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Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

C.C Betrayal:
This dream takes place in a suburban area. In the center is a building that looks as if it's still under construction. To the left of that building is a road which cars only drive on rarely. To the north is a building complex. And to the south and east are residential buildings but hardly no one lives in this area. It's currently dusk, and I'm walking along the south side of the middle building in my Keikogi ( martial arts uniform, but i just call it a gi). Apparently the middle building is a dojo and i'm headed there to train.

For some reason, i decide to take off running. The wind is blowing my gi a little so i take the top part off. I end up running completely around the building and i find myself to the east side of it now. As i start walking south, i notice my brother and my brothers friend launching fireworks. it turns night. I keep walking and as i get to the southeast corner of the middle building, my brothers other friend pulls up in his truck ( lets call him John ). John parks the truck and gets out. He apparently has bought me tons of taco johns. But it's all just those potato tots. Not very much of a meal but meh, i'll eat it. As he does that, the younger sister and brother of John ride by on skateboards going north and then everyone else decides to join them.

John also grabs his skateboard and takes off, but i don't have one so john lets me on his skateboard and starts explaining how to ride one. I tell him i already know, so we go on to talk about different things. He asks me if i play any sports. i tell him i don't but i have gotten into martial arts lately.As we talk, we eventually ride into the complex north of the dojo. We all stop there. Turns out, johns friends from work have also joined us for the ride. The people from work start talking about a pet party they intend to have. They seemed like very sexual people.

As they talk, i decide to go to the bathroom. I walk in and start peeing at a urinal. In the corner of my eye, i see something on my left, but i decide not to look because it might be another person. As i get done, i turn and look and it's a bathtub that is turning itself on and off. As i walk back to the truck, i realize i'm wearing a black jacket with red strips and same design sweatpants. Anyway, i get back to the truck and all the food has been eaten.

Then C.C ( from code geass) gets in johns truck. John also gets in and so do i. As we get in there. John starts to look like clovis from code geass and starts rambling on about his final move and attack. As he talks, C.C betrays him, the next thing i see, C.C is in her mech, and so is john. C.C has john trapped in an energy field and is flying him away, she is yelling at him and accusing him of killing people and etc.

As she flies away. I start to think, i used to have a contract with her, why didn't she do the same thing to me? and will she ever betray me?

Alien hostage:
It's mid day, i'm out in a desert place. There's a facility and a space ship behind me. A group of people from star trek are being held hostage by some alien race. Our queen then comes out of our space ship and makes peace with the aliens. Initially, we thought the aliens were being led by one of our enemies, but we found out they weren't so that's why we made peace. So our people are returned.

I start walking towards the facility after everyone is gone, then i see someone i know, lets call him Tom. Tom is partially covered by a door, and below him is a girl he has captured. Tom has also managed to give himself super mutant powers. Tom takes off running away. Then as i'm about to pursue him, another person starts driving up behind me, they're planning to run me over. He's probably a guardian of that girl so i quickly point to my side and he gets the message.

He gets out and we start going after the girl. As we get to the door of the facility. It opens up to my driveway except there is a zip line going all the way down it and a train station up at the top where i'm currently at. I jump up on the parked train and grab on to the zip line. I see the girl farther down the driveway at the entrance. So i continue going down. As i look back, The guardian is going on foot but behind him is Tom which quickly takes the man down and starts running after me.

As i get to the girl, i see that's she tied up to another girl and touching her would cause a bomb to detonate. I look back again and Tom has a gun to that guys head. What a sticky situation.

Amusement Park Gold:
I'm at an amusement park. There's a decent amount of people there. Me and a friend are at like a slot machine thing. My friend is playing. He then wins $9999 and starts to cry because he can't believe it. As he is there, i somehow make my way down some steps and i'm in a fairly open area. I then get in a fight with like Zeus and i'm like shooting lighting at him and he's shooting stuff at me and the battle is generally getting no where.

Next thing i know, i'm in my bathroom with C.C and my friend might have been there. We're talking about various things. I then tell my friend and C.C to walk out because i was taking my clothes off. At least i think that was the reason, i know i did take my clothes off but we might have been hiding something in the bathroom and there might have been people outside the bathroom so we needed to make sure the people outside didn't figure out what was going on. But then again, it's only a feeling, i'm not entirely sure.

Either way, i walk out of the bathroom in my underwear. C.C is on my bed and there's some other people there. I think i remember telling C.C to wait for me on the bed so i was fine with her being there but i wasn't expecting the other people.

Dimension Trap:
I'm in a game of TF2. I'm the only one left alive on my team. I'm being hunted by the other team. I'm in a desert mountainous place with a saw mill in front of me and further back a hill leading to a cave. I kill some enemies on my way to the sawmill. However, as i get there, i'm being shot at by people on the hill. I keep trying to shoot them but i miss. I eventually hear them talking about how they plan to ambush me by using c4. Since i overheard that, i shoot the c4 that's planted beside me to stop it from blowing up unexpectedly. I then run into the sawmill and hide as i wait for them to come down.

They make their way down. I jump out a window over a heavy, and kill most of them. I run up the hill and into a cave. The heavy chases me into the cave. I keep running and running. I eventually jump into a cavern, the place has lava flowing down below. I look back and notice the heavy stopped chasing me as i jumped into this area. I then realize i stepped into another dimension and it's an area of no return to other areas. Well great.

As i wait, a spy comes into the zone with a really fast car. He stops as he drives to where i'm waiting. The heavy comes in as well. They don't attack, rather, they think and then realize what they've done. They have now trapped themselves in here as well. Since they're trapped, they try summoning a digital girl to help solve the issue, but she's dies almost as soon as she's summoned because the zone is messing with her data and she can't maintain form in this place.

The only thing i remember next, is, there was a room full of people stuck in this zone. I get accused of something on television and come into the room with a mech and kill all of the survivors.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was in some park, near lake, the view was cool with some weird colors and there were some crows.

Dream 2:

I was in some medical facility and i had to be contained for some reason, on the way i was talking to somebody about someone being pregnant but not the right way and about that someone being close to death because of that. Then i was in very small rusty metallic room with no doors, which was apparently where i should be contained, i was discussing something with somebody and some yummy food was arriving down here by the pipe with speaker, which was 'talking' like Pyro from TF2. I wanted to ask him about something so i said something mimicking Pyro style of 'talking' and i apparently could understand it somehow.
Then i went to PC, which was here as well, and checked some games. There was one 2D platformer with graphically simple levels that looked VR-grid stylish with some glow, it was about very accurate jumping and avoiding spikes. I was also chatting with SilentEternity which was also playing, there were a few modes and level sets. I managed to almost finish one of harder and longer ones, but levels just got so ridiculously hard that i decided to pause that and do something else. It also had support for custom maps according to menu.
I went to some forum that had black background with green text and it was about some FPS game, it included nice window that allowed to start game and join servers right from the site. I randomly got invite into team, and it was for some official match, i was surprised but then just decided 'why not'. The leader of team explained strategy as game was starting and we got prepared to face enemy team. We were in the city and the game was 3vs3, everyone was hiding so it was pretty hard, also gravity was kinda low. I was running around searching, mostly following the plan, and once enemy was detected i was shooting my rifle. Then we ended up arguing since tactic didn't worked out so well.

Dream 3(fragment):

I was playing AI War and there was something about AI Homeworlds.

Dream 4:

I was browsing forum games section of some forum and there were some really hardcore games i decided to join, i ended up talking with creators of the games and discussing "hardcore armor penetration effect" of some weapons. Then in one of forum games one of players characters got killed, freeing up space, so i finally joined it as well from waitlist.

Last night, i had a couple of dreams about water parks and carnival rides and what not, i didn't really see those as interesting so i decided not to log them. That probably was a mistake, in the future, i will log no matter what. Either way, some other dreams i had from the top of my head:

-i was driving down the road and saw two people hiking, kind of odd but i decided to ignore it. Later on, i found out they were actually reptilian shape shifters and they had invaded and possessed like everyone and i had to fight them, and well...i lost xD. I managed to kill one but i had to drown it while almost drowning myself in the process. I even had super saiyan powers but still lost, those guys are strong xD.

-Found myself back in school doing various things, and at one point, a t-rex attacked my mother but defended herself with my little brother. Weird, because i don't have a little brother. I also found out later in the dream that my little brother was an alien.

Level of Lucidity: 0
Level of Clarity: 2
Level of Realism: 5
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)


I had a rough night sleeping and accidentally left my app for reminding me to do reality checks on over night.. so every hour on the hour it would vibrate and either wake me up, or wake me up enough that I roll over and fall back asleep.

Dream Fragment 1: I'm with my uncle in his car. My uncle is an extremely southern guy, and loves Nascar. We were driving somewhere down a road I've never seen before, and he begins to talk about how he has a race that he's in and it's in the NASCAR Nationwide Series. Then I woke.

Dream Fragment 2: I was in a park like place. I noticed that there was a few dogs in front of me. The dogs were simply standing there and not looking around, not with anyone, and not scared of me. All of a sudden the dog who is closest to me stands up on his back legs, and it looked like he was rotating his front legs so that they were backwards. It was like a trick that the dog was doing for me.. just like playing dead, rolling over, or shaking hand/paw. Then I heard a voice that said something like "Well trained dogs". Then I woke.

I recall there was something going on with different dimensions and i had to deal with some stuff. Then i was back in the forest park place from waking world and there was some music that was annoying me, i was tired and i was going home. On the way there was some talk about dog food.
Then i was back in some different dimension and there was weird city with badly drawn objects and homestuck trolls, then the dimension starts collapsing on itself but i manage to jump into some portal.
Then i was in the Doom-like game, the level was huge and was located in some kind of pyramid-like structure. I was lacking ammo and i had to deal with "White Knight" enemies(from one of my IWL mods for doom, look like white colored hell knights) and Mancubuses near one of the doorways, but it was not much of a problem. Soon in the next area i found a plasma gun, which was apparently 3D model. I was surprised and was looking at it from various angles. Then i was using a map to find way through the level, i have reached some tek-textured passage and there were a bunch of cacodemons and pain elementals. I noticed that lost souls summoned by pain elementals had some weird 'puff' effects and cacodemons had completely different fireball projectile sprite.
I got to the next level and i looked at the objective list, which was saying something about two ways to kill the boss and that to get a secret i should not fall into the lava. Can't recall much through the level, but at the end i was greeted by some crazy homeless dude, he was shouting and running around.

This was a very long dream / lucid dream series, going on for at least 45 minutes to an hour. I lost lucidity early on and regained it, so the first part of the dream is extremely scrambled. Also, a little background on one portion: I recently found out that Wife thinks lucid dreaming is more or less a waste of time. I was disappointed by this and concerned about what her DC might be like in future dream appearances.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #88: Reconciliation Hour

I'm in a lucid dream where I'm in a current of strong running water. I'm taking things easy, reminding myself to be more patient in life. I have a false awakening into a completely rearranged version of my house, downstairs. I hunt around for my dream journal... there it is, on the counter! I reach for it and as I grab it, my friend The Schwartz walks up and asks, "Hey, whatcha doing?"

"Hang on, [The Schwartz], I've gotta get these dreams written down. My dream memory is good for like 3 seconds. If I think about anything else, it'll all go away." I feel my dream memories leaking out of my ears. (Figuratively.) He looks a little hurt and I remember that the message of the dream I just finished was to be more patient. "Sorry, man. I know I'm not as patient as I should be sometimes. My dream was about getting better at that. You were even in it." (I assume this is true but no longer have any memory of it.)

I crouch down by a coffee table and get ready to write. Just then a full-sized poodle noses aggressively toward me. "Hey puppy," I say, reaching out to pet it. The dog turns away, totally snubbing me, circles around behind me, and then bites me hard on the butt. Another dog, a German shepherd joins the poodle and behind them I see my real two dogs (Siberian Huskies) lying on the carpet, panting.

"[Wife]!!" I wail, going into the kitchen. "Why do we have four freaking dogs in this house now? Wasn't two bad enough?"

Wife is in the kitchen cooking huge pans of a strange, purplish, bubbling yogurt conconction with her mom. "Oh, those belong to sissy and [brother-in-law Muppet]. We're just taking care of them." I grumble at this but sit down to journal. All but the last 2 pages of the DJ are filled, and the last entry is really hard to read. It says something about 139 pounds, but everything else is blurry and shifty. I demand proof that I'm not dreaming and become lucid.

"Hey, [Wife]," I say. "I'm having a lucid dream."

"Cool!" she responds. "Why don't we go to the park?" And then we're someplace else, holding hands and walking outside along a broad, grassy path with a great number of other people. We trudge past a flooded parking lot and the steel-toed boots I'm apparently wearing are soaked through. I'm annoyed at first, then remember that I can just fix it -- I do.

After walking for a long while, we get to a playground. The playground is a sort of cross between a playground and a petting zoo because all sorts of little animals like sheep and pigs are playing on the equipment as well, mingling with the kids. Our two kids (who weren't in the scene before) streak past us and join in the playing. My oldest son E sort of sits on another boy and I cringe, worrying that there might be some sort of confrontation. All is well, though, and everyone plays happily.

We do this for a while and then wander various paths in the park, the kids coming and going. There's an indoor scene as well where our son E gets to take a class and writes on the blackboard (something he can't do all that well IWL yet.)

Eventually we return home and put E to bed, except he's sleeping in a crib for some reason now. I'm happy, the way I feel after a great day out with the family. I keep looking at my hands as we put him to bed, reminding myself that I'm dreaming. Each time I do, I seem to grow an extra finger. The extra fingers even work pretty well although it seems to take extra special effort to move the "new" fingers vs. the old ones. By the end, my right hand has nine fingers.

As we leave his room, I show my freaky alien-looking hand to Wife and she laughs, saying, "That's awesome." I laugh too, peeling the extra fingers off like a glove and tossing it into the corner of a room where it lands with a rubbery thump. The fingers transform into a brightly-colored kerchief.

I say, "You know, I wish you felt differently about lucid dreaming." (IWL, Wife expressed that she thinks lucid dreaming is pretty much a waste of time.)

"I love that you have these dreams," she says, smiling.

I'm confused. "But you pretty much told me that this was a waste of time." She looks away, her smile fading. Then it hits me how caught up I am in confusing fantasy and reality, even while lucid. "Sorry. I forgot. Here and now."

She smiles again and turns to leave the room. I check her out as she's walking away. "Not gonna happen..." she says, without turning around, and bounds out of the room. I follow as the dream fades...

Messed up my sleep schedule again. The only note I put in my notepad this time was "sleepy", this is how I felt, and was in very deep sleep most of the time. Though I have little memory of my dreams, I feel well rested.

Dream1: I am in a library, trying to find a place to sleep. I have my blanket with me and am getting really comfortable, when the guy working there comes and tells me to go away...Later I go out and find myself in some unknown city, it has been a year since a famous fireman has died and there is some kind of commemorative parade on the streets.

Fragment2: I am with my friends and am looking at a park, the whole thing represents some kind of fairy tale story, where the park is some kind of far off land jungle?

(...) I had fallen asleep at a train station in the dream and when I wake up I am somewhere else and the first person I see to my left is my guru. He is in some sort of public appearance... It is still fuzzy to me what is going on. Or eyes cross but I can't tell if he recognizes me. I look to my right and there is an entourage of lamas and monks. Then he gets up and everybody else does the same. He moves towards me and says "Hi (my name)! I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?". "Oh, you remember me!", "Off course, silly." Then he puts his right hand over my right shoulder and grabs my left wrist with his left hand and walks with me for a while. I feel his warmth and notice my icy hands. While he is asking me questions I cannot help to feel extremely hot and cold at the same time. At first I ignore, but it becomes so extreme I cannot continue the conversation and I wake up . My body is icy cold, but I am completely drenched in sweat.

(...) I am walking through a park when some guy asks me to take pictures of him doing kung fu poses to send to his friends back home. I agree and then three more people join him, apparently part of the same tour group, making poses for the pics. I relish their skills and they introduce me to their master. It's an extremely amiable old chinese man. I tell him I am now learning martial arts in real life, but kenpo not kung fu. He says that's nice and offers to teach me some signature moves from his school. He demonstrates as he attacks me, but he is kind enough to do it gently and instead of hitting me full force he says "bam, now I hit you in the head.", etc. Unlike the kung fu fights I was used to play in my dreams, now the fights feel extremely realistic. Then he asks me to attack him and show what I know. I feel a bit embarassed, but instinctively apply a series of kicks and punches which he defends with ease. He looks amused at my inexperience but not so much with the last kick, which actually surprises him. He says he wasn't expecting that, since it is a more advanced move. I said I had learned it already and then he exchanges some remarks with another chinese guy. He says that they know the move but teach a version of it to only the more advanced students."

#1
My little brother and I are at a state park looking at the snake exhibit the snakes are somehow odd looking, and my bro is talking loudly about the colors of their scales. (something he would do irl) then they act angry and agressive.

suddenly I am in an episode of Naruto and the young team Kakashi (before sasuke defected) are confronting Orochimaru. everything goes dark and all i can see is someone is swinging a shiny blade on a string, then the light is back and everyone is a puppet. they fall and break, then I woke up.

Causes: I am working on an eagle scout project at a state park. The second part is probably because Orochimaru often attacks with snakes.

This is the only part I can remember after waking up from it a few hours ago.

Me, my sister, and my mother were stuck in one of the most dangerous countries in the world, Mexico. It was getting dark and we had to find a home quick or we won't even be able to make it through the night.

The sun slowly begin disappearing and before we could get anywhere it was nearly the darkest. I didn't know what we would do, if we didn't find a safe place to reside in for the night we were bound to die. Though it actually never happened but it's a thought that I kept in my mind.

We were starting to get worried, especially when we were together. There was absolutely nothing else we could do but face death. My mother suggested we find a spot somewhere in the park to stay for the night but we already knew we wouldn't last.

There was a guy who suddenly came around a fence in front of the park we were facing, he tells us, including himself, to end our lives already. If we're gonna do it we should do it now. I was worried about it all and even now, I'm thinking about how sad it is for my mom to have been going through this with us. There was no father at the time, we were alone.

The time is late spring and for some people that means it's time to look for colleges. I'm not one of those people. That doesn't stop me though. Why? To this day I'm still not quite sure. It's one of those days where things just happen - no reason. The sun is shining and the flowers are budding. You're just there.

The area seems oddly reminiscent of my elementary school. Or was it? The walls of the courtyard are overgrown with vines. The grass hasn't been mowed in a long time. A stillness in the air creeps down my spine.

Mel, Trav, and I walk. Leaves glide through the air in slow motion. Then we see it.

A bear, dead ahead. Standing right up on its hind legs, glaring straight at our faces. It doesn't phase us too much, however, and Trav continues to push Mel and I on the tire swing of the largest tree in the courtyard. It's a wonder, extending what appears to be miles up into the air. Then the bear begins its approach.

I'm standing face to face with it now. It still has yet to make a move so I take the initiative and make it first. I kick the bear right in the face with the force of ten Optimus Primes.

Shit. Did not know I had that in me. Fuck, that bear is pissed off now.

>:O

That's my illustration of its expression. The sound that came out of its mouth sounded something like my dad sleeping after a night of Taco Bell. Except with artillery involved somewhere in the mix.

The bear roars right at Mel, sending a stream of bear phlegm all down her face. She doesn't scream. Damn, girl's got balls. But she does run (probably a wise decision). We run like fucking hell. Like the devil is chasing us. Or a fucking bear.

We arrive at the parking lot of the highschool, the bear tailing not far behind us. Everyone rolling blading in the parking lot notices the bear. Panic ensues. So I get Mel into the lobby.

The principle walks in and sits down at the table. I look up from my art project and notice how much he looks like the dean from Community.

"You know you really look a lot like that dean from Community."
"Is that so?"

A knock on the door.

"Matt, your documentation is ready."

Weird. What the fuck am I doing back at the highschool. Didn't I graduate college? Fuck these documents. I'm in trouble...

"Matt, it's been a long time! How are you?"

I look to my left and see Mr. Morgan, my 9th grade art teacher. With him is Mrs. Perry. We make small talk. Turns out Mr. Morgan and Mrs. Perry are married now. Whoop dee doo. I find it weird when teachers marry other teachers. Well not necessarily weird. Apes marry other apes after all. And clown fish marry other clown fish. Tree stars marry other tree stars. Wait, do they?

Who the fuck is Mrs. Perry?

The teachers and Mr. ...? Whoever he is, he's the guy who tried to get me to read a book on ethnic diversity senior year for making jewish jokes during class. But then he decided that was a fucking retarded idea and committed himself to a mental institution highschool

Anyway, that guy is trying to keep everyone in the lobby calm and the guards aren't letting anyone outside. Too dark to tell what's out there. Gotta wait I guess. Oh well, rules are rules.

Hisssssss.. CRACCCK. SLEEEUAAGRGGG

The FUCK? Great. Some weird fucking creatures are outside now. I hate it when this happens. Now I'm gonna have to wait the amount of time it takes Oprah Winfrey to lose fifty pounds until I can get home.

Fuck this. I'm not waiting. You know what? I never pulled the fire alarm during highschool. This seems like as good a time as any.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEE

Huh. I guess weird slithering creatures with that look like they have leprosy hate the sound of fire alarms. Awesome.

So Mel and I leave. I'm walking her home through the neighborhood now when I notice she's not by my side anymore.

"Mel?"

Now that I think of it, there aren't ANY people around. Is this one of those Twilight Zone episodes where I've been transported to another planet by aliens or something? Because that would be cool, but the problem with that is they never seem to give you any music either. It's always so goddam quiet in those episodes. Wtf is with aliens and their opposition to music?

I look back and notice the road is gone. 100% total dead end. Well that's confusing.

Woosh.

I turn back around and a hagrid old lady in black robes and large pointy hat stands in front of me. Great, wicked witch of the west imitators. Of all places why did the aliens have to drop me on Hollywood blvd? Then she rambles on about some shit how if I ever want everything back to normal I have to do some weird shit for her. I don't know what it was. I tend not to listen to people dressed as witches in the middle of a suburban New Jersey neighborhood. Especially when they're holding a broom that looks like a vacuum cleaner.

Oh and she says something about people's lives being at stake.

I'm not the biggest fan of people messing with me every since the new england clam chowder prank in elementary school so this kind of pisses me off. I tell her I'll do her thing though. Whatever that is. Hmm, maybe I should have listened to her. I hope pleasuring her isn't involved or something like that..

Regardless, Mel is gone and I have to help her.

Either way, I'm not sure what I really did, but everyone reappears and the road is back to normal. Now this lady witch person is ANGRY. I mean like Stewie-being-put-in-a-high-chair-and-having-his-bazooka-taken-away - angry.

Shut the fuck up.

I punch her in the face. Damn, there's that Optimus Prime force again. I gotta figure out how I'm doing that. Punching witches is strangely satisfying.

Mel and I continue our walk home and she doesn't seem to remember a thing that happened.


Funny how the people close to you never realize how much you do actually care and how much you go through to keep them safe.

Even if it all was just a dream.

The first dream I had was circled on a park, nearly like a Jurassic Park of modern times sans dinos. Families from all over came with survival possessions, their family, pets, and anything else they thought they needed. I wasn't conscious of the end point of this park, what was the point; however, I was well aware that this park was a kill or be killed kind of park. We needed to be the last family standing, by any means necessary. In this kind of primal world, my family chose to bring ourselves, the dogs, and our cars, which weren't really our cars...

I don't remember much of this one, but some parts I do remember were quite vivid. It was a lush forest with plants that grew too high to be natural. The air was fresh and crisp, yet there was always a sense of tension, a sense of someone watching you from the shadows. We were taking a short break by a beautiful park when we came across another family. Nothing was said, but we immediately started attacking each other. After an unsuccessful few minutes, the other family decided to get in their car and speed away, making me miss some poorly thrown javelins by me. We decided to get in our car and go after them, but before we set off, my mother suggested putting one of the cars inside the other (we apparently had come with two cars...or the other was simply procured magically). I don't know how, but one of the cars fit inside the other, and we were fussing about which car had to have its windows down so that we could have access to the windows in general. While my mother and I were getting the window situation squared away, my father was looking and calling for my dogs, not quite sure of where they went. My mother kept telling him they were inside the car(s), and I realised they had both magically fit on the floor of the back row with plenty of room to walk around and lay down and things...these dogs can't remotely do that with our cars, they're far too large an animal for a space that's kinda tight. It was then I rethought the absurdity of this proposition, and then it got me thinking about the impossible nature of me having a javelin in the first place to throw, and finally settled on the fact that cars can magically fit inside each other and be fully operational. I came to these conclusions rather quickly and my dreamworld collapsed; then I woke up.

I was awake for a while and then went back to sleep; sadly, I did not remember any more dreams

I'd have to say I had maybe like 5 different dreams tonight, since the order is beyond me, I can only guess it went like this:
Lucid Dream, False Awakening in a Mall, Roberto driving, Garrysmod, and a getting caught with Salvia Divinorum by my mom.

The Lucid dream stated like this. I was outside, in a somewhat open park area. There was a street light near by, a tree, a curb leading to a road, and buildings in the distance. I was doing a general nothing-ness, and the reality of this struck me, and I so non-chalantly came to the realization I was actually dreaming, and I felt like I should start actually practice flying, so I did. Instead of running, and jumping, I laid down, on my back, and focused on upward movement. First couple seconds, nothing, but slowly, I started moving, and I continued to focus, reinforcing the fact that in a dream, I am only limited by myself, and moved faster and faster, till I was actually about 4-6 feet off the ground, and gaining! I re-positioned my body, and began Superman-ning through the dreamworld, up, up up up into the air, and I didn't really pay attention, but did realize buildings, trees, and other things were getting smaller, farther away, as I headed towards the clouds above, in the classic SuperMan pose. (One Arm in a Fist pointing extended forward) I rounded out once I came to the 'cloud line' and went straight, thinking "I could go ANYWHERE in the world!" and looking back at it now, I should've visited Maria in her Dreams, but oh well. I considered my freedom, but instead decided to just fly towards the nearest buildings, into the town, passing entire blocks and busy commerce. Basically this for awhile.

Then a false awakening, I was in a mall with Roberto, and Lexi and her 'dad' was there too, and I went to tell Lexi about how I just had a Lucid dream. Either me, or Roberto, or for some reason, my mom, said something to Lexi's dad, that he got mad at us, demanded Lexi that we leave, as if we were all a group, so we all head outside of the mall, and to the parking lot, where Roberto had his car right near the door. Lexi's dad asked "Well, are we leaving or what?" and I was confused, Roberto said "yeah get in" and I tapped his shoulder, whispering him the reminder that they didn't come with us, and they have there own car. We both got it, and Lexi and her Dad stood around, also realizing they had a car, so it was somewhat of an Awkward moment!

Once we were off driving, we found ourselves in a giant circle, with giant 2, 3 story houses, some with Christmas lights, since it was night time, and the circle was very hilly, and at the end of it, we were climbing up, then rolled down, and I think we came a little close to crashing cause he was talking to me distracted. either way we got out of the neighborhood.

I arrived to a place, where Roberto showed me a 'game' except it was Garrysmod, and a part of me was like "OMG YOU PLAY GARRYSMOD????" But what I showed was no surprised look, so I told him "Yeah man, that's Garry's Mod, I used to play that all the time" which is an understatement, seeing how i've racked up about 2500+ hours on that game. Soon, I became a character in Garrysmod, in some $$ level Residential neighborhood, where the players we boarding up the walls of the houses with props. I met with Takaishi, an old friend from my Garry's mod days, and had some fun!

In this world, which slowly morphed into everyday reality, I got a hold of a small Mason Jar of Saliva Divinorum. It was an extract, and I remember when I had it, it also came with a large orange capsule that could fit the Mason Jar, plus about 15 packets of Saliva Mix that you could pour in water, like Crystal Light. I opened the Mason Jar, and gave it a good sniff, and immediately got very tripped out, euphoric, and trippy. My mom suddenly appeared, and took it away from me, but luckily I had two packets in my pocket, but I got mad at her since I paid like $100 dollars on it, and she wanted to flush it down the toilet. The dream ended as I was on the search for where she hid it in the Garry'smod house I was still in/mall

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Had a nice sense of freedom in this one, which left me feeling liberated enough to do Basic Task of the Month. This one was light and fun the entire way through, and even my flight malfunctions didn't get me too upset.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #55: Number Games and Ninja

Wife and I are seated on the floor with a dozen or so small children. The kids are probably 5 or 6 years old, but for some reason we're all taking a Japanese class together. We're working on a craft project while some unseen teacher barks simple instructions which Wife and all of the little kids easily follow. Not me, though. I'm fumbling around trying to glue something onto a paper plate and looking like quite the idiot.

The kids titter at my ineptitude. Wife shoots me a look of disbelief. The unseen teacher bellows more instructions and again I'm the only one who's not getting it. It's all really embarrassing and I think, "Well, I'd better hope this is all a dream. Because otherwise, this is humiliating." I use the nose pinch RC and become lucid.

Wife seems to have vanished, so I walk out of the room while the class continues to work. I seem to be in some kind of apartment, and I turn down a short hallway into a semi-dark, rather sparse bedroom. My friend "Leroy" is wandering around in here and I say, "Hey, [Leroy]! It's another lucid dream!" He ignores me, though, and seems to be looking for something.

A large window overlooks a nighttime city scene. It looks like we're about 10 stories up. I phase through the glass and step out onto a ledge, preparing to fly. I leap away from the building, ready to take to the sky... and give a little yelp as I plummet to the street below. I land pretty softly, narrowly missing a parked car. I relax my mind for a moment and then take to the air again.

I'm flying over a huge, grassy field that I think is supposed to be this city's equivalent of Central Park. The grass is short and extremely well-manicured. Golf course grass. Even though it's night, the park itself is strangely well-lit, and a few DCs are wandering through it. I see a couple of fancy archways and a miniature replica of the Arc de Triomphe.

Most interestingly of all, I see a ninja crouched behind a boulder, hiding in the shadows. Perhaps another forty feet away, there's an Imperial Stormtrooper and a man dressed like a World War I-era pilot searching carefully around the park, presumably looking for the ninja.

I remember the Task of the Month -- have a DC guess a number between 1 and 100. I swoop down to where the ninja is hiding and say, "Hey! I'm thinking of a number from 1 to 100. Guess what it is." The ninja seems horrified to see me. He presses his palms to the sides of his head, in disbelief that I would so bumblingly blow his cover. He points excitedly behind me at the Stormtrooper and the pilot. Guess they really are looking for him. "Oh, I see!" I tell him. "Sorry about that. Let me ask them instead."

I'm worried that the Stormtrooper will sound too garbled, so I address the World War I-era pilot. "Hey! I'm thinking of a number from 1 to 100. What is it?"

He thinks for a moment. "22?"

It occurs to me that I didn't actually think of a number from 1 to 100. I feel like a bit of a dummy. Okay, 38. 38 38 38. "Hey, man, sorry about that. I forgot to think of a number before I asked. Will you guess again?"

He pauses. Then a slightly sheepish guess of "Uh... 23?"

"No, but that's okay. Thanks!" The pilot and the Stormtrooper move toward the boulder, but I see that the ninja is long gone. The Stormtrooper growls something angry and garbled and I think how glad I am that I didn't try to play the guessing game with him.

I wander the park a bit more. The sun has apparently started to rise because it looks like early morning now. The number of DCs has picked up. I know that there's something I should be doing in New York, but I can't remember the task. (Task I was trying to think of: Transform into King Kong, climb the Empire State Building, and battle the military.) I think it's Task of the Year, but I incorrectly believe that there's something I should be doing in Central Park. I turn a corner past a food vendor, and rub my hands together. It doesn't feel as real as I'd expect. Things feel like they're slipping and I wake up.

Note: First off, I’ve written this dream down before, but the file was lost somehow! Exact times and details may be off, but I can still recall parts of the dream so I will start from there.

Date: 1-8-2013
Time ~5:30am

I was walking with Greg down a path. It was a wide sidewalk that went on for about a mile and then curved to the right. It looked like there was an ocean around where the path curved.
It was surrounded by trees and forestry. Me and Greg were walking and talking while preparing to smoke. We talked about how we used to do this all the time. I said something too loud and Greg scolded me. I looked to the right and instead of forest it became a park.
The park had a hill in the middle of it and a skinnier sidewalk went through it. We were instantly at the top as Greg was talking about how we used to ‘push and play’. He was smoking what looked like a ‘little cigar’, but I knew it was a blunt. It went out while we were at the top and I asked him if it was out. Of course, he said yes. I began to wake up at this point.