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11-15-06

Lucid Dream

I actually don't even remember how this dream started because it was sandwiched in between two non-lucids.

It started like I was watching a movie. There were all these flying robots that were flying over LA to do something. I was seeing them as if I was flying through the air with them.

For some reason I became lucid (probably the flying). I was sitting in this small flying car that was a bit like a kayak because I was out on top holding on to the sides using that to steer.

I spent pretty much the whole dream just flying around in this little car enjoying the ride. At one point I thought, "Now what were next month's tasks?" Then I remembered it was not next month, and I shouldn't worry about trying those just yet.

I tried to focus on details as I was flying. I could feel the wind through my hair and hear the wind in my ears. Very very real. My mind did a great job of making the wind stronger and louder as I turned and swooped.

Then I saw Disneyland in the distance. I wanted to fly there. I headed toward it. Right as I was getting close to the Matterhorn, I could feel myself start to wake up.

Now this is what I found most interesting in this dream. I felt myself wake up. I was even seeing what I thought was my real life (FA) but I was able to pull myself back to the dream, and focus back on the feeling of the wind and of Disneyland in front of me.

This happened several times


until I finally got to the point where I thought I was fully awake and not able to go back to the dream. Unfortunately it was another False Awakening. But I was so intent at this point to run to the computer to write it down. I was surprised to find that my computer had been taken down (but not so surprised as to become lucid again.) and for the next few minutes of dream I was just trying to find a way to write the LD down. Because that happened, I don't feel I have the details on this LD as well as some of my other lucid dreams from the past.

In fact, I remember thinking that in the dream I was hearing music playing. But I couldn't tell you now what it was But maybe it will come to me.

BUt anyway--another Lucid Dream!!


Edit:

I need to write up the conditions leading up to this LD. This was a sleep in morning. I had awaken at my normal time of 6:00. I knew I didn't have to get up yet. I got up and went to the bathroom and got a drink...and on a whim took half of a B-6 vitamin (50 mg). I was kind of cold. I crawled back into my bed and got under my wonderful micro-fleece blanket and my also wonderful big down comforter. It was so wonderfully cozy that I was able to drift back into dreamland.

11-9-06

Yes! I just awoke from yet another LD. I hope this means that they are back to stay.

Lucid Dream

I remember driving with my mom. We came to this train crossing. I had this feeling a train was near, but the arms were up. I looked right and saw that a train had just passed. After we crossed I looked left and saw that another train was coming. The arms weren't going down, and there were no flashing lights. I was afraid the cars behind me were going to get hit. But then we were too far ahead to see.

We came to this big and very busy intersection. Next thing I remember my mom and I were out of the car. She told me she hated to drive through that intersection.

Next I remember we were on top of this fairly high concrete roof on a building by that same intersection. I was at the edge...I was falling off. As I went over I told my mom that I would be ok. I wasn't lucid yet...but I was getting close.

Then my mom and I were both on the ground level again now. I was thinking that what just happened was weird. I looked at my mom again. She was wearing an Old Navy flag shirt that was pretty low cut. It was so not my mom that --just like the tank top in the other recent LD--it triggered lucidity.

I said, "Mom, cool, you are in my LD! This means you can come flying with me--won't that be great?"

Then I said, "But first we need to feel the texture of this brick planter next to us." I reached out and felt the bricks. They were fairly smooth, with flecks of rough spots. [It was exactly like a type of brick that I know from real life--the texure was perfect.]

I then said, "We need to look at our hands". They looked almost normal exept for a small finger growing out between my third and fourth finger. I remembered what Ranma said about trying to keep it from changing--to keep it stable. I told myself to make my hand right. It went to completely normal. But when I stopped concentrating, the little finger came back. I did this a few times and never was able to keep that 6th finger from appearing again. I'll have to keep working on that one.

Then I told my mom, "Now we can fly." I took off and heard my mom flying behind me. I went out into the street area. There were these decorations strung out between the street lamps in the center of the road. They were at first like white sheets, then turned into those fake spider webs you buy for Halloween.

As I was flying under these, I noticed that the music from Peter Pan was playing again "You can fly, you can fly, you can fly....". I thought, "Wow...just like in my first LD....I like it." Once I started listening, it played louder...and I hummed along.


But then I was having trouble getting past all the spider webs. They were all over now and I couldn't fly any higher because of them.

Suddenly I was in a mall. I decided to land.

Things get fuzzy here. I had some sort of plan/goal. But I don't remember what it was. Then I saw a guy I knew from high school (D Lopez). [We had been in a lot of classes, and he was friends with another of my friends, but I always was under the impression that he didn't like me too much. So I'm not sure why he was the one to show up here.]

I landed next to him and said, "Ha!...You're in my LD."

He looked at me and said, "You are not going to kiss me, are you?"

I laughed and said, "I think I will."

So I put my arms around his neck and started to kiss him. I suddenly realized that I didn't remember ever kissing anyone in my dreams before. It felt quite real and kind of good in spite of the fact that it was D.

Then the dream faded and I woke up.

And this all took place between alarms (5:50 and 6:00).....so the whole thing was less than 10 minutes. They always seem so much longer. But in spite of the length it was a very satisfying LD.

10-29-06

Lucid Dream!

First of all, I had awakened at about 2:00 thinking about the stress of my responsibilites. I had a really big day the coming day and I desperately needed my sleep--so I pretty much knew I would lay in bed the rest of the night not able to sleep. But somewhere close to 4:00, I went back to sleep and had this dream.

I was in what was supposed to be my mom's house. I was in my mom's room talking with her. She was sitting on the bed. I suddenly noticed that she looked very young. Also she was quite thin. It started sinking in that this was not right. My mom didn't look like this. Then --BLAM--"I must be dreaming!!"

At that very moment my alarm went off--at least what I thought was my alarm went off ("false alarm"...kind of like "false awakening"). The music I heard coming from what I thought was my radio alarm was the Christmas song "What Child is This" (My dreams have such an interesting variety of music.)

As soon as I heard the alarm, I thought, "This can't happen. I have to stay asleep." So I stared at my mom's shirt (a white tank top...yes, definitely a dream) and concentrated on staying in the dream. The moment of danger passed and things were stable again.

The first thing I did to check that I was really in a dream was to float. And yes, I could do it. I love that feeling when I realize that I am in a dream and then do the "float". It's just magical.

I decided I wanted this to be a really useful LD--not just a "flying around" LD. So the next thing I did was to stare at my hands. At first I had 6 fingers. But as I looked it would change. The number would increase. Then I noticed that one of my fingers split into two finger tips (similar to the first time I looked at my hand in an LD).

Then I even noticed that my hand was split--like when you look at a straw in a glass full of water--the refraction makes it not match up right. Well, that's what my hand was doing. And I also noticed that I was wearing my long sleeved brown shirt that I was wearing in the picture I posted holding the giant cockroach.

Then I decided to be even more thourogh. I lifted up my foot so I could see what my toes looked like in a lucid dream. I saw that I had a lot of toes, but I didn't take the time to count them all.

I then walked over to the balcony--I was on the second floor. I decided to see what would happen if I let myself fall off. Would I float? Would I hit the ground?

I had a funny feeling backing up to the edge even though I knew that I couldn't hurt myself in a dream. I got to the edge and gathered my courage and let myself fall backward. I felt a very real falling sensation. I kept going long past when I should have hit the ground. I looked around me. Everything was white. I was falling into this white void. It was very strange. But the falling sensation actually felt kind of good.

I'm not sure how it transitioned, but I was now flying around outside. I could see clouds. I noticed how completely fake they looked. They looked flat like a painting. I was quiute disappointed because I remembered being on the plane and how I had looked forward to seeing very realistic clouds in future LDs

I then remembered that I wanted to fly underwater. I needed to create the ocean. As I flew I told myself that I would come to an ocean. Ands sure enough, I came to a bay (close enough) and dove down into the water. The water was cool, but not too cold. I couldn't see well under the water so I didn't stay down there very long or go very deep.

Somewhere around this point I woke up. I really wanted to get out of bed and write it down while it was still fresh in my mind. But the sensible part won. It knew I would never go back to sleep and that tomorrow would be an exhausting day. So I went back to sleep. Somewhere in my next dream I wrote the LD down. Wonder if that helped me remember it.

I do remember quite a bit. I just wonder what I have forgotten. I hope this means my dry spell is broken and that I will have many more LDs to remember and share. And I haven't even gotten the vitamins yet...

10-9-06

Lucid Dream!!

It's about time!

I had thought I had missed out on having a good dream last night. I had awakened at 3:30. The only dream I had had to that point that I remembered was one about a guy I knew in high school (G R). And I was seeing him while visiting. (I think I am anticipating this coming weekend in CA.)

So I laid in bed for the next few hours trying to get back to sleep so I would have not only a good night's sleep but something far more interesting to put down in my dream journal.

Well, I got my wish. My alarm had actually gone off. I had pushed snooze...

I was talking to Jeff about a car accident--supposedly about one he/I/we (?) had. At this moment he was in the car, and I was standing on the sidewalk about two blocks from home. It was night or very early morning...fairly dark. I was about to ask him to give me a ride home, but he took off.

I decided to run home. I was running very fast. But as I look back on it I didn't have very good control. There was this building I was going to have to pass. I wanted to veer away from it a little so didn't come blindly around one of its corners (you know, in case someone was standing there waiting to mug me). But I ended up almost running into that corner. Luckily no one was waiting there to mug me.

I got to where I thought my street should be, but I realized I had gone a block too far. I turned around to go back. I still couldn't find my street. Suddenly I had that feeling I had in a dream a couple of months ago where I was also trying to find my house/apartment, but couldn't find it.

I questioned this feeling. Could I possibly be dreaming??

I was still on the move. But I was riding my bike now. I was heading to a place in the road where there was a very steep hill that came back up to another hill. I decided that this would be a good place to give dream control a try. I decided that when the hill dipped down I would remain going (flying) straight across.

I remember thinking that I was pretty sure I was in a dream, but that things seemed so real. This was going to be quite the test.

The road started to slope down. I concentrated on not going down. Yes.....I was doing it!. I was definitely in a dream. I flew across toward the other hill. I remember music playing. It might have been Africa by Toto.... LOL. I remember thinking that there was something significant about that choice in music...something that Tito would have appreciated [in retrospect, I have no idea what I was thinking]. I do remember thinking that I rather enjoyed music in my LDs, and that I would make an effort to always create it.

Suddenly I was in a store. I don't know how that transition came about.

I walked passed an aisle and caught a glimpse of Carl. I almost walked past because I seemed to be in a hurry to get someplace, then thought that would be terriblely rude not to stop and say "Hi". So I went back. He had seen me. We said "Hi" and hugged. Suddenly I realized that he was very very tall. I looked up at him again and realized that he wasn't Carl anymore, but Daniel.

I thought, "Hey, this is cool. Who else can I make this person be?" I gave him another hug and concentrated on him turning into someone else. I think it was working, but my alarm went off.

All this had happened in the ten minutes between alarms.

Alright!

I'm so glad this happened. I was starting to wonder what my problem was....why I couldn't LD anymore. But I have really been trying hard to think about it lately and I guess it paid off!!

08/24/2011
Dream (Fragment) One
All I remember is meeting the 'Chocolate Rain' dude, Tay Zonday, at a water park like Water Mania. We turned out to be pretty chill, and after the park we went back to produce a track at my place.


Dream Two
"Fencing Failure"

I was at an airshow, with some other guy and a girl. At first, we were all outside, in a field. There were a lot of children running around, and most of us were sitting on picnic blankets and pallets in the grass. One plane, in particular, was hovering nearby, firing an endless stream of machine gun fire. It looked like an older plane, but had 'jump-jet' technology, like the modern day Harriers. Some kid was sitting on a blanket in front of me was eating an ice cream cone. When he got finished with it, he chucked it away carelessly, causing some of it to land on my blanket. Annoyed by this, I flicked the cone - which still had ice cream in it - back over to him. It stopped just before him, but didn't touch him. The pre-teen escalated things by standing up, picking up the remaining scoop of ice cream and chucking it at me. Now rather pissed, I got up, grabbed a big glob of the ice cream and walked over to the kid, taking my hand and smashing the ice cream all into his face.

The kid was furious. Lol. He grabbed a fake (but sturdy) sword, from somewhere, and started attacking me with it, relentlessly. Still agitated, but finding this slightly humorous, I borrowed a fake sword from another kid, and I started deflecting this brat's attacks while he swung at me with all he had. Some of my friends were encouraging me not to egg him on, because they figured I would get in trouble for being in an altercation like this with a child. I replied that I was just playing with him, and had no plans to actually hurt him. The kid didn't feel the same way, though. Frustrated the he couldn't lay a finger on me, the boy ran to get his dad. By this time, the scenery had change, and a handful of us were now inside a classroom. The caucasian boy's dad - and unexpectedly Asian man - stepped forward. He was brandishing a very real rapier sword, and stared at me intently. Issuing me a (rather formal) challenge, he went into some bloated speech about how I'd made a huge mistake in 'dishonoring his family,' and said that he was some world-rknowned fencing extraordinaire. Possibly trying to prove this, he broke into a comical series of swipes and lunges at the air, with the sword, his complete lack of grace or technique showing that he wasn't quite the bad ass he said he was. Before this, I was about to decline his challenge (because, really, who wants to sword fight over something so juvenille?)[, but when he started trying to show off - and looking as silly as he did - I couldn't resist.

Apparently on my side, a couple of little kids walked over to me, handing me a couple of spare swords to put down in the back of my shirt...just in case. Lol. Anyone still in the room stepped back some, to give us space. Completely amused by the whole situation, I held my toy sword in a downward position, squaring off against the short, portly man. As I got ready, I noticed that my feet didn't feel planted firmly to the ground. Instead, they began to feel light and levitational, like they often do in dreams. This began to make me question the events of the dream, but the man attacked before I could reach full lucidity. Parrying his attacks came as absolutely no challenge, though. He was just kind of flailing the weapon about, with absolutely no form or experience, and I was able to knock away his attempts effortlessly, while still trying to keep my footsteps firmly on the floor.

After one more of his lunges, I launched a foot out and kicked his legs out from under him, bringing him to his knees. I'd had about enough, as it is, and reached down, grabbing his weapon and ripping it out of his hand. Immediately, I walked out of the classroom, leaving him there. Moving through the tight hallways, afterward, I finally became lucid. I had originally planned to locate the Dream World Academy, but I was actually kind of impressed by how cool this rapier was. I was also beginning to feel a little claustrophobic in this hallway, and began to suspect that the man I had just humiliated would come crashing through one of these walls, to retaliate. A little uncomfortable - and without any other immediate plan that I could remember - I decided to have a little fun and try an experiment. I attempted to wake myself up and bring the rapier into the waking world with me.

Gripping the sword tightly, I pulled my eyes open to wake up, focusing on the feeling of the sleek steel of the weapon. As if it had instantly turned to sand, I could feel the metallic rod disintegrate in my hand - a strange sensation, that I haven't felt in a while.

Then awake, I wiggled my fingers and looked at my hands to find...well...nothing, of course.

7 Sep 2011

I repeatedly attempted DEILD tonight but found that I kept waking up in uncomfortable positions and had to move before I could get to sleep. I think that perhaps I was a little impatient. Anyway, the last dream which I can remember was this. I was walking East along the North side of Sydney Harbour, West of the Sydney Harbour Bridge only for most of the walk it was a narrow river, not the large harbour which I know it to be. The population density was also much lower than it should have been. It was more like Kirribilli (East of the Bridge) than McMahon's Point (West of the Bridge). The entire geography was in fact screwed up. The Botanical Gardens were also on the North side of the Bridge, right at the mouth of the Harbour Tunnel. Their actual location is the South side, above the Domain, right near the other end of the Tunnel. Anyway, I was walking East to the botanic gardens which bore a striking similarity to Kirribilli House and also a whole lot of similar locations in previous dreams. I was with my father and he was telling me a bit of history. Since it was only a small river, there were a number of bridges along the length of our walk. We repeatedly crossed the river all the way so that there would be more variety in the scenery but both sides were very similar. Anyway, he was telling me that there was a time not so long ago that none of the bridges existed, not even the Harbour Bridge, and that the only way to cross in an emergency was to run all the way to the Tunnel and cross through it. Suddenly my brother was there and he made us usual comments in relation to anything historical; he said that this was stupid and no body could have or should have had to live like that. He then went on to ask what music was played in the tunnel. His first though was "Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer but dad said that it was "Don't Stop Me Now" by Queen. Both of these were incredibly lame puns at the time though I can not make sense of them now. The other thing was that the tunnel was being completely rebuilt. The had finished most of this but still had to paint it.

8-18-11

D2 or D3, not sure.

I don't remember how this one started. I think I had been at some sort of camp. Or maybe a park.
In either case, a bunch of guys from my high school and I were at this giant, metal playplace. Giant as in 80 feet tall and 30 feet on a side, if not more. All of us had instruments except me, who sang as everyone else played a Petra song. (It was either "Sight Unseen", "Hey World", or "Dead Re coning". I'm pretty sure it was "Dead Reckoning".
I remember clearly a certain instrument that my friend Sabin was carrying. He had a bass guitar with two necks, but they came out of the body of the guitar at a 90-degree angle from each other. The second-to-lowest string post (or whatever you call where the string holds on to the body) had two strings coming out, one for each neck, and the rest of the strings had their own grounding to the body for each neck.
I remember that we had previously done a different Petra song on a different giant metal playplace of sorts, but I have no distinct recollection of that. Before THAT, we had been at some sort of camp house nearby.

A really cool thing I remember doing in my dream happened when we were all at the top of the structure. I wanted to beat the rest of the 'band' back down to ground level, so I test-jumped off the top level (again, where we were), landed, looked back, rewinded the dream so that I was back on top with the 'band', and told the other guys that I would beat them if we raced back down. Then I jumped again.

Somehow, they almost beat me back down anyways, and I'm pretty sure Chris had a tuba. Or a Sousaphone. And Jordan had a drumset. (I have no clue how.)

I might add that, while I do sing like nobody's business, Sabin doesn't play bass, Jordan doesn't play drums, and Chris most certainly does NOT play tuba.

I don't even remember when the dream ended.

5 Aug 2011

Very vague on details, the dream spanned two days representing the day prior to that night and the one following it. The first day was a Thursday and I was at band rehearsal when some non specific year seven kid - who's instrument I don't recall - talked to me and I noticed that he was wearing one of my Canterbury Polo Shirts (the one with the wide, horizontal, red and blue stripes). I pointed out that I had the same shirt and the conversation blurred out of my memory. Why was he wearing a Polo on a uniform day? The next day at school, at recess I noticed that many others were wearing Canterbury clothing including specifically (but not limited to): J.T., E.J., C.D., myself and two other individuals who's identities I can not recall. They were all different designs however, I was wearing my red and blue polo, I think C.D. was wearing a Canterbury Sport Jacket and E.J. was wearing a Rugby Jersey. The others I don't recall. I nearly wore the same shirt this morning until I remembered the dream. The relationship to these specific days because the band rehearsal was in KM1 as it was yesterday and we had an out of uniform day (jeans for genes) on the Friday as we have today.

I am at a festival with friends, my so called friend John is with me.
I ask to lend his speaker, he lets me.
Later on I ask to lend his speaker again, he starts attacking me.

Just a fragment - I was listening to a new hardcore song by Slippery Disco. I don't remember what it was called. I don't really know anything about them; the only song I know is this one, though I do like it, and apparently they only have one other one.

Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in the parking lot of the office complex where I work. I suddenly think: I distinctly remember going to Toastmasters yesterday morning, then to work, but I haven't had any time off work since then. [I go to Toastmasters on Friday mornings, and I have the weekends off.] How did I get here? I'm here out of sequence, and I don't remember coming here. Oh, s*** – I must be dreaming. I pinch my nose and can breathe. Yep, I'm dreaming.

I decide to climb the outdoor stairs to the back door of my office. It only takes me four strides to get to the top of a staircase that I know has 14 or 15 steps. [Again, this was an example of that dream phenomenon where you focus on arriving at your intended destination and quickly arrive there, having “fast-forwarded” through the act of getting there.] I figure that the door is probably locked because it's not business hours, so there shouldn't be anyone inside. I attempt to use my dream ability to become intangible and walk through things to get into the office, but it doesn't work. The door remains solid to me. However, I quickly discover that the door is, in fact, unlocked, and just open it. [Apparently, my brain likes to do things in the simplest way possible.]

The office looks exactly like it does in reality, except that there is a large, round, pink toy Jigglypuff sitting on the reception desk. This makes me laugh. [In real life, that desk is decorated only with pictures of the occupant's kids, who are now young adults, and some artificial plants. The occupant would never even own such a thing, much less display it on her desk.] I think, That's a random thing for my brain to put there!

I wander into my boss's office. There is a small, clear plastic bag of broken crayon pieces on his desk, mostly blue, orange, and green. It makes sense for them to be there, because he has young children. I pick up a crayon piece and contemplate eating it, but I think that that wouldn't be very nice, because these crayons belong to the boss's kids. Then I think, The real $Boss is never going to know, and pick up a small piece and swallow it. As in my previous lucid, I can feel it, but the sensation is weaker than it would be in real life.

I go back out to the main room, where the reception desk is, and stand just to one side of it. I hear my boss's voice as he comes up the indoor stairway. Then my boss comes into the office through the front door, followed by his entire family. I'm naked [as I have been throughout this dream, but I haven't felt the embarrassment that I usually feel in my dreams that involve nudity]. At first I stay where I am, thinking, I don't mind if he sees me. It's just a dream, after all. But the force of the social taboo overwhelms me, despite my conscious effort to resist it, and I try to hide behind the reception desk. He doesn't appear to take any notice of me at all.

I run back out the back door, down the stairs, and into the parking lot. I see that it's nighttime. I say aloud, “Well, I can bloody well make it daytime!” I attempt to change the dream scene from night to day by closing my eyes, turning in a circle while thinking about what I want to have happen, and then opening them again. It doesn't work. It's still nighttime.

Then the dream shifts. It looks like the new scene is rising up from behind the foreground of the first scene, then replacing it. [That's the best I can describe it; I don't remember the transition really well.] I say, “Cool!”

I'm now indoors, in a portable classroom filled with school desks. I'm wearing regular clothes again, too. There are students and teachers here. One of the teachers starts singing “Amazing Grace,” and I sing along. We sing the entire first verse. I think, Cool. I've been wanting to sing an entire song in a dream. I know there' s more than just that one verse, but I feel like I've accomplished that goal.

The classroom starts to fly. It flies over a cityscape that I know is in China. We're heading out toward the ocean.

[There was another dream scene after this one, but I don't remember much about it. I know it was indoors, and I think it involved me and my mom searching for and trying to identify the perpetrator of a crime.]

Aeolar's Dream

I am with this kid named "Old Mike", with whom I have had really good connections with recently. We were watching football, outside for some reason, and Mike began to be surprised. He was recognizing certain people in the game, although he had no previous knowledge of them, and at one point he said that he could almost see himself throwing the ball in the game. I told him to try it, and he said he did it. I was impressed. I guess I just decided to go to sleep on the ground outside, and what felt like soon after, Mike woke me up and told me "30 seconds" which instantly I knew that we were leaving. Mike went inside, and I waited outside for a while. I went inside, wondering what was taking him, and Mike was standing in the staircase, staring at nothing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
"I had just tuned in to a talent show where a man was hypnotizing people. It was one of my top 10 shows." He replied.
We then went outside, and got into the car. Mike then turned into my Dad, and we pulled out of the driveway and turned right. Instantly we were on a highway, and Dad was commenting, saying that
"The I-8 lower is much less crowded, because almost everyone uses the I-8 higher." The higher was up in the air. We took a wide left turn, and I saw these huge concrete barriers in the road, dividing the lanes into sections for individual cars. I thought that they looked similar to the start of a pinball game, but Dad thought that they looked like the escalators in Modern Warfare 2. We got into the far right lane, barely, and the highway sloped down at about a 50 degree angle. We drove down it extremely fast, but when we got to the second part, there was a chain in the middle that we didn't see until it was too late. There was a sign on the chain that said "Do not Exit/Enter" and when we hit the chain, it seemed only to hit our bodies, and at the speed we were going, the chain was pulled backwards like a rubber band, and then turned the car a little, but we were safe. We both were happy that the car was OK, and we stopped at this large commerce area. We got out of the car, and start walking to this set of stairs. Dad is walking rather quickly and is ahead of me, and walks up the stairs.

Suddenly, I see 2 special ops soldiers run after him. I knew that they had thought that there was a security breach, and that terrorists were inside. I noticed a man to my left with a bone mic in his right ear, and his finger in his ear giving orders, and saw that he was of importance. As we were walking, I spoke up.
"We're not terrorists." I said,
To which the man replied, "What?"
I repeated myself. "We're not terrorists. It was just me and my Dad. We took a wrong turn."
The man does the :O face, and repeats what I just said into the mic. I see Dad turn a corner, and he tells me that we're leaving. We are going into town. I think to myself, "Whatever" and get into the car. When we get to town, we stop in an art gallery. I noticed that a painting called "The Great War" wasn't there. Dream fades.
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I am in a town similar to Nuketown in CoD, and there is another boy there. This boy had found the secret to either unlimited chicken or candy, maybe both. (LMAO! xD) Either way, I am trying to steal it from his backpack without him noticing. The boy is lying down, watching the middle of the street. I sneak around the right, and eventually make it into his bag. I see a birds eye view of him getting up and walking over to where I am, nonchalantly. I eat as much candy/chicken as possible, and cover up the stuff I pulled out of his bag. He sees me and his eyes brighten. He has blonde hair and looks like little Christian.
"Hey! What's up?"
I'm stunned, and before I could sputter something out, the boy turns around after grabbing his bag, and walks into a house that was behind him. I follow him, and inside I see Bri and Heidi. They are talking about something, I can't remember what. I do remember Bri saying,
"Heidi, will you please stfu?" I was surprised because she usually never says that. Then, we start talking about Piano and begin walking to the door. I turn around, and see an open doorway that is covered with large crystals that act as a "door", and a woman with long brown hair, standing there, tapping individual crystals with her hands, and the result are beautiful noises. For some reason I thought this was another form of piano, and I asked her,
"How do you know to play?"
"What I'm playing is easy. The actual song I'm playing off of has tempo and beats, but I just play the notes rapidly, and it sounds good enough." She replies.
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Fragment: I am in a huge grass field, with a giant hill in the background. I am talking to 3 other people, telepathically maybe. There was also a lighthouse.
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I am at school, and I am talking to Adriana. It's the first day of school, and I forgot my ID card. Adriana thinks that I'm gonna get a detention for that. I don't stress it. A teacher comes up, and asks how we're doing. I say that
"I'm doing fine, I was able to sleep in today. I was able to just roll over and pass out when I woke up the first time."
"What time do you usually get up?" She asks quizzically.
"Around 6:00 AM." I reply.
"Wow,"
"That's the island for ya."
She walks away, and this cute brown/black haired girl walks up to us. She's really attractive; her hair is cut medium-length, almost a bowl cut. She starts teasing me, poking me and stuff. I bear hug her, and try to take her down, but I end up taking myself down first. I land on the asphalt in this parking lot area, and she lands on top of me. Adrianna comments sarcastically,
"You know your masculine when you can't take a girl down."
I roll over and get up quickly, and she's still on the ground. I boast,
"Masculine? I'll show you masculine!"
I pick her up from her back and legs and hold her close to me. I let her down slowly onto the nearby curb, and we laugh and look into each others eyes. Wow, are we in love. I look to my right, and see Jose over on the sidewalk. I motion over to him, and he comes. We talk for a while, and he & I throw stuff at each other and mess around until the dream fades.
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I am on an island in Hawaii. I am on the coast, and I can see two other islands nearby. There are people with me, but that's not the point. As I am looking at these islands, I see typhoons form on the water, two of them, each moving toward different islands. The first one moves to the right, and makes destruction in the rainforests, ripping out plant and wildlife. The second one goes to the left, and when it hits land, I see huge trucks fly out into the Pacific, with boats attached to them. Then, I see all the power go out on the left island. I pray that the typhoons don't hit us too. Dream skip. I am at the beach, and I am awestruck by how deep the ocean is.
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I am a hostage, and I am in this cargo bay, which is on the water. I am trying to escape, but to no avail. There are Indian Pirates all over. I know that my family is also being kept hostage, and my aim is to rescue them.

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I was doing my boxing session in the music department of my school.

Dream
I was on a bus with my friends and loads of people from school. We were going to see a movie I had £75 and I was talking to my friend and he said some girl brought £12,000.

We got off and me and my friend hid so that our other friends would think we left them. We ran and hid behind a low wall. When my other mates came off the noticed us even thought we couldn't even see them.

Then the funny thing happend my friend who is fat tried to hide from us and he did a forward roll and failed. He just landed on his head it was hilarious, everybody was laughing. He tried again and his trousers fell down.

Side Notes
During one dream I became slightly lucid.

I was in a hallway in school with one of my teachers. I made her angry and she quipped she was going to hit me. I said "I like a girl who can beat me up" so I pulled up my shirt and she thrusted two fists into my stomach I could feel it and told her to do it again and again. After that I left with my mate and we went out, as usual I had my chewing gum and we walked past some people who were spittin barz (rapping) then we went around to look for our friends.

We couldn't find them, then I thought that we should try the back playground to see if they're playing football. As we walked to the back playground one of my classmates was spitting barz I can't remember what he said be he said something about "doing it". I turned around and said "It's true, he's not faking". He was going into music club or something.

We entered the back playground and there they were playing football my friend had just booted the ball down the pitch and another friend was in chase, the goalkeeper was about to pick up the ball when the chasing person slide tackled the keeper. I said out loud as I laughed "He just tackled his own player" when he kicked the ball it bounced and then came backwards, everyone was like "OOOOOOHHHHHH" I was thinking "He didn't do it on purpose."

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I’m in a building that is something like a conference center. There is a conference/camp event going on here for students in the $Program program. [Name has been hidden to prevent members of the program from finding this journal.] Most of the people attending the conference are teenagers and young adults. I go from the hallway through a door into one of the conference rooms, where there is a check-in and registration table set up. It’s covered with the papers that belong to that schema: lists of registered attendees, conference schedules and other materials for the conference, and calendars of upcoming events. I check in, then take a look at the calendar and see that there’s an overnight event coming up that includes attending a local high school’s football game. I want to go, but I think it conflicts with something else that I have going on.

At this conference, each $Program group that is attending has a different nickname or theme; my group is the “villains” group. The check-in table for each group is in a different room. After I've checked in, I walk back out into the hallway and encounter a girl, my age or a little younger, looking for her check-in room. Her name tag reads “Eliza.” I encourage her to join one of the “good” groups [by which I mean, any group that isn't villains-themed], because she's new to $Program. I expect that I'll be the only one from my $Program group who participates in the larger group activities offered by the conference, because everyone else in my group is an older adult and most of the other conference attendees are teenagers or young adults. Besides, LN teaches high school for a living; she probably doesn't want to spend her off-hours with teenagers, too.

I start climbing the stairs to the second floor of the building to get to the conference meeting rooms. There are two flights of stairs that cross in an X in midair, joining together at the point where they cross to form a platform. A third, smaller flight of stairs extends down from this platform to the floor I want to get to. There are others climbing the stairs along with me.

[I don’t remember the transition, but] I’m outside the building I was just in. I’m on a beautiful college campus. It has trees, grass, and winding, paved paths between the buildings. The ground is not level, but contoured, rolling up and down. In this scene, I realize that I’m dreaming. [I don’t remember why or how; I just did.] I jump/float down one of the inclines, grabbing a handful of grass at the bottom of the incline as I land on another path, which [I think] has a low wall that stands between the path and the incline I've just jumped/floated over. I'm touching it to keep the dream stable by engaging my senses. It feels like real grass and is very soft and supple. I walk down the path I've just landed on, heading toward a small tree, covering ground much more quickly than I would in reality. [Here, I experienced that phenomenon I've read about here on DV where, in order to get somewhere in a dream, you focus on your intention to arrive there and suddenly, there you are, having skipped over the boring part where you traveled there.] When I reach the small tree, I touch it, wrapping my hand around its narrow trunk. It feels rough, like a real tree. I'm just happily enjoying being in a dream.

A little further along the path, just beyond the small tree, is a large, square, paved area, in front of the entrance to a building. A woman is standing in this area, alone. She’s older and has wispy brown hair, which she wears up in a loose bun. She has lines and wrinkles on her face, and has a patch of shiny, lavender-pink eyeshadow all over the center of her face. She’s wearing a long dress the same color as the eyeshadow.

I suddenly recall the current Task of the Month [which I had just looked up, just before going to bed]. I approach the woman. In the distance, behind me, I can hear all the teenagers and young adults who are attending the conference/camp singing together:

“Day-oh, day-oh. Da-a-ay-oh, da-a-ay-oh. Daylight come and me wanna go home.”

I sing along with the young people as they begin the next repetition of this segment of music: “Day-oh.” As I sing, I look right at the older woman, expecting her to sing along, too.

“Day-oh,” she mumbles softly, looking down shyly at the ground to my left.

“Da-a-ay-oh,” I sing to her, still looking at her and expecting her to sing along.

“Da-a-ay-oh,” she mumbles, still looking down. I figure that she simply lacks confidence in her singing voice and encourage her by saying enthusiastically to her, “Come on, you can do it!”

“Daylight come and me wanna go home,” she sings, now looking up and demonstrating self-confidence. She proves to have a beautiful singing voice.

Pleased, I continue singing along with the young people, who have been singing the song all this time. The older woman continues singing along as well. “Come, Mr. Tally-Man, tally me banana. Daylight come and me wanna go home.”

Somewhere in the midst of those two lines, the dream faded and I woke up, probably because I was so excited about having completed the Task of the Month for the first time since February.

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Side notes:
I just looked up what the current Tasks of the Month were last night. I think this knowledge helped motivate me to want to have a lucid dream. I'm thrilled that I completed the basic task the same night! The euphoria from my achievement lasted for several hours into my waking day.
I'm also excited to have used a new dream control ability for the first time. I'd read that you could control what happened in your dreams, including controlling the actions of DCs, by expecting particular things to happen, but this was the first time I'd ever actually done it.