his seemingly cheerful countenance. Looking at the front yard at the tall grass that is farther out, I also notice a clear path of short grass that goes for a very long distance. I feel very cheerful and even lucky about this feature even though I am annoyed by the idea of having to mow the rest of the yard on each side of the long path. I reason that grass does not grow much over all the old established paths. In the distance is also a beautiful mountain. The waking transition is atypical here, though the first prompt (preconscious running off to my right) still oriented to my right as it most often is. It is atypical for the personified preconscious to run off rather than more directly initiate the waking dynamics. The path through the tall grass is a clue, especially regarding my clarity of it at this point (even though I remain in the doorway until waking, which is in itself a waking event as a door represents a potential shift in consciousness and often serves as the exit point of a dream). A mountain represents subliminal focus on the conscious self and the goal of waking from sleep. Still, had I stepped out from the doorway, this might have induced a lucid state as has occurred in many previous dreams.
I was climbing a mountain with my brother and dad. We were in the northernmost part of Finland. I grab some snow and it feels like really fine sand. "This can't be sand. It should be snow." I think and the confusion causes awareness to rise. We are almost at the top of the mountain, when I fall into a crack in the snow. I'm scared to move, so I ask dad to help. He comes back, but doesn't grab my hand for some reason. I wait for him to help for what feels like minutes. He just stares at me with a sad expression. The huge piece of snow I'm standing on breaks off completely and I fall with it. I see a straight wall of ice and snow, like I fell from the top of a glacier. Below me I see a freezing ocean. I think about how I can survive. The water will be freezing and my many layers of clothing will make swimming difficult. There's also nowhere to go once I'm in the water. I'm still falling and my mind seeks for a way out. "Please let this be a dream." I pray, but my mind is still entangled, believing this is real. A few more seconds of falling. In my mind I'm screaming "STOP!!!" and I finally force the dream to stop. The short pause midair is followed by waking up. I guess I was lucid for a second there, but not gonna count that as anything.
...and the coolest story idea ever! I only remembered one dream from last night, and sadly it wasn't lucid, but it was still really awesome. My family and I were going to the Haunted Islands (which is a placeholder name for a foreboding archipelago in my imaginational world that will be used in one of my novels at some point). But they were significantly different than how I designed them in my conscious, waking life. For one thing, they were more of a theme park or tourist attraction. In fact, as we were going to visit, we weren't sure if the place was really dangerous or if it was just a fun attraction. We went in the evening, when the sun had already set, so it was already pretty creepy. There were two large mountains that embodied the spirits of the island. The narrative temporarily faded, and instead I was looking at a coloring book with the mountains outlined on it. I started coloring them in with a gray marker. Then, they became real again. One had the head of a snake, with glowing eyes which switched from yellow to blue every few minutes or so. The other was another monster, more mammalian: I can't remember precisely what it was, but I think it was either a bear or a wolf or something. The snake-mountain was really cool. It was almost seductive in the way that it spoke, inviting us to the island. However, it also creeped me out, even though I absolutely love snakes in the waking world. I think I just got a really bad feeling, and so did my parents. Like we shouldn't be there. The snake gave us one last warning: We had a short increment of time in which we could still leave. The gates to the haunted world were closing, but we had like a minute to rush out. My sister was really excited by the prospect of exploring this haunted world. My brother usually goes along with her IRL, and he did so in the dream. However, my parents decided to leave. At the very last second, I decided to as well. A silver analog clock read 10:25 PM, and I had a lot of homework to do even in the dream. We rushed out the gates and just got out before they shut. Barely. Narrowest escape in a dream ever. xD And then I remember vaguely something about Scooby-Doo. This is oddly symbolic of what's going on in the waking world. Suffice it to say that my sister was doing some rather unhealthy things...think drugs and sex as a high schooler. And my brother isn't doing anything crazy., but he is losing his faith and is really struggling emotionally. I'm using this dream as a creative idea. Either for a novel or a theme park ride idea, or -- better yet -- both! I'd like to be an Imagineer one day, but I don't think this idea would work particularly well for Disney. Oh, and I also had two more dreams, but I couldn't remember them. I know I had them, but I had zero recollection of the content upon waking.
-1-Captain Archer (Star Trek: Enterprise) was visiting an alien planet. On this planet, he was invited to a meal by a resident. That alien's house was actually my previous house from waking life, and I didn't notice. [Switch to first person] I took Archer's place. After a meal in the living room, I walked over to the entertainment center and found an unimportant paper in the right cabinet where the SNES belongs. (keep in mind all this was supposed to be alien) Suddenly, Picard was involved, and time travel happened. I forgot the rest. [New Scene] Still inside my old house, I noticed a very large explosion cloud moving very slowly, almost imperceptible on the top of Mount Ellinor. In an instant, I was there, from the POV of the survivor, hanging on to the edge of a cliff. I dug at several places in the loose dirt to try and secure a hold. After a few minutes, I succeeded and climbed to the top and to the other side of a dirt mound. Fragment: I traveled back to the 1980s. Somehow, I connected Siri to a car and let her ramble on about recent (2010s) video games. Fragment about electric shocks to a guy.
Updated 01-16-2017 at 12:40 AM by 67050
I am escaping by breaking through the top of a mountain from the inside, I see it shatter and fall away, its dark hollow in strak contrast to the snow covered top. My daughter is in hiding and is being smuggled to a safe house, in the war. Unfortunately they believe we are unsafe and don't let her go there. The authorities are still onto us and she hides in a temporary place it is on a boat. Is like the "sound of music" and her boyfriend risks the chance of being caught. Taking her from the boat and across the mountains to safety. I awoke feeling calm.
Dreamed Chris Ballew was climbing a face of a mountain with a native of the land. Literally the part that Chris was climbing, was a human face in shape. He got to the top with help while I was seeing from his perspective, then at the top for some reason a tornado and suburban area comes to mind.
Time slept: 11:00 - 08:30 (9:30 hours sleep) Date: Saturday 06/02/16 blue = non-lucid/red = lucid Zombie dinner - (vividness: reasonable) I am in my house, eating dinner with my family, my brother is up stairs in his room and my dog is stood at the top of the stairs(she is afraid to go down them). i see a zombie stood at the top of the stairs so i alert my parents and begin packing bags so we can run, they don't seem too bothered. i shoot a arrow at the zombie and kill it. i see more coming from the direction of my brothers room. my mum grabs a mini bag out of my hand and shoves many arrows in. she grabs a bow and starts shooting them nonchalantly, i see my brother being carried away by a zombie. i know that if they get him we are doomed, i suddenly appear on the balcony and vault over the zombie, stabbing him in the head. i grab my brother and vault over the banister. i grab my dog also. i finish packing and we leave. Zombie mountain - (vividness: low) I am on top of a ruined mountain village, surrounded by dead zombies. blood has mingled with the snow to create a horrifically beautiful sight,my family are all here. a old man comes and tells me there is something i will want to see. he takes my to a ruined shack, a little away from the village. in it are 3 middle aged men slouched against the wall. i think they are dead by one of them opens his eyes, they are yellow. i find out that he got bit by a zombie yet still retained his consciousness. Retro zombie - (vividness: quite high) it is a retro game with a top down view like Pokemon, i am a retro character and i see my self in this top down view. i am running across a mountain pass from some zombies. i reach the end of the mountain, there is a little boy and girl holding a teddy bear, a message flashes up. i don't read it, and assume it means choose who i want to take with me. i choose the little boy. my character pushes him off a cliff and the little girl walks forward. a message says that i got the answer correct and that the little boy was the zombie. i begrudgingly accept and we turn to walk back up the mountain pass. School trip - (vividness: average) i am on a plane, on a school trip but all the school is separated onto two different planes. we land for a quick stop. i got off my plane and go onto the other one to talk to the people there. i sit on the wing and begin talking to some of them. then the plane starts to talk off, but the teachers are still on the ground, they shout at me nonchalantly to get off the wing seats and get into the plane(there is no run way but some how we fly over the airport). i do so and go and sit next to a friend. we both laugh at something.
First i dreamt about being in square where some girls where throwing balls. Then i take a bus, and i get down like inside a shoping center. I see Pedro in my dream. Then my mother leaves the shopping center, which was like a maze, and i go to bathroom and my sister as well. She goes to the ladies bathroom to take a shower and she said she would come out immediately, i said alright i'll go to urinate, and she said, no, don't do that, you can't, bla bla bla, while she was showering, and i was already in the bathroom peeing, and i was thinking how awful would it be to ask for permission to do such thing. Then i woke up at about 8:54 AM. I tried to do a WILD, as soon as i felt i was falling asleep i thought i was in dream, maybe it would be a false awakening, so i did a reality check and no, i was still awake just very relaxed. But then i fell asleep and failed to WILD. I dreamt about being in a flight. Suddenly something of the plain just dismantles and it is just the cabin, like a space ship. The plane was going really fast, and we were at a low altitude, like street altitude. I thought we were going to crush and i was going to die, but the plane managed to slow down very fast and suddenly it stopped. I couldn't believe it. We had the speed to travel to another continent pretty fast and we just stopped all of a sudden. There was a guy travelling who had to get into a international meeting, he was from the US. But we go outside the cabin (we were on a mountain) and there was a guy exactly like him. So one of them was not real. So both of them got tied in a rope, sliced in their belly and put in a big luggage, and they closed it. Then i don't know what happened but they were going to get transported. Then i dream about being kicked of by my aunt Lidia from her house, insulting me. So i went out of the house, there was furniture by the door, and i moved it and was about to go out when she said, i didn't really mean it, and i knew that she did mean it. So i got out and climbed down the mountain. I took a boat and started to get out of that swamp through a door that was on a corner, which led to another swamp. When i was on the door my sisters and my mother come out, and my younger sister came walking through the water, and i was amazed since i used a boat, and she gave me a pill from a request of our mother. Then i grabbed the can with pills to take a couple more for the trip just in case and all of the pills were different [i should have done a reality check there] so i put them in the can again and went on.
Dream - Genghis Khan I remember being on a grass hill with a large mountain outcropping in a steep cliff shooting upwards to my left. To my right there was another obstacle, likely another mountain. There was intense fighting going on with swords and stuff. I was far more powerful than the other warriors which were just grunts. I quickly disposed of a large handful of them, but one of them remained. He was Genghis Khan, a strong warrior who refused to give up and leave. He moves back down a slight slope towards a small wooden building about 20 meters away. Inside are two weapons, one is a kukri and I can't recall what the other one looked like. They were displayed as if they were treasures. He grabs the kukri and we fight I think.. He's still no match for me even though he was considered to have 'powered up'. I then said "Laters Genghis Khan, I'm going forever", but in the funniest voice. It sounded like something from a Disney cartoon which I intentionally put on for some reason, but it really made no sense. I've had to put on hold the DEILD attempts until I can get my recall back up. Dealing with those alarms with the addition of having to move back to the North Island.. Seems like it has impacted my recall ^_^
It was a warm evening. With my mother we were jogging on a path hidden within bushes. The path took a turn right in front of two lakes, and it was easy to fall into the water. There were mountains to the left, and pine dominated in the forest. We were running and talking about helicopter crash in local forest. When running I almost fell into the lake, slipping on mad and ending slide just before water. I quickly standed up, and a group of friends appeared. We went away, and went through a sandtrap. I have fallen into the trap with one of friends. We were dragged down, and they wanted to free us somehow. Suddenly I realised that It's a dream. I thought that I should use something, and got an idea. I moved my arms, and frozen the trap, and then I broken ice jumping out.
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