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I was talking to A.W on the phone after a very bizarre sleepover. I was outside with a bunch of people on a balcony overlooking a lake at sunset. I was telling her about dream signs and she said, “So all you’re really looking for is Josh, right?” and I said, “Not necessarily.” I named off a couple of dream signs like seeing blackness when a dream ends. Then I saw a black truck drive by on top of the water and added, “…or a truck driving on the water..” Then I started to question if I was actually dreaming. It was hard for me to believe and the dream didn’t feel very stable but somehow I concluded that I was dreaming. I jumped around and celebrated for a moment then I turned to the girl behind me and said “Please go get my dream guide. We’re supposed to meet here.” She left and while she was gone I did the stabilization trick of getting on all fours. I could feel the heaviness of of my body on my hands and knees and I could see the grains of wood with some detail, but what really stood out to me was my hands. They were small and the fingers were different sizes. Like deformed, mutated baby hands. It’s the first time the hand RC worked for me. By now, it was dark outside. The girl came back with something long wrapped in her dress. Wtf? I unraveled it and she scolded me for being rough so I apologized. It was a just a long frayed electrical wire with a handle. I was like, “Oh well, I might as well try to change this and use it to summon my dream guide.” I focused my attention on it and suddenly the wire mended itself, grew really long, twisted around, whipped around, and pulsed with electricity. I pointed it at the sky and willed a button to emerge on the handle. I clicked the button and made a gun shooting noise with my mouth and imagined fireworks. Instantly the device made a loud gun sound and moments later a dull firework went off. That was my signal to my dream guide, who I never did find. I was trying to think of what to do next and I remember the TOTM was to get a massage. As I was walking around, the dream ebbed and flowed between vividness and vagueness. I kept looking at my hands to confirm that I was dreaming. Mostly my hands looked mutated, sometimes they looked normal except my fingers would get stuck in weird positions. I told myself, “I really am grateful for real life. Lucid dreams can be weird.” I was generally unhappy with my environment, it was dark. I was in an empty parking lot for a moment and then at a hospital. I asked one of the male receptionists for a quick massage and he looked at me like I was crazy. I went around the right corner and found a small office with two local men and said, “Excuse me, physical therapy. I have a knot in my right shoulder, could you please rub it for me? I don’t want a back adjustment or anything.” They told me I didn’t have anything wrong. They explained why it was obvious and started talking about a medical book. I was like, “Yeah, okay, but I really am sore right here so if you could just massage it for a minute that would be great.” One reluctantly agreed and gave me the crappiest massage ever. Massages in real life are way better. I could hardly feel it. Not to mention, it was awkward because of my DC’s apprehension. Afterwards, I went outside thinking of what to do next. I remembered one of my goals is lucid sex. But this dream felt a little dark and it’s not the place I wanted to have sex, nor could I find anybody worth having sex with, and clearly my summoning was not successful. I decided this dream had been long enough and I better write it down before I forget it even happened. I started walking inside and the dream began fading into an NLD. The dream was going to turn scary as I walked down a hallway but I tried to stop it and it turned more into a movie with Dax Shepherd’s wife running an election. Someone brought out newborn wild cats like a tiger and jaguar. I pet them happily and said “Too bad I didn’t put this on my competition goals list, I could have gotten points!” (It’s true that petting a tiger is on my personal LD bucket list).

MILD seems to be my most reliable method at this point (but I’m still hoping I can get DEILD to work for me at some point). I didn’t even think my intentions were very strong tonight because I didn’t seriously start thinking about LD’s until right before falling asleep. I said my mantra, “Tonight I’m lucid dreaming” over and over until I fell asleep. As I was starting to fall asleep I would notice myself in subtle dreamscapes, mostly of being at a royal masquerade ball. During this I practiced remembering to be lucid. I did have mugwort tea about a half hour before bed, but I have taken that once or twice before with no success. I had a few vivid dreams (2 NLD) and did a brief wbtb. I set my intention to remember to lucid dream, but again I feel that it wasn’t particularly strong. I don’t even remember falling back asleep. Then all of a sudden I had a DILD because I was talking about lucid dreaming in my dream!

This makes for 3 LD’s in one month, not bad!

My reality checking lately has had me considering 'if this were a dream what would I do next?'...

Last night I had EPIC dreams...

One dream was lucid... but not. I was not aware I was dreaming, but I was also on huge trip the entire dream thinking to myself if this were a dream I would do this and proceeded to do exactly that each time, without realising that, hey I am dreaming!

Another dream I was in a telephone booth and each of its walls were distorted panels that were each member in my family. As I looked at each they stopped moving and clarified into perfect pictures. That's pretty deep because I recently have accepted the difficult fact of who they are.

Another dream I was comforting a long line of terminally ill patients.

The next I had gone ahead and studied nursing like I once wanted to and it was my first day on the job, but I was also a patient in the same ward.

The rest of the night was massive and I cant put things into words!!!
The theme seemed to be resolution. Very deep and meaningful. The night before last was strange too, I usually remember my dreams, but that night I was blank, very rare.

Calea Z usually has zero effect on me. Mugwort now and again produces epic dreams that go on and on. I had both last nite.

#238 - DILD - 5:00AM

I am wondering in an elementary school looking for my class. Several kids rush to a room to be in a popular teachers class. Once he accepts the 13th student he has to turn everyone else away. several kids walk away looking disappointed. I wonder why the school just didn't schedule people like they usually do. I come to an empty classroom with a young female teacher. I really have to pee and I think I see a really small toilet with a door acting as a partition. I mumble something about finding a toilet but as I get closer, I see it's actually just a white trashcan. I can feel the teacher looking at me and think I better say something. "I thought there was a toilet in here." She says, "No." And mumbles something else as I walk away. I pass the popular teachers room and wonder outside.

As I make my way to the other school building across the street I notice that I am wearing a backpack and I feel like I can barely move. The effort is making my tired and by the time I reach the glass doors I feel that I am moving ridiculously slow. The feeling reminds me of SP and I suddenly realize I am dreaming. I decide the backpack was the problem and I take it off. I freely move inside and see a younger version of my mother standing there. Instead of doing a task, I decide to just go with the theme of the dream and see where I end up. I hand mom the backpack and say, "Hey mom take my backpack."
She asks why and I tell her, "Because, you know where my class is and you can take me there. I hook my hands around her elbow and I feel her drag me down the hall. I the the ceiling and my vision gets jumbled. I feel my mom suddenly sling me around and I come to a stop.

I am now looking into a classroom with only a handful of kids sitting a desks. For whatever reason I decide to act like a totally asswagon now. I shout out the ever cheezy, "Whats uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup." Then, WHAT UP BITCHES?!" I see a boy who has a bald shaved head and his black hair begging to grow back. "Hey baldy!" I rub his head and then slap him hard in the back of it. I see no seats to take but there is a comfortable looking beanbag chair in the corner. I go sit down.

I can't see the teacher very well but she is talking to me, "I don't want you here. You are a mouthy kid and mouthy kids make me mad."
I let out a loud giggle at that, "Well, too bad. I am number 13 and you have to have 13 in your class. Besides, you'd have to deal with me eventually. You might as well get it over with now."
The teacher seems to accept this but clearly doesn't like it by the way she is mumbling under her breath. I realize I am not sitting idle and I think of my body in bed. I suddenly wake up.

#237 - DILD/DEILD/OBE - 3:48AM

The first thing I can remember is laying in bed next to my wife. I look over to my right and see my mom lying on a smaller bed. She tells me, "I was laying here and I thought my body had not moved but it felt different. A cop came and said this was a dream and that I was having a lucid dream within a lucid dream."
I feel excited that my mom finally experienced a lucid dream. I say, "Oh wow that so cool!" I hope my wife heard about this and will have a lucid dream too. Then it all dawns on me. I think I am the one dreaming. I do a nose plug and blow cleanly through.

At that instant, I am on my back in the dark. I feel the vibes and transition out of my body. It is dark but I can barely see where I am going. I strain and there is a breif flash lighting up the room then dark again. I head to the front door while rubbing my hands and concentrating on seeing. Just before I reach the door. I feel a force sucking me back to my body. I try to grab onto something and fight against it but it is of no use. I slam hard back in bed. I realize that I was never on my back but am on my left side.

I feel vibes again and am encouraged to try DEILD. Suddenly, I am gripped with fear and feel that there is a presence behind me. I can feel something like large cat claws lightly digging into my back. I roll over and blindly point at whatever it was and say, "Go away in the name of Jesus." Then, "Jesus help me." Immediately the fear lifts and the presences goes away. I am lying on my back and I begin to float upward. There is a slight sensation as I feel myself moving through the ceiling and rafters in the attic. Then I see a bright light as if through closed eyes. A feeling of total joy and peace envelopes me. I begin to hear music. A sitar plays something beautiful while a choir of angels sing a wordless tune. I relax and let the feeling wash over me as I enjoy the music.

After a few moments I ask, "Show me a past life." At that, I float back down to the bed. I get up and head outside still in the dark but this time unhindered. The front door looks different this time. It has a window in the middle of it with blinds. There is a small window above the door and I realize I must be floating along the ceiling since I am eye level with it. I try to phase through the glass but get caught up in the blinds. Rather than make a big deal about it I just open the door and step out. My body is light and I can't help but fly. I float up the roof and push off making swimming motions. Once above about the trees, I look at the ground in front of me. Its still really dark but I can see that there are no other houses next to me but I see some colorful lights along the horizon. Against it I see the silhouette of a city on a shoreline. I still feel that the dream can show me a past life and begin chanting, "Show me a past life." I make more swimming motions toward the city. For I moment I it looks like I am looking at a nebula and stars around it. I look down and see more stars. I think this is not right, and focus harder on getting to the city. I am quickly sucked towards it.

I hear a swooshing sound and find myself coming in hot to a parking lot. When I plant my feet down I realize I am barefoot and though there is no pain I feel my feet skidding on asphalt and gravel. I think that I may had gotten road rash but try to ignore it. The feeling of this gets me thinking about the surgery task and I totally forget about seeing a past life. I look around in a parking lot and see several people walking next to some parked car that look like something from the 40's or 50's. There is a man getting out of something like a Studebaker. I stop and for some reason show him my left forearm and ask, "Have you ever had surgery.... On yourself?"
He looks at me and roboticaly says, "No I have not had any type of surgical procedures." I suddenly wake up.

I have been focusing on MILD

Fragments. Once I woke up thinking I had been lucid but had no recall. The second time I hear someone that I thought of as Wurlman say the words, "lucid dreaming" I woke with start. I can't remember any other details.


#1 There was a party with a bunch of teens. Something about it ending but the guys wanted to go longer. We though of ways to keep it going but someone drank the last beer. They said "Last of the alcohol" and threw the bottle in the fireplace.

I saw my wife who wasn't my wife just a girl I liked. I wanted to makes sue she didn't go home with some jerk so I offered to give her a ride.

#2 I am on some train ride roller coaster thing in some tunnels. I remember the old dream from a few days ago and am confused why we went a different route. The train soon dissolves and I am walking in some strange maze like building. I think of mini golf. There's something about a window unit.

I find myself standing outside the window unit. I make an adjustment and turn around. There are two guy that look really thugish. They also look like my wife's sisters husband but they have long hair and red bandannas. They look Mexican but also may like Native Americans. I think they must be his brothers. They have the same eyes. There's a third guy and we all talk about something.

# 3 I am playing some game at work with a bunch of people sitting at a table. My wife is one of them. I roll dice and take as many steps. I continue until I get to the smoker shack that now looks like a brick building from downtown with several stories. I go back to the table and realize I left my son in the building. I worry how long it has been. I run back thinking about how many times I must have rolled dice to get there. I worry that I skipped everyones turn. I find my son in some room buried in cloth. I feel him and pull him out and cuddle him. My wife is with me and I feel really bad. Some young woman drives up in car (I guess I am outside now?) and tries telling me something but Ignore her. I look at my son and he is a newborn again. The woman coos at him.

I got back to sleep really annoyed because my son interrupted a WILD.

I have and FA and am pissed because I didnt get lucid. I feel like I am somehow still in REM and can see that I am having strange colorful blogs in my peripheral vision. I think is hallucinations and confirm that its just REM. I decide I just need to take some choline and Ill have the boost I need.

I got to the kitchen and look for my box that I keep all my supplements in. To my shock and horror I find thats its missing. All that I can think about is how much I spent on supplements this year and now its just all gone. I am so pissed. I see that its getting light out side and the clock is only a little past 4am. I think that if I can just find it and get back to bed Ill have time to dream before the alarm.

I search everyplace I can think of in the house. I find several boxes that looks like my supplement box but they are either empty or full of random junk. I even wake my wife and get her to look. At some point I see the mailman through the window and find this odd. I slow down and start to think. As the dream begins to fade I become lucid.

I wait to DEILD and the vibrations begin right away. I reach my feet out like tentacles reaching out. I find the floor and stand. For some reason I feel an uncontrollable urge to spin. As I do the dream destabilizes and Im in the void again. I try to feel the floor again and there is some mild feeling. Again, I spin beyond my control but this time I dont fight it. I see a blur of light and color and strain to see something form. There is a slight tilting sensation.

I dont remember what happened here but I think I lost lucidity for a moment. I am in my house then front yard. something about my parents being there.

Fully lucid now I am standing in the yard looking at the empty rock house on the corner. I appreciate the full broad daylight for a moment then decide to break in and see what I find. I rush to the side of the house and there are what look like wooden barn door. I do a flying kick and bust the doors open.

I pause remembering my tasks. I quickly draw a stick figure standing in a doorway with my finger. I step back to make sure it looks right. I faintly see it drawn in black graphite. Looks fine to me.

I step in the doorway but notice how dark it is. I summon a flash light from my back and click it on. There is no beam but the house is dimly lit now. It looks like and empty dirty old barn with dirt floors. I decide not to go the rest of the way in.

I walk back to my yard and remember the diamond task. I look around and see a large lump of coal about the size of a baseball by the curb. I pick it up and press my hands over it. I imagine heat and pressures focusing my energy into it. I walk around to keep the dream flowing so I dont wake up. I notice the dodge leaving in my peripherals. It pauses. I realize my wife is leaving with my patents and they are waiting for me. Let it go. The car moves on. Now I feel the coal collapse a little and dust tumbles out.

I open my hands expecting a diamond. Black dust falls out along with a small diamond. I hurry and pick it up afraid to lose it. It looks like a diamond but shaped like a mushroom with a stem. I notice the front door is open and my living room has white tiles. I throw the diamond at the glass storm door intending to break it but the dream dissolves and I decide its time to DJ.

WBTB Mugwort
MILD

I got to sleep in the recliner and dream about my cats running around and jumping. Sputnik keeps jumping on top of the ledge about the front door, hanging there for a bit and then jumping down to the floor with a thud. I watch for a bit from the recliner and then I remember.

I instantly get vibrations and see a bright white light then dark. The vibrations are week and intermittent. I wait unsure if I am in the dream or not. Then I remember I was already dreaming before. I get up and go outside. I sort of half open the door and half phase through. The door was forgotten.

If feel a brief cold and then a smell like rain. I find that odd for a dream. I can see fine and the world seems solid but I feel like I need to stabilize. I think about liking the sidewalk again. This time I but my hands in some dirt and feel it. It looks more like potting soil. This is were things get ultra real.

I hear some rock music with heavy drums. I look around and the neighborhood looks convincingly real. I seriously wonder if I was sleep walking/dreaming like I used to do as a child. I become really worried and self-conscious. I look across the street toward the direction of the music. It seems like it is the house directly across from me. I try to see who is over there but my vision gets blurry. Then the dream sort of folds in on itself and my awareness shifts to my physical body. I think about DEILD but it doesn't come right away so I think I better enter into my DJ.

WBTB 3:30AM
Strong Mugwort Tea
4:00AM

MILD

I am working for my old boss. We wants us to stay late. F is telling me about it. I tell F, "Well eff him. I am not staying any later." I turn around and see my boss. Busted. He looks at me and says something about how he just wanted every one to go to the amusement park and pick up a form so that the company can let us have the day off at the park tomorrow. "Whatever, I don't care about that. I don't even want to go. It's 3:30 and I am going home."

I still feel a little pissed and find F. I ask him if he is going to the park. He says yes. I decide maybe I will go. I don't understand why I have to get a form but a free day off work sounds really good.

I arrive at some place in the country. There is a black leather fainting couch with wagon wheels on it. I lye down and it takes me on a dirt path on it own volition. I slow travel through a peaceful country setting and I feel contented to take it all in.

Soon I arrive at a booth. I ask the lady for a form and she promptly hands me one. I ask her how I leave and she points to another wheeled fainting couch. I lay down and it takes me back. It travels very quickly this time and I feel myself surge forward.

I phone rings. I look and the words are distorted but I see my wife's picture. I can't remember what we talk about. But I realize that during the conversation I was transported to where she is. I feel like I am in a lying potion but I seem to be standing. She is on a small a bed with our son and a gray cat. I recognize it as the stray we temporarily took in last year. I point and yell, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT CAT?!"

She calmly replies, "We found him and you said we can keep him."

Finally I realize this is a dream. I feel half awake now. I feel myself in my bed but still totally immersed in the dream. I ask my wife, "This is a dream isn't it?"

"Of course it is, babe."

I feel like I am waking up so I relax for DEILD. I get vibrations and I hastily get out of bed. I am standing in my room blind. I am trying to take it slow and be patient but I am frustrated. I remember something I read about surging forward in the void until a dream forms. I do just that.

I feel myself phase through the bedroom door and an exterior wall. I wasn't even considering that. I feel the G forces and the speed of my body as I go into warp speed. I can see a bright light from behind closed eye lids. I try to see a scene form but I feel myself destabilize.I get brief vibrations and then I wake up. Maybe that was the wrong time for this. I try to DEILD but the urge to enter this in my DJ was too great.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a bunch of violent dreams last night. No lucid which was kind of disappointing considering I did a proper WBTB.

00.30: Sleep

07.00: WBTB 20 minutes

09.00: Fragments
*I'm riding my snowboard with my brother Morgan. We arrive at some wooden ramps and halfpipes. We stay there for a while for some reason.

*I'm walking down a street with my friend G. I remember a bank robbery happening up ahead just a few weeks ago and I tell him about it. "They had machine guns and everything, was awesome."

*I'm holding some man's arms from behind. My friend Eric stabs him in the heart with a knife. He misses and does it again, only in the right place this time. I think it's all a game of some sorts.

09.00: Dark mansion fight
I'm standing infront of a wall covered in weapons. There's all kinds of weapons and they look really cool glistening in the light. I decide to try one out but I get the wrong one, an M16. I get the feel that this is a game aswell, a little one on one survival.



We're inside of a huge mansion, which is so poorly lit up that I can barely make out my own hand if I hold it up. I'm also the girl in the "Alien" movie. My opponent (also a girl) gets to be the chased one and runs up ahead to do whatever. I wait for a while before heading out after her. This is some really scary shit, she can be anywhere and I can hear my own breathing in the weird mask I'm wearing. I try to light some areas up but my flashlight sucks.

I walk up a flight of stairs and stop, there's a large, can sized spring a few steps up. I spot several more and figure it has to be traps. I move them to the side with telekinesis and head up. Some other weird external hard drives appears and a voice tells me: "I don't know why they don't work if the switch is on 2." I see a switch and switch it with telekinesis to 2 instead of 1. The traps lights go out and I head on. I walk around a bit upstairs.

I get bored, and I keep looking over my shoulder. She's around, I can feel it. I jump over the railing and land hard on the floor ten feet below. I see a shadow moving and point my gun at it, nothing there. I hate this stupid flashlight! I walk around a bit more before I can't take it anymore. I head back to where we started and tell the guy there he's up.

I want to switch my weapon for something better. I watch as a guy takes a shotgun and empties it, and fills it up with suringes instead. "This will put her to sleep instead of killing her" he tells me. He hands me the gun and the other guy and I head out again. I spot some weird device on the floor, it's like an oval glass bubble with some "The Matrix" squid-like creature in it. I put my boot on it and it struggles to get free with its black tentacles. I shoot it several times and watch it stop struggling.

I pick it up, it's still awake and hold it firmly. I can see three small wheels on it which can be turned. "Strength, Speed, Spirit" it says. I spin the strength wheel and watch the creature grow and become much stronger. I spin it the other way and watch it shrink. Better put all stats on Spirit, it doesn't do much anyways.

I show the creature to a scientist who appears out of thin air. "Can you do two things for me?" I ask him. "First, try to extract the substance from this, it's bound to have some powers. Second, I want you to try to see if there's a way to befriend it." The creature starts to struggle alot, and to move it apparently moves some wheels underneath, which is now shredding my skin slowly but surely.

I hold it in a different way. "Oh look! It's so fine that you can barely feel it hurting you" he tells me as I watch two spots on my hand begin to bleed. He's right though, I can barely feel it. "This is going to leave a scar though" I tell him. "Yes, yes it will" he replies. I start thinking about the potential use this alien has. It's just a small drone or some low ranked creature. I don't want to make that into a queen, I want a bigger one.

12.00: Spy for the Americans in Nazi Germany
I'm inside a big warehouse. It's in the 1940's and I'm a spy for the Americans, in the middle of Nazi Germany. I can hear soldiers joking up ahead and I decide to check it out. There's a doorway leading into a rectangular room. To the left are showers with alot of people in them, to the right I can see lockers and clothes, aswell as a rifle standing against the wall. I grab it and run. I head outside and can hear a truck somewhere. It's night out, and I spot lights through a forest.

A yellow dumper truck appears and I aim with the sniper I just stole. I try to shoot the driver in the head but my aim is off, I totally forget about the delay bullets have and the bullet hits a tree instead with a loud "smack". There was almost no recoil at all, what a puny rifle. All of a sudden I hear shouts and look inside the warehouse again.



The soldiers have noticed me and are trying to hide behind the wall in the locker room. I shoot several times and have to pull the lever each time. Whenever I hit someone a small text appears, showing me where I hit them. One guy gets hit in the leg, another in the chest.



My last shot takes down another one and I figure it's time to leave. I run alongside the warehouse in the snow when a lone soldier appears. It's an officer and he points his pistol at me. It's the same model they used in the WW2 and a memory pops up into my head.

"That gun is the easiest of them all to disarm." I run behind a few stairs and hide behind snow to get out of his line of sight. He yells something in German. When he appears he's close enough for me to grab him and I do. I disarm him quickly and take him to the ground. "Please don't" he says and I try to shoot him in the head. Nothing. I cock the gun and try again "click". Stupid gun! I hit him in the head with it until he stops moving.

I grab his coat and hat and put them on. As I'm buttening it up a kid appears and tries to scream. I grab his mouth. "Shhhhh, or I'll hurt you, understand?" I ask him. He nods at me and I let him go. "You will help me, ok?" I say. He nods again. I can hear laughter up ahead and realise the metallic stairs I was dodging around leads up to a few barracks. I grab the kid by the shoulder and lead him up the stairs.

We reach the main door and head into a small room with shoes everywhere in it. A sink and a few coats on the wall. "How many soldiers in there?" I ask him. He says five in german. I ask again and he tells me it's around ten. That's way too many to kill by myself. "Lure one of them here" I tell the boy and he opens the second door just a bit. He calls a soldier in English for some reason and tells him he has some delicious food for him.

The soldier opens the door fully and I stand straight. "INSPEKTION!" I yell in his face, trying to look as stern as possible. After all, I'm a German officer! I realise the soldier opening is my uncle and he looks me straight in the eyes for a few seconds. "Inspektion soldier!" I tell him and march past him. I have to come up with a reason for my bad German (non existent more like it) and I decide to play drunk. I sway as I stand there, watching the ten or so soldiers. They're all watching me silently. I look inside the kitchen and fake taking mental notes.

I stumble into another room. "Yeah he's definitely drunk" one of the soldiers tell another. "Du bist eine schrashen" I say and realise I shouldn't talk much because I'll be busted for sure. I have no clue what I just said but I play even more drunk. In the living room I find a bunch of TV's and radio equipment. I watch the monitor and there are red and orange dots running all over it. One side is definitely losing. "Germans?" I ask my uncle and point at the losing side. "Jah" he says. "Sheisse!" I say angrily and head back to the hallway.

"Guten tag!" I say and quickly head out the door. I button my coat as I walk down the metallic stairs into the cold, still swaying incase anyone would take a look outside. My cellphone rings but I pick it up too late. "Felix" it says and I try to call him again, but there's no signal. I run over the frozen ground and arrive at a fence. Instead of barbed wire there's just plain wire. I jump up on it and try to fall over to the other side. Ofcourse it's electric and I get burnt pretty badly on my thighs.

I fall down and sit down in the snow, my legs stinging painfully. There's a road up ahead with a big truck on it. The entire sky is lit up from behind a forest on the other side of the road and I figure it's American soldiers. I start taking off my Nazi clothes when all of a sudden the truck starts transforming. It changes appearance to a red V2 rocket launcher. I put my clothes back on as I watch it change colour to red and golden stickers appear which says 007 and somethign else. The truck takes off.

12.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: Mugwort Tea at WBTB

That's it! First time trying mugwort and I have no idea if it was because of the tea that I had such long dreams, or because of a bit of REM rebound. I also slept a very long time, sweet.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!