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Saturday Night, 7/18/20

I had an FA. I noticed that the perspective was wrong for waking up; I was looking down on my bed. I floated around the room a bit, confirming I was dreaming. I noticed the room was vague and the dream did not feel very stable. I aimed for the floor of my room and landed, bounced up and down a little trying to feel the carpet on the soles of my feet. I could hear a soft crunching sound, like the sound of velvet being gently crushed. The dream faded anyway, my vision going black. However, I still felt more connected to the dream than to my waking life body so I tried to imagine "throwing" myself back into the dream. I opened my eyes, a bit uncertain whether it would work, but it did. I was back in my room standing on the ground. I floated again to confirm. Up near the ceiling I grabbed onto the top of the cube structure where there was a wooden platform (it's sort of like the top of a bookcase). I alternated between staring at the wood grain and rubbing my hand across the wood. Sure enough the grains of the wood became incredibly detailed and lifelike. Looking around I could now see the lines on the palms of my hands, the bumps on the blue walls, the sharp outlines of various pieces of furniture.

Satisfied that the dream was fully stabilized, I phased through the window of my room and glided over the land below. It was quite beautiful out, sunrise coloring the clouds. Although my backyard was much bigger than in waking life it was otherwise consistent with its current configuration. At least up until the stand of bamboo at the far end. Behind there and off to the right, instead of a fence, I found an open plot of dirt with a partially built lighthouse. At last! I thought, Although, I was kind of hoping to have it by an ocean... I considered that on the one hand it was convenient to have it close to my house but on the other hand I would have to use some trick of the mind in order to make use of it as I'd originally planned, as a lighthouse by the sea.

Off to my left a woman and two young children were wandering from the bamboo forest into my backyard. I waved at the family. The youngest child, the boy, seemed to be the only one who saw me. He tried to get his mother and sister to look over. The mother squinted in my general direction and shrugged before continuing on her way. The little boy looked confused. I told him not to worry about it. It wasn't clear if he could hear me. I returned my attention to the lighthouse and saw that the first floor was thoroughly encased in rock and therefore inaccessible. I had planned to have steps carved into rock leading up to the base of the building and I mused that the dream must have constructed it this way like a bug in a video game when it was placed somewhere different from the intended landscape. The next two floors were far smaller than I'd planned. Beyond that it was completely unfinished. I began planning how I would fix it and build it out as if I were using Minecraft blocks. I wondered if I should leave it with its current black and white colors or change them to match the colors I'd planned for it when I designed it in waking life. I had only just begun modifying the structure when I heard a loud sound. Annoyed, I looked up to see that some random guy on a motorcycle had ridden up and parked behind the lighthouse, apparently oblivious to my presence. When I saw that he wasn't going to interfere further I tried to return my concentration to the task at hand but the dream faded into a different scene and I lapsed into non-lucidity.

Spoiler for Additional Notes:

Made progress on two of my LD goals: creating a lighthouse and experimenting with dream cartography. The lighthouse is a place I designed in waking life that I had never encountered in a dream before. Basically I was trying to incubate it by creating drawings, written pieces, and even a design in Minecraft creative mode (which is no doubt why I ended up modifying it with Minecraft blocks in this dream). This was my first success in finding/creating the lighthouse in an LD, although I'd come across a version of it briefly in a non lucid once. I'd originally planned to build it from scratch near a particular recurring beach location. Instead I found it partially constructed... in my backyard. I didn't actively work to recall my waking life goal during the LD as I usually would, instead I just explored and found what I needed quickly. That makes this my first successful LD incubation attempt, as well.

Additionally, I've been wanting to not only map out my recurring dream locations but to experiment with creating new ones and testing their level of permanence and the permanence of the connections between dream locations. Behind the bamboo in my backyard happens to be one spot I'd considered using for experimentation as I'd rarely gone into the bamboo area in dreams and never off to the right. Apparently my subconscious decided to combine two ideas and gave me a partial lighthouse in that spot. I think I'll just find some way to work with this development. Maybe I'll use the lighthouse like a TARDIS lol.

Another side note: When I was very young my dad started building a wooden playhouse in the backyard and never finished it (eventually we took it down). This seems to be a symbolic reference to that, although I'm not sure why.

Good lord, HOW did I not go without posting for upwards of two years? Well, stuff happened, is all I'm going to say. So let's get into this.

Fell asleep at: 3:00 AM

Woke up: 12:15 PM


Dream 113: Old Faces

Daytime; My house. The in-laws have come over, and they brought their dogs with them. A dachshund, a terrier mix, and some others I can't remember. One of the dogs, wearing a grey shirt and orange/yellow suspenders walks into my room and jumps on top of me in my bed. I play with the little guy for a while, and one of the in-laws chimes and in says that that's actually the father of all these other dogs.

I say something along the lines of, "Well, he can do whoever he wants then--" then retract that statement and I say "That came out wrong."

As I'm playing with the dog, a female DC keeps tugging at his shirt collar, for whatever reason. The dog looks mighty uncomfortable when she does that, so I tell her to stop tugging at it. The dream ends not long after.

Upon further reflection, the dog in my dream looked remarkably like another dog I had, though that one passed away not two years ago. It was nice to play with the little fella again, even if it was just a dream.

I had a dream I was talking to my brother, yet it had to be other skype or something because I never saw him but I remember us talking. All I could see was Civ V screen and we were playing as the Aztecs and we were hunting someone down because we were at war. I remember looking at a city near a bay and a desert with a pikeman stationed in it, and scrolling past the fog of war clouds, and I remember the screen popping up asking if we wanted to declare war, I could clearly see montezuma's portrait, but not the guy we were declaring war on. At some points the map resembled outside my house just off the porch's steps and my room.

I had another lucid dream, after I had woken up I fell in to a dream and remembered that I had actually fallen asleep, I was in between the kitchen and living room at my dad's house, and it was daytime and I was facing the living room,.The dream felt unstable so I rubbed my hands together and I felt like I tensed up, but also was anchored well. I tried to leap through the roof, but it didn't work, I tried a second time and my eyes widened a lot as I jumped up and the dream went black and I was awake.

I had a dream and I only remember it part way through, I was in the bathroom and in a stall and two of my friends were outside the stall waiting for me, I was washing my hands and suddenly a lot of people came into the bathroom, it was a bunch of teachers and students and the school staff was assigning people to classrooms for like an hour everyday, it was some kind of punishment I think, but if you had good grades/conduct you got sent to a better class. I come out of the stall and a teacher says something to me, and I remark a smart comment and they send me to a crappy class, and I say to them passive aggressively "well then Im just going to kill myself" in a goofy voice and one of my teachers looks at me and says "I think I will to" as I leave the bathroom.
I go out and the hallway resembles a hallway from my elementary school, I take a right and walk in the classroom, it looks like one of my old classrooms with a mixture of another one, I can't remember correctly, but it was familiar. One of my football friends was in there and some kid I didn't know (there were more people but theyre irrelevant). A teacher walks in and it's one of the new math teachers we got this year, people are whispering and saying shes a bitch. Shes getting on to the kid I mentioned and my friend says out to her "shes so retarded, that when she tried to spell her name the pencil got it wrong" (this almost got me lucid), but I thought it was hilarious. She told my friend to "pack up your stuff and leave", the end.

There's a party being had on the side of my house outside. I see family I haven't seen in awhile. I have no knowledge of this party, I'm looking at the party from out the kitchen window, so I get the energy to go out there and socialize lest everyone bitch about my absence. I see one of my friends, I ask my self what is she doing here. This must mean this party is for me. Everyone ignores me, bu my friends keeps trying to go in front of me but I keep moving because I wanted to look at everything. Then this rust colored old van pull up slowly into my driveway, to get away from my friend I run over to the van to see who it is, I see it's two of my half sisters friends, and like in GTA V they have stars, and I get pissed that they would bring their criminal activity to this party, cops might come. But when they look at me I lie and say '' Oh I thought you were someone else", then I walk away and for some reason they and everyone else laughed at that like I just told a joke. I guess they laughed because I just realized it wasn't my party, it was my fucking half sisters party. I go back to were people are and I go to get nachos but my friend wont get out of my face, so I run into my house and shut the door so she won't follow me anymore.

8/29/2013, 10:15-6:10

Woke up once in the night at like 1:20. Didn't remember any dreams from before that. Tried to also, once again, stay up a couple extra minutes for a WBTB. Afterwards, I remember to dreams:

Dream 1:

I was in my house. I was in the kitchen, where my mom was. I remember I did something to her she didn't like, and she started screaming at me not to do it again.

Dream 2:

I remember South American city, and an island to the northwest of it (Hawaii?). People were going from the island to a South American city. It was like on coastal Columbia or Ecuador. This dream was entirely third person.

I was in my kitchen making some food downstairs and I saw some strange looking man outside, he had black slicked back hair and a ragged shirt. I went outside to confront him and he had a friend, they were coming towards me slowly and I put my guard up. I started to get really angry that these men were on my property and wouldn't explain themselves so I told them I had a crow-bar inside the door and if they tried anything I'd knock them out. Then my friend Zak came out from my house and joined me, (Zak's like as buff as a freaking lion just FYI) so then I knew we could take them easily, I punched the left one in the jaw and he got knocked out cold, Zak started to fight the other. I can't remember the rest of the fragment.

Date:3-6-13
Total sleep: 8+ hours
Daytime Techniques: rc's
Lucid Techniques: tried MILD "I will recall my dreams and realize I am dreaming"
Recall Techniques: see above. also I wrote in my dream journal after waking after the first dream

~DREAM 1
Fell Asleep: 11:30
Dream Title: The cold beach
Dream: I am in my room and it is the way it was back when I had a desk. On my desk are some horror movies. One of them was called “slender” (how original) My dad calls me. I see he is watching one of the movies on his new tv. It is about a cursed sword that forces you to eat colors and cats in a dementor like fashion. Although this is ridiculous, I find it absolutely terrifying, and I get angry at him for showing it to me. I go back into my room, and my sister is with a laptop. She asks me how to make a youtube account, and I tell her that she needs to hook up to an Ethernet cable that nobody has used before. (I don’t even…) I now go to my brother’s room, that for some reason is on the wrong side of the house. He is there with some kid. I don’t know who it is, but the dream me can’t stand him. After some smart-assery from them both, I start to beat them with a random plastic coathanger. (I am not abusive IWL.) they cry and my mom tells me off for it and I have to go get ready because we are going to the beach. Car ride is long and full of mom fussing at me. We get to the beach and it is winter. We don’t want to go in the water, so we just sit there on the beach. Some other stuff happens that I cant remember, then I wake up.
Awake: 5:00
Vividness: 8 (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness)
Awareness: 1 (1-10; or lucid)
Length: 3 hours
Emotions: fear, anger
Dream Signs: my desk was back. My brother’s room misplaced. Room had Ethernet jacks.

~DREAM 2
(went on dreamviews and read about WILDing. But then I didn’t try to wild. ~Facepalm~ So I had a non-lucid fragment…)
Fell Asleep: 5:40
Dream Title: The attic
Dream: I was at some family’s house in their attic that had many windows and was painted white. I don’t remember what we did there, but my brother did it wrong and I had to redo it. That’s all.
Awake: 9:00
Vividness: IDK (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness)
Awareness: 1 (1-10; or lucid)
Length:~ Shrug~(how long it felt like! Because that matters)
Emotions: frustration
Dream Signs: none

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This should technically be the 13th, since I had my sleep in two parts this day.
I had a nap at around 5 o'clock and woke up at 8, then went back to bed at 2.
However, both dreams are kind of related, so I just decided to lump them both together for the 14th.
Also it's kind of valentines day related so there's that.
Quick warning, this might get a bit sappy around the end. >.>
If you're not into that sorta shit just skip the second part.
Anyways, this involves a girl I'm into, I'll call her E.
Also, I experienced SP for the first time.
I decided to concentrate on the faint noise of my computer in the background is a lied perfectly still.
Eventually after coming in and out of consciousness a few times, I tried to move my hand to adjust my position.
Wouldn't you know it, I couldn't move my arm.
I tried to summon the strength to move it but no matter how hard I did it didn't even budge.
It was like when you sit cross legged for too long and can't physically move your legs after a bit.
Except in this case, it was literally impossible for me.
So I guess I'm getting closer to wild? Maybe?

February 14th 2013

I'm at school walking through the hallway when I bump into this hot girl I like, E.

"Heyyyy " she looks at me with a flirtatious look and shows a friendly smile.

Um, did the girl I like just do that to me?
This is it, this is the greatest day of my life.
I shoot her back they same flirtatious smile.

"Hey." I reply attempting to sound as smooth as possible.

As she walks away she faces me and sings a little melody from some song.

"From dusk till dawn. E-ver-ee night we party, all, night, long."

The melody sounds like it could be from a nursery rhyme, but the lyrics sound otherwise.
(She is a bit of a party girl so it doesn't seem out of character to me.
On a related note this is a really weird thing for someone to do.)
As I begin to revel in the fact that I can probably ask her out now whilst continuing my journey.
I head into the stairwell and see a bunch of kids sitting around talking about stuff.
It seems that they are a part of some sort of club.
I begin to listen in when I hear the word dream brought up.
I guess there talking about there dreams and stuff.
I think that I could maybe try to join there conversation and interject some of my own experience,
with lucid dreaming in particular.
However, as I don't want to intrude or look like some kind of weirdo, I decide to move on.
I end up bumping into another girl that says hi to me.
I don't know who she is, and she looks like she's a grade below me.
Not to be judgmental or anything but she didn't seem to good looking.
For some reason I come to the conclusion that she's hitting on me.
I give her a stoic, non-flirty-as-possible "hi" back.

_______

I wake up in my bedroom to find two pretty girls I know are in my room with me.
(I don't see this as a false awakening but as a 'time skip' so to speak,
as in, all the things that happened in the previous dream I believe to be real memories).
I get up to greet them, I guess they've been here waiting for me to get up.
When I arise I notice that I'm wearing a baseball cap.

"Hmm, why am I wearing my hat?" I say drowsily.

I take it off and throw it aside.
The two of them are sitting cross legged talking about stuff.
I don't think they've realized I've woken up.

"Um, hello."

Funny seeing you here.

"Oh, hey C.J. " One of them says to me.

They continue on with there conversation.
Well isn't this is just great, two fabulous looking young women have come to see me, and the time they chose to hang out was as soon as I woke up.
I must look like a total mess.
I decide to go to the bathroom to freshen up a bit when E grabs my hand.

"By the way, we had all of your 'special package' that was sitting on the table. "

She's referring to the water bottle with with a bit of rum in it that has been sitting on my desk for the past week.
(It actually has).

"Don't worry about it, there's plenty more where that came from." I tell her.

I'm thinking about the last bottles of vodka that are still downstairs in the cooler.
I've saved them there because I seriously hate vodka.
To me it tastes like water with hand sanitizer.
Though in the end, alcohol is alcohol, so I've saved them for a rainy and desperate day.
Today is that day.
Since I'll be drinking with girls, an event which is good unto itself, I'll be able to man up and hammer down the taste of death.
I head into the bathroom and wash my hands, mulling over all this information in my head.
I head downstairs, (where I knew they were even though I never saw them go) to go hang out with them.
I see my mom laying down on the couch and get kind of embarrassed at the fact that they probably saw her.
(She only wears a thin pajama layer all day).
I ask her where they went and she points over to a distant room.
(The dream topography gets weird here.
You see, I live in a small house, my first floor is pretty small as well.
What happened was, try to imagine that one of the walls has disappeared.
Now instead of seeing outside, you see that the house is actually in another house on some kind of huge floor with a red carpet on it.
Maybe 20 meters away is another room that looks like it belongs in a mansion, and that's where they were.)
I head over to them into the room.
(The sort of temporal rift in the space time continuum closes behind me and now I'm just in the room).
This room looks like it belongs to a rich musician.
There are guitars hung up, record albums, stuff like that.
It has a nice patterned carpet and a few leather couches.
There's a record player here too, but it's a bit odd.
In stead of a real record player it's just kind of a small rod sticking out of the wall.
A record is slid onto that rod via the whole in it's center and it begins to play through the room's sound system.
For some reason the record and the actual cover album are slid on both together.
When I get there a record is already playing.
The art for it is the outline of a man's face in red.
Apparently the two of them really like this record.
(I can't remember what the music sounded like).
We listen to it for a bit when we later transition into a classroom.
Now we're in rows of desks, and the two of them are sitting 2 rows behind me.
We're watching this kind of documentary on a projector about all these criminals through history.
(None of them were real criminals).
Nearing the end of the documentary is the story about a particular woman.
What she did was take a jar with a baby shaped grape gummy bear inside and a jar with a premature baby and threw then from her window onto the street.
I just kind of found this funny.
When I notice that my once house guests have now pretty much abandoned me,
I decide to go and sit next to another girl in the class.
At first she's a bit confused at my sudden change in seats, but soon we strike up a conversation.
We're talking about something or the other, it's pretty difficult to pay attention.
At some point I kind of feel a connection between the two of us.
I know that she also feels the same way.
The conversation turns into us telling things about each other.
Soon the dream fades out.

_______________
Part 2

E shows up to my house.
She has a bunch of stuff on her, like bags and purses.
She comes inside and sets them down on my couch, (seems like my mom isn't here).
We start to talk for a bit about various things.
Sometime later another kid I know, Sean, also drops by.
I really don't have a problem with him visiting, mi casa su casa and such.
I go upstairs for a bit and get on my computer.
(In non-vivid dreams I can sometimes use my computer, but I always use it telepathically, and everything on it is pretty skewed).
I remember going on facebook and checking out which of my friends have what friends.
After a bit I go to the top of my staircase.
Apparently Sean has left.
E isn't here either, her stuff is still here though.
Guess that means she's coming back, good.
Then something kind of hits me.
Sean wasn't really here was he?
My mom was never really here was she?
The previous events that happened weren't real were they?
(I'm on the cusp of lucidity at this point).
E wasn't actually- no, she was really here.
Her stuff is here, that must mean that she was really here.
So that means she'll come back, and we can start hanging out and stuff. ^_^
Yeah, there's no way she didn't actually come here, and that we didn't actually talk...
Yeah...
My previous realizations have destabilized the dream, but I still hold onto this reality for as long as I can.
Dreamspace around me starts to become dark and distorted.
Maybe everything else wasn't real, but she was real.
Soon this thought is the only thing that exists, everything else has faded away.
I open my eyes.
Even though I'm now awake the previous thought still perpetuates through my mind.
I haven't realized yet.
I think, I should go downstairs, tidy up her stuff, and wait for her.
It's at this moment when the cold hard anvil known as reality comes crashing down on the fragile vase known as my heart.
It almost physically hurts.







;_;






Side note on the "temporal rift".
I think this may be the way we "transition" in dreams, but we are so accustom to it we don't notice.
Maybe, I dunno.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

I've always thought, "If anyone ever runs over my dog, I'm gonna beat them half to death."
Well, I probably won't, since that's illegal and everything, but I'd like to, that fluffy bastard means the world to me.
However DCs who kill my dog can expect fates worse than death, yessirry.
That's about all I'd like to add conjecture wise.
I had lots of other dreams that night but they weren't too worthy of a DJ post.

I'm making my way home by foot through a small lawn.
My mom calls me up on my phone.

"Yeah mom, what is it?"

"Hey, I just wanted to tell you that your therapist said that you can't play that Sins of a Solar Empire game anymore."

(I don't have a therapist)

"What are you talking about mom that's such bullshit I barely play that game anyway."

I hang up on her.

"Pfft, some people just have no idea what they're talking about."

I head into a parking lot now.
I see a car coming and move out of the way so it won't hit me.
As I do my dog Charlie comes out of nowhere and gets hit by it.
I freak out, thinking "if this guy killed my dog I'm gonna murder him."
But Charlie's fine, though he limps away whimpering.
The driver gets out his car and I give him a big hug, happy my dog's alive.
Now the parking lot transitions to my bedroom.
The driver is still here though.
After a while I start to notice pieces of dog corpse around.
(They looked like pieces from a stuffed animal though).
Because of this I put together the pieces in my mind and discovered the man was intentionally trying to kill my dog.
I pick up charlie and take him downstairs to my mom.

"Hold on to charlie, I'm going to kill the man upstairs."

For some reason even though I whispered I know the man heard me.
I go into the kitchen and grab a knife.

"Do you think I'm that stupid? I'm coming for you!" He yells to me.

"This is a pretty dull knife! Which means you're gonna feel every bit of is!" I reply angrily.

I go to the stairs and see him waiting for me.

"Do you really think it's going to be that easy?"

I'm not afraid of him in the least.
Fuck this guy.
I run at him up the stairs knife in hand.
As I stab it through his shirt I wake up.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

There wasn't anything really special about this dream.
Though my friend Hudson doesn't typically make an appearance in my dreams.
An interesting note is that throughout this dream I was frightened or on edge,
which is odd because I really should have been, considering the given situation.
Other than that this was a pretty typical dream.


February 5th 2013

I was apparently a part of some sort of criminal organization.
Our base was at a fort, similar to the one in red dead redemption called fort mercer.
I'm living through someone else's eyes.
I'm at a little carriage.
Apparently one of our members was misbehaving or something, so to punish him, they cut off his lower half.
I can clearly see his spine sticking out as he frantically crawls around. (this is horrifying in retrospect but dream me is hardened mother fucker it seems)
Now the others, including myself, are afraid that the same will happen to us if we are to screw up too.
I transition into my room. I'm with my friend hudson, also a part of the same organization.
With him he has two biological weapons, one powerful enough to wipe out a city, the other powerful enough to wipe out all humans on earth.
We need to deliver the two of them to someone else, something were eager to do since we're pretty nervous about carrying them.
We decide to hide the smaller one in the shell of a zippo lighter, I think hudson held onto the other.
I accidentally dropped the zippo. I panicked, thinking that the vial inside had cracked.
I quickly examined it and my fears were held at bay, its case was still secure.
Hudson then took his own lighter and began to make adjustments to my zippo with it, burning certain parts and putting holes in certain parts of the casing.
I had no problems with this, in my head these modifications were necessary. Then we were off to deliver.
Then I woke up.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This is a long one. That's because this is literally everything I dreamed in one night, start to finish.
From now on I'll try and brake up the individual dreams into parts, I get plenty of material for DV posts in one night
This is also one of my first recorded dreams in a while, so it may be a bit sloppy.

February 1st 2013

I'm looking at some kind of forum with a dark grey layout and white lettering. At first I seem to be browsing a sub-forum about people's dreams and what they think they mean. Afterward I go to a different sub-forum, one that is a sub-forum specifically about men's experiences in life (more specifically funny stories). In the title of the threads the author states whether or not they are married or single or have kids. I look at one of the threads and find it interesting. As I start to "read" it the dream scene changes and I'm now watching a comedian. He's telling the same funny story I was just reading about. He's a fat bald Latino guy with pale skin wearing a button up shirt with black and white vertical stripes and a peaked cap beret (the one old people wear). During his story he begins to tell a bit of a risky joke, I believe one that had something to do with the N-word, and in the dream it's a pretty big deal (odd considering that I don't really have any qualms with that word). After he's done telling the joke the scene changes to him in his house looking at payday bills, as though it were a documentary I was watching. He says that any time he told the risky jokes that he would make more money, but he was afraid to since he wasn't sure how other people would react to them (death threats in the mail and such).

At some point the scene changes again. This time it's to a man who is answering the door at his house. When he opens the door Micheal Cera is there to greet him. I'd like to point out that he is wearing the same green shirt he does in Scott Pilgrim vs. the world. I assumed that this was because in the movie (I guess I thought this was a movie) they wanted Micheal Cera to where the shirt as a nod to the audience that had watched Scott Pilgrim.

"Hey." Micheal says to him.

"Oh, hi." The man says with a depressed tone. He isn't surprised that he's here.

"So, what's up?" Micheal Cera has that typical smile on his face that he does in every movie.

"Oh it's nothing, just wanted to say hi I guess."

"Oh, okay. Is uh, Jasmine here?" Jasmine being a girl Micheal had dated a few years in the past, the man being the girl's father.

"Um, no." he says. "In fact, she's never here." I believe it's at this point where I realize that the man's wife and daughter are dead.

"Oh, well, it's just that you called me on my plane phone, and I came all the way here..." (He means that the man had called him to visit but Micheal had lived in another country, so he had to take a plane over to get there. It doesn't make sense I'm just quoting the dream here).

"Oh yeah, I guess you're right." He goes outside with Micheal and the two start slowly walking down the sidewalk.

"Hey cheer up man. So what if they're dead? Nothing you can do about it, they were holding you back anyway "
This is Micheal's poor and distasteful attempt to make a joke to make him feel better, I'm actually quite shocked when I hear it since that sort of action doesn't really match up with Micheal Cera's typical character.

The man just looks at him for a few seconds with a bit of a scowl and continues on. I guessed he must have gotten all the pain of losing his loved ones out of his system by now. Micheal is terribly embarrassed. As they continue an idea pops up in the mans mind.

"Why don't you come to see the stars with me tonight?" he asks.

"Sure, I guess that sounds like a good idea."

Fast forward to night. For some reason when they leave the house to see the stars they exit through a window at the back of the house.

They go to a sandboxy type place, though there aren't any swings or play sets on it, just sand.

This is the point I enter the dream in my own body (till this point I was in camera perspective). My mom and our mutual roommate enter the scene with me as well.

At first the sky is only dark and there aren't any stars at all. Then various celestial bodies emerge from the horizon and start moving across the sky. The best way to explain is if you were in a planetarium, and they projected galaxies and stars on the ceiling and had them move from one side of the planetarium to the other. I justified this in my mind by saying the effect was caused by the rotation of the earth. I'm really amazed by this. In waking life I have seen pretty large constellations and many stars populate the sky, but have never actually seen the full on milky way. I see various cosmic regions move across the sky, the biggest one being of course the milky way. My mom seems to find this very amazing as well. She takes out a laser pen and points to the bodies she finds the coolest.

"Wow, look at that C.J.!" she calls to me.

She makes me nervous by doing so because it is a fear of mine to shine lights in the night sky (really).

The one thing that stands out to me the most is a light brown cloud of cosmic gas. One part of it is bulbous, while there is a streak emerging from it to the right side.

"Wow, the Oort cloud! Look at that, it's fantastic!" It really grabs my attention. (Mind you the REAL Oort cloud isn't a cloud of cosmic gas at all, but is rather a hypothesized spherical cloud of predominantly icy objects that may extend up to roughly around a light year from the sun. I only found this out after searching what the Oort cloud was. I must have seen the name before at some time and thought it had to be some kind of nebula).

After a certain amount of time the stars and celestial bodies disappear past the opposite horizon from which they spawned. The last thing I saw in the sky was a cutout picture of Cera from the land before time though. My mom made a comment about it, though it seemed odd to me it didn't make me think for a second that I was dreaming. Though all the stars and such had disappeared, the sky stayed black.

Now that the show was over, my mother our roommate and I decide to head home, which isn't that far. We go to an empty gamestop close by. There's no one inside nor are there any games on the shelf, or anything else really, it's totally empty, the inside painted a light sky blue colour. The lights inside are on though. We head to the door and a camera somewhere on it takes a picture of us, noticeable by the brilliant flash.

"That will be our sexy picture of us us!" My roommate says with an over-enthusiastic slightly sarcastic tone (typical behavior of her in IWL).

We go inside, the door is unlocked, and head down into the basement, which seamlessly leads into my basement (well, a few things are out of place and what not, but it's about 40% my basement). I think we talked about some stuff for a little while and then went back upstairs. Surely enough going upstairs lead to my regular house. The stairs lead up to my kitchen. I decide to hang out there for a bit while my mom went to the living room, our roommate stayed downstairs. Whilst I'm staying there our roommate calls to me and tells me to take some sort of supplement. The pill bottle is resting on my stove. I pick it up and take a look at it. My dream view switches back to camera perspective and I'm watching a commercial for the supplement. In it there is a man on roller blades skating through what reminds me of a concrete area near the Washington monument. It's raining and he's skating around, he's very happy. A man behind him just as overjoyed also on roller blades begins to tail him, but is using two floor scrubbers to scrub the concrete ground behind him as he skates. (There's context...somewhere, in this segment, but I couldn't recall what). I hear some rustling outside, like someone knocking over a garbage can. I look outside through my glass door and don't see anyone there. It is night time however, and they could be hiding somewhere in the darkness. I decide to close my back door and lock it just in case. I also turn off the lights outside so to not draw attention to us. This is tricky to do at first since my lights are for some reason connected to the fan switches on my stove, and in order to turn them off you have to put them in a middle state, other wise it is on either high or low power (that's how my IWL fan switches work). But I managed. At this point I'm a bit freaked out. Something then catches my eye. My dog is on top of the stove and is playing with something (he's a little dog so he could fit on top of my stove, but just barely). He has something cylindrical in between his feet and is trying to squeeze it. I take it from him and look at it. It looks like a toothpaste bottle. At first I think it's astronaut food, but then it turns out to be regular bottle of Colgate toothpaste, though the design on it is a bit weird, it's mostly white and just has the word "Colgate" on it. There's some green lettering on it beneath it though. It says "Meanwhile in India". At first I chuckle at it, but then I say to myself, "Wait, that doesn't make any sense". I look at it again. Now it says "Made in India". I guess I must have misread it the first time. I put it down and go to the living room.

"Mom, Charlie was trying to eat Colgate, crazy dog..."

She doesn't acknowledge my comment. I sit down on the couch across from hers. She's watching T.V., but suddenly the channel changes to static. I start to panic. I think "Oh no! the guy who was outside is cutting our cables so we can't call for help!" I voice my concern to my mom. She tells me "Don't worry, I'm just sitting on the remote." I start to calm down. Of course there isn't someone outside, I'm just paranoid. My mom asks me if I want some pizza. I accept the offer. She calls our roommate to bring us some slices of pizza. She comes down stairs and hands it to us on a plate. Wait, wasn't she downstairs? Whatever. I begin to dig in, it's a plain cheese slice, and is a little cold. I get up with it in my hand.

"You're really handsome!" My mom tells me. A see through confidence booster.

"I'm not that good looking." I tell her.

"Yeah you are, you could look as handsome as anyone."

That comment really pisses me off and I start to go off on a rant.

"Now come on now. Be serious for a second. Maybe I'm average looking I'll give you that, but I'm not that handsome okay? Look, you can say that all you want, but at the end of the day no matter how much time passes by I won't be as handsome as Will Smith."

I pause for a second to reflect on that statement.

"Okay maybe after some time passes, but still do you understand what I mean?"

After I'm finished with my tirade I wake up.

Police Chase
The reason why I love dreams like this is because it re-defines what you label as a dream and how you could of got lucid on so many occasions but it feels like you are just observing a sceen. Anyway so the guy off West Coast Customs came to my house and well, I don't remember his name because it's a old show and I don't watch it much. Anyway for some reason in this dream he was hear to evaluate some film equipment, stuff like jackets that were used on set and stuff. The funny thing his that there was another guy in my house, I wasn't even the owner of this stuff but he was still getting it evaluated in my house!
So he asked this guy how he got his hands on Pinewood Kit. And he simply replied with "I stole them" and well he looked very nervous (the reviewer) and said "you can't do that the police will be on you in a second, we have to leave now" and for some reason I was all wound up in this so I had to go as well. I remember hearing police sirens in my head and they got louder as I reached the window but when I looked there was nothing there. Also it's a good time to note that it was night time. The West Coast Customs got in to his Lamborghini Gallardo and shot off. Soon after so did I and the other guy, but I don't know what happened to him because from this point on I didn't see him. And then my whole perspective changed and I was driving a car which I was viewing from a aerial point of view. And it was sort of cartoon but I wouldn't say that it was fully like that. There was police blocks and all that stuff has if a murder had just happened or something like that. And I drove around and they barely even noticed me, but I continued to hear sirens in my dream head. Then I woke up at 4:00am and I really don't feel like going back to sleep

Driving past I could see a great tall mountain. The mountain opens up and there are many hovering, flying crafts in it. More were coming. A great crowd of people were at the base of the mountain. I know my feeling were that of panic and an “end” of something. We continue driving home. In the house with a hidden room, my immediate family is present. My mother and Maya are in the long living room. My dad and I travel up the steps. I realize that my room in the house is up one level from the way I had originally recalled. My dad and I want to be in a position to view the “Event” that was the “end” or the “beginning”. My dad stopped to go into the room that is below my own. I told him he didn't have to stay there, he could see better from my room. As I focused on the room in front of me, the room he chose, I see that it is perfect for him, much better suited and the bed is large and comfortable. I knew he would be happier in this room. So I continued to my room to view the “Event” from my window.


Note: My father has passed on

So, I've had quite a few lucid dreams before, but I've just recently gotten into the habit of holding my nostrals together every so often to check if I can still breath. I thought it was a little bit silly until last night.

I was sitting in my house, it was darker than usual. I plugged my nose just for the heck of it, and... was still breathing. "Woah, that was easy." I thought. I stood up, thinking about what I should do now. I stepped over to my bed to see if I would see myself laying there still. Unfortunetly I didn't, but my wife was in her place in the bed like usual. She woke up and asked me what I was doing, I told her dream character, I'm dreaming babe- just gonna try some stuff out. I wanted the entire room to light up, so I thought of LIGHT! The room didn't necissarily light up, but I looked to my right, and outside of the window it was a very- very bright day all of a sudden. I looked at my computer to notice if the writing was morphed, you know how they say that if you look at words in a dream and then look again- they won't be the same usually? That played a number on my brain, I looked at my computers texts and it was literally all hyroglyphs. lol. At first I was dissapointed because I wanted to check the tasks of the month of dreamviews, then I instantly remembered- that's stupid. I can't check real webpages in my dreams. (Haha)

I walked over to my dresser and thought about what I wanted to do. My favorite form in any dream world is a feral beast so I decided to attempt a transformation. My hands turned into long claws and grew fur, but that was about it. For some reason my mind told me that it wasn't up for the full transformation at the moment so I decided to go outside. I flew up and phased through my roof. Once I was on the outside I noticed that I had gone too high. Sometimes when I become lucid in dreams, I dart off into the sky and it doesn't allow my mind to comprehend any of the landscape, so it loses my dream world and cuts off lucidity, so I feel back onto my roof and tried to focus. I was thinking of just sitting on my roof and meditating for a moment. I had the un-nerving feeling that i was almost out of time. I don't remember much after the roof, because shortly after that I had a false awakening where I woke up and told my wife I had a lucid dream, then wrote it down in my phone.

Later I woke up and realized that I hadn't wrote it down in my phone, I was peaved. But altogether, I had a good night. I'm going to continue practicing reality checks from now on, definitly.

So, I've had quite a few lucid dreams before, but I've just recently gotten into the habit of holding my nostrals together every so often to check if I can still breath. I thought it was a little bit silly until last night.

I was sitting in my house, it was darker than usual. I plugged my nose just for the heck of it, and... was still breathing. "Woah, that was easy." I thought. I stood up, thinking about what I should do now. I stepped over to my bed to see if I would see myself laying there still. Unfortunetly I didn't, but my wife was in her place in the bed like usual. She woke up and asked me what I was doing, I told her dream character, I'm dreaming babe- just gonna try some stuff out. I wanted the entire room to light up, so I thought of LIGHT! The room didn't necissarily light up, but I looked to my right, and outside of the window it was a very- very bright day all of a sudden. I looked at my computer to notice if the writing was morphed, you know how they say that if you look at words in a dream and then look again- they won't be the same usually? That played a number on my brain, I looked at my computers texts and it was literally all hyroglyphs. lol. At first I was dissapointed because I wanted to check the tasks of the month of dreamviews, then I instantly remembered- that's stupid. I can't check real webpages in my dreams. (Haha)

I walked over to my dresser and thought about what I wanted to do. My favorite form in any dream world is a feral beast so I decided to attempt a transformation. My hands turned into long claws and grew fur, but that was about it. For some reason my mind told me that it wasn't up for the full transformation at the moment so I decided to go outside. I flew up and phased through my roof. Once I was on the outside I noticed that I had gone too high. Sometimes when I become lucid in dreams, I dart off into the sky and it doesn't allow my mind to comprehend any of the landscape, so it loses my dream world and cuts off lucidity, so I feel back onto my roof and tried to focus. I was thinking of just sitting on my roof and meditating for a moment. I had the un-nerving feeling that i was almost out of time. I don't remember much after the roof, because shortly after that I had a false awakening where I woke up and told my wife I had a lucid dream, then wrote it down in my phone.

Later I woke up and realized that I hadn't wrote it down in my phone, I was peaved. But altogether, I had a good night. I'm going to continue practicing reality checks from now on, definitly.