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Kicking Footy With Elite Movement
I was in narrow park kicking a footy. I booted the ball pretty far for my ability. I see some people now and then. I boot the ball and it goes through into someone's property. They had broken fence, which allowed the ball the go in. I go into the property and see that it's a car mechanics. Some of the workers come out to see what came into their yard. I tell them it was an accident and they're cool with that. They fetch my ball and I'm on my way. I use 2 trees as goals, and I'm on quite the angle. I kick and miss the goals. I start using my agility which is at an elite level. I'm moving quickly and very responsive. I even do the spin that would break a tackle.

Party With Kokinarkis
I'm at a shopping market where I see a vision of a prank someone was using. They would throw an item just In front of them which would make them fumble and fall over. I do the same thing, and throw some items. Someone looks to have knocked themselves out. I have something in my hand that I want to discard. I reach the checkout and security has put out cinema strapping to keep the line together. I duck under it. I tell them I don't want my items.

I at house which looks familiar, maybe old house. There's a bit of party going on. I see kokinarkis with that Hayley Fits. He's looking to hook up with her. Kok is given a present from one of the tennis greats. Kok tries guessing, thinking maybe it's similar to what myself and Kyrios got. I can see a inventory menu come up at the bottom of the vision. It has the item that was given to me and Ky. I check out Kok's present which ended up being a cooler for beverages. It was a bit bigger then a microwave. I put my hand in and feel the coolness. Kok is kissing Hayley at this point and I leave them be on the bed. The cooler looks bigger in the pic, and different looking. I hear someone say if u leave the party, u can't get back in.

Dream Fragments
I've reached a dead end. I'm looking over a cliff basically

#454 - DILD - 4:03AM

I am out of town with my brother hanging out in a mechanic’s shop. We are good friend's with the owner and I see some one has an open beer sitting out. The own comes into the room and seems very drunk so we all start drinking. Some kid's join in but they take it way too far. A teenage girl and boy take turn shot-gunning can's of beer and one spills a lot. The boy takes a swim in the puddle of beer.

Our wife's stop in and want us all to go out. I tell them we already went bowling, but I'd be willing to go out again. I am surprised that no one seems to care about the teenagers staggering around drunk. I lay at them because they only drank three beers and they are totally wasted.

I leave to meet everyone wherever we are going and stop at a fast food restaurant. My old friend Carrie is working there and she seems a little annoyed to see me. I feel awkward and dismiss myself to the restroom. I notice the restroom is very small and only has space for one urinal. I pee then take a look in the mirror. I am shocked that my hair is completely shave off. I look really good bald, but miss my hair. I wonder if someone shaved my hair when I was drunk, but I don't see how I wouldn't know. Suddenly, it dawns on me and I say to my mirror DC, "I am dreaming!" I watch my reflection spin around as my hair now looks longer in places and with bald patches. I stare amused at this until I wake up.

It was dark, cold winter night. Street lamps gave only dim and weak light. I left a tall building where people were gathered, there was probably a party. I moved through the darkness, walking down some kind of stairs and leaving roadsign that I couldn't read for some reason.

I finally reached road that is better lit, and stood near a building with walls covered with brown plates. There was a plaque with 9-13 carved on it. I thought if this is the right place, or should I got somewhere else. I decided to cross the road. I heard a couple walking through park, laughing. I thought "Wait, I should go back to the plaque."

I went back, and looked at it again. Still 9-13. I looked for the door, and found it in darkness, and moved up the dark stairwell. I finally found my room, and entered it. This was the only well lit place. I saw that I live with three another dudes, two of them I can't quite recall. The third one had short dark hair, gray sweatshirt and jeans trousers.

I sat down on a sofa, and then someone entered the room. It was a man in his late forties. He asked us if we have a TV, which we replied that don't. He said that if we want to watch TV, we should go to local meeting hall.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream - Surrounded by Friends
This was a pretty nice dream... I lived next door to a friend and he was having a party or something, he seemed to have them all the time and I didn't always go I think. They order pizza a lot too, I was surprised how the pizza man had never accidentally come to my door because of the way our houses were, they were pretty much conjoined with a single shared gate and no driveway. The gate was part of a brown picket fence and the pathway leading from it split in two towards our doors. I went out to join the party, it was like I was finally rejoining them though, as if I had isolated myself for a long time and wasn't used to the atmosphere. Someone yelled that he was taking a picture and everyone got together, I recognized a lot of friends and among them was an old friend called Aaron. Aaron and I had been friends since we were 2, but he moved away and we fell out of touch after a couple years, but it was a really nice dream, like we had done a full circle.

At a Bar/Halloween Monster Attack!

I am at a bar with my father and wife. I get in line for drinks, and comment how amazing long the line is. My wife goes off to mingle, and repeatedly brings me drinks, despite the fact that I am waiting in line for drinks. I warn her that I will be drunk if she brings me many more, and jokingly act intoxicated. This makes the woman in front of me laugh and we start talking, she is a very attractive brunette with shoulder length hair and green eyes, mid 30's by appearance. She asks me "What do you do?" I explain my job to her and ask her what she does. She tells me about some outdoor adventure camp she works at. My wife comes back and we all leave the bar, but now my father has become a generic dude and the woman just kind of vanishes. We step outside into the parking lot, it is nighttime and there are various people in what appear to be halloween costumes walking around. I see our truck, it is a white silverado, and we start to walk towards it, the generic dude with us gets in first. I look off to the right and see a guy jokingly lay down on what appears to be a prop grave. He says "hey, look at this!" and laughs to his friends. Zombie like hands pop out of the piled dirt and start to drag him down, he screams and I realize all of the monsters wandering around are real! I open the door to the truck and in the driver seat is an ugly woman, she has eaten the generic dude and all that remains is a purple bag of goo. I yell at her and push her out of the truck and slide over into the driver's seat. I lean out of the door and yell to my wife "get the fuck into the car....now!!! we have to get out of here!!"

LD #37 Party Time!

I am at a party, and walking into the kitchen I pass a man leaning against the doorway, I pass him and turn around, and instantly know I am dreaming. I say aloud "I am dreaming, this is a dream!" I walk out into the other room and see a young man standing in the middle of the room, I narrate "I am going to slap his face." My narration comes out a beautiful, perfect pitch falsetto singing. I approach the man and slap his face 3 times, he just stares at me blankly. I look around the room and marvel at the perfect, crisp detail. I look at some beautifully carved chairs, there is a full set of 4 around a dark wood table. I think how amazing and realistic they look. I remember "this is a perfect rendition of my aunt's living room" (this is a false memory, although there is some resemblance) I turn around and continue to sing "I am going to walk through this wall and appear in another place!" I confidently push through the wall on my right and cleanly pass right through. I appear in a galley kitchen. The floor is white tile and the ceiling is low and there are fluorescent lights in the middle of the ceiling. The walls are light blue with white trim near the floor. I walk through this room and into another living room type area. I decide I am going to take a psychedelic substance (Harvard dream researcher Alan Hobson mentions this in his book and I thought it interesting) I find a candy dish and intend it to be psychedelic candy. I pick up a piece, knocking several on the floor in the process. The candy is white and red peppermint. I unwrap it and it turns blue in my hands. I put it in my mouth and swallow it, no taste. I walk around singing "the visuals will start soon, I have taken psychedelic candy", again in a beautiful, perfect voice. I walk out into another room and marvel at the perfectly detailed rock wall, thinking again "this is so vivid and realistic!!" I look and see a group of guys sitting and playing cards at a round white table. I decide that I will roundhouse kick the man nearest me. He is wearing all black, with a black "mugger hat", and impossibly dark stubble on this face. As I get ready to kick him he stands up and walks away. I notice the environment has faded and is "shaky" I start to rub my hands together, but the dream fades and I wake up.

This was my longest and most vivid LD yet, surprising in light of my recent slump.

I was in a mall, looking at the stores along the corridor. There were restos, offices, and an art room. I went into the art room, looking for someone. It was supposed to be an office of a friend, but she wasn't there. The color theme seems to be light green. I also thought there's a hidden doorway there.

I took a jeep going... somewhere. I was following the lead of another person I don't know. He went down, and I went down, but I have no idea where we were. I started walking in a direction that I thought was correct. The place is reminiscent of the area near Dimasalang in Sampaloc.

I was in a park party with co-workers. I was walking around. I was thinking of talking about important matters.

I was watching Mario jump around, and there's a spiny fish that always annoyed me. I thought that Yoshi should be able to eat it. I also thought about how easy it is now to finish the game, unlike before.

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Notes:

- Slept at around 2 a.m. Woke up to alarm at 8 a.m., but stood up at 8:30 a.m.
- Listened to Sam Harris audio on meditation upon sleeping.

Road to nowhere

It was friday evening. Full moon made it a bright night, it was cold. I was in a big city with a group of people. We were going to a party, but we stopped near a river that splitted the city in two parts. We looked at the people partying in a building on the other side.

I watched the group of people, for some reason I thought that they were my friends. I looked at the group I was with. One person took my attention. It was a blonde, tall and pretty girl. She asked me something, and then a man from the other side of river wanted to impress her, and showed her his musculature.

I laughed from him, though the girl seemed annoyed from my reaction. Suddenly an enormous fish flewn from the sky. The was a woman standing on it, and another fish flewn from the other side. There was some kind of a celebrity flying on that fish.

The first woman, a tall brunette in her twenties said "I'm going to meet that celebrity!" Someone from the croud that quickly gathered there shouted "But you don't even like her!" She replied "So what?" Suddenly another flying fish appeared, with a man on it. This was a spectacular proposal. In the mid air, he asked if she'll marry him, to what she replied yes.

Then they sat on one of the fishes and flewn away to the moon. I looked at the abandoned fish, flying to the water. Suddenly I realised that it's flat. I laughed again, saying "It's just a cardboard!" This annoyed the crowd.

I decided to go away. I went to a road going nowhere. I walked along the roadside. The time changed. It was warm, sunny morning. There was an old man following me all the way. He was wearing a grey sailor suit. We just walked silently.

I looked at the vegetation. It was getting thicker along the way. I looked to the left, and saw glorious mountain range. Grass covered it to the peak. I looked on the right, and saw a temperate forest. There was a jungle near the forest, and a desert in front of my way.

When the vegetation become really thick, I went on the road, but stopped for a while. The was a huge raspberry bush in the middle of the road. I looked closly to it, and saw that there were red, yellow and black raspberries. I wanted to take some, but I saw a spider web between it's branches.

Lots of recall from this morning (or rather, last night)! Remembered two separate dreams. The first one was one I recalled upon waking up in the middle of the night, so the details didn't come back to me as clearly as they did the second one.

I went about my daily business at a new company for work. Only, this wasn't just your average job. The workplace was also a school. I frequently went with my coworker from real life, and we went about our daily grind. At some point this part is just a fragment for me I ended up playing a hyper-advanced version of a PS2. After doing some more work, it then occurred to me that somebody was behind me. Somebody with sinister intentions. They ended up holding a cloth to my mouth and wrapping their arms around me so that I couldn't escape. I had been drugged.
And with THAT really unnerving ending, that's all I can remember from the first dream. Not a whole lot, but something nonetheless.
Now for the SECOND dream, which I remembered upon waking up for good. This one was quite longer, and more vivid.
I had bought a fancy new apartment for myself, and was looking after my dog Jesse one bright morning. Jesse ended up peeing all over the place (which is what he does in real life). :canislucidus:
I tried bringing him downstairs to a safer area to pee, but my girlfriend and her mom disapproved of it, and scolded me extremely badly, almost to the point of insulting. I felt extremely bad, and for some silly reason that I assume only goes by dream logic, Stephen Hawking was nearby while they scolded me, and he was smiling a big smile and ramming into me with his wheelchair. ...make of that what you guys will.
But I digress, after they scolded me, I screamed really loudly out of frustration.
Soon after, all of us went to a concert hall, where the DJ and producer was none other than my Japanese teacher! This brought up my mood quite a bit, and we caught up for a while. He then let me take control of the stage, as a play was going on (though I don't remember what it was). I messed around with the lights, and background music, amusing myself for a while.
And finally, after THAT was done, my teacher, girlfriend, and her mom all went with me to this little girl's house for her birthday party. Oddly, I didn't recognize this girl from anybody I know IRL, yet I treated her like a little sister.
My girlfriend's uncle was at the party too, scoffing at people getting references wrong. Scarily enough, just like the ending of the last dream, this one ended with a bit of an unsettling note, as news got around about a killer on the loose while we were singing happy birthday, of all things.

I was at a party at my parents' house. Numerous friends from my past were there, but I was too awkward to talk with any of them. When I woke up from that dream, I was determined to work on my anxiety issues, so I stayed still and waited for another dream to start.

I could see one of my old friends from middle school, Eric. I tried to talk with him but the dream hadn't fully formed yet. I waited a little longer and I noticed that I was in a pink bedroom - it reminded me of a bedroom that I once saw at a party in France. I looked around for Eric but I couldn't see him anywhere, so I decided to go find random people to talk with.

I wandered out of the room and into what appeared to be an apartment complex. There were random people walking all over the place, it was QUITE busy, I guess there was a party going on somewhere. I started talking to random DCs, having conversations with them and working through the discomfort. The more I did it, the more comfortable I felt. One of the DCs that I talked with was this woman that was going to her apartment with her dog, she had vivid green eyes, dark skin, and light brown hair. I talked with her for a couple minutes and she invited me into her apartment where she was having a party. She introduced me to her girlfriend and I told them both how beautiful I thought they were, they thought I was gay.

I walked around for a few minutes, exploring their apartment. It looked like a pretty expensive place, they even had a fully stocked bar with a bartender that was making drinks for everybody. I was getting a little tired of practicing so I decided it was time to do some tasks! I remembered the pill/potion task first, so I walked up to the first DC I saw and started talking with him. He was a bit chubby and he looked like he had down syndrome. I asked him if he had the pill that I was looking for and he immediately took it out of his pocket and handed it to me. The pill was light green and had a four leaf clover on it. I looked around for some water because I was super thirsty, and I found a water bottle that had the words "Red or Blue" written on it (incubated by ~Dreamer~'s matrix pill dream). I swallowed the pill and chased it with some water, then the world around me immediately vanished/fell apart. I felt like I was falling through a black void. I appeared in my body, back on some bed. I couldn't move, feel, or interact with the body, it felt like I was just watching, completely detached from the world, acting purely as an observer. I could only hear a loud humming, it was very relaxing.

After a couple minutes of relaxing there, I remembered that I wanted to try another task. I made the body move like I was moving it with telekinesis, until I felt like I was actually in it. I left the room and there was absolute darkness. Rather than panicking, I remembered to try some tricks that I had heard about from CanisLucidus and a recent Thread on DV. First, I felt my face, I was looking for a cloth that was covering my eyes. I felt some goggles and pulled them off. I could see that I was in a hallway, but it was night time and very dark still. I felt around in my pocket for a flashlight and pulled one out. It wasn't that bright so I looked for a button on it that would make it even brighter. I pushed a button and it turned off, SHIT. I quickly pushed it again and it turned back on. I then began to wander around the halls. I remember the floor was hard and probably waxed, it reminded me of the kind of floor that I would see in a hospital. I searched these halls for what felt like 5 minutes before I found a room that had some sign of life in it. There was a security guard, reading a book while guarding a library. A few police in training immediately ran past me, pushing me out of the way. They were running up and down some stairs and doing laps inside of this building. I tried to freeze time, didn't work. I began slowly down time while imagining a clock that was ticking slower and slower. I started to hear the clock and everybody moved slower until they were all frozen in place. I moved a few of the guys into very sexual positions, it looked like they were having a full on man orgy by the time I was done. I made time go back to normal and they all collapsed into a pile where they awkwardly exchanged looks of horror with each other.

I was at my grandmothers sitting in a weird room with a couch. Everyone in my immediate family was there except my mom. We were wondering where she was when all of a sudden we found out she died. Then I was really sad. Then I must have had a slight FA or even a real awakening because I remember sitting in bed sad because of what had happened. Then she came to the couch and she was missing her legs, but seemed happy. Then I remember the dream changed to a different place. Then their was a party going on in some weird room at my grandmothers. It was a dark room with accent lighting, dark brown/black walls. There was chairs all around the room and in each of them was an adult. They sat there drinking beers. Then they started to go crazy. They said mean things to me and then I said something mean back to them and heard them laughing as I left the room. Then I was in another room I do not recall, one of the drunk adults came out of the room and then smashed his fist on my dads head. This scared the heck out of me and then sent an intense fear response in the dream, and I even felt it in real life.

What an odd dream. My attempt at WILD failed.

I was at my friend S's birthday party. I became lucid here and was trying to accomplish tasks.

S's dad was modeling the weapons that his comic characters use in his comic. He was really happy. Some of them even worked though.

I don't remember much of what I did though. I remember I was eating a lot of popcorn and pizza to stabilize. I ended up not accomplishing any tasks and having a false awakening.

I think my dad was there and he got mad for one reason or another.

I was playing chess with a DC for one reason or another. (Or at the very least setting the board up.)

...

Dang messed up recall. This is the next portion that I can remember and this is the end.

I manifest in the parking lot of my middle school, and I am already at a very high level of lucidity. I didn't have a car, but I found a metal ruler in the parking lot. I picked it up and felt it to stabilize.

I felt something calling me inside of my middle school. I generally have a very negative connotation with the place, and figured that the ruler might be useful as a weapon if I encounter some unfriendly characters in there.

I walk in. The front room looks like a diner with a big line. I have the inkling Manei might be around here somewhere. I look around and try to find her. I don't see her but I am approached by an old woman. She tells me to forgive her for it being so crowded in here, but that things have been busy lately.

I follow her into another room that looks like the school cafeteria where she asks me to sit down.

"Do you know what this place is? Do you know what goes on here?"

"Looks like an underfunded middle school, just like it always has..."

"This is a little more important. Do you know what happened in your past...

She talked for a little bit. She wasn't really making a lot of sense to me, it was all this spiritual stuff again. I remember still having the ruler on me at that point and feeling it to keep the dream going.

At one point, she got out a white binder and opened to a page. There was a sheet with 5 symbols in four rows next to blank boxes. She asked me to remember the very last symbol as it was important somehow to getting into another dream that I needed to have with the woman.

"Okay, Let me draw that so I can remember it."

I get a pen and paper and get ready to draw it (also perfect set-up for Bloblularwindmil's dare if I were thinking clearly.) But then I sneezed in the dream and woke up. I forgot the symbol.

Interpretations: More cryptic spiritual stuff. Great.

DJ Log: November 20, 2014 – 8:15PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: I came home from doing a training class and felt tired, so I took a nap. After this epicness, I will do this more often – hopefully without losing so much detail during logging.)

I am at wedding reception party with several friends and more. We're in a basement room of a building and it is well furnished. There are many sofas and lounges all around and, as usual, the party is divided into many smaller groups. I am toward the front of the room, hanging out with some of my familiar friends. We're drinking beer and taking turns playing music on the sound system. There is a CD player and my computer is set up with my entire /media/mp3 folder structure.

The music comes to an end and the announcer says that the newlyweds are going to enjoy a private kiss. I turn and look just as curtains are beginning to close around them. Deciding to be a smart ass, I get up and walk over to my computer and find my porn soundtrack collection and play the Debbie Does Dallas intro part. Strangely, that is not what plays. It is a rather chill drum-n-bass track, maybe something by LTJ Bukem that actually plays. I sit back down, confused as to why the computer played the wrong track, because I don't want anyone to peek out from behind the curtain and see that it was me that played it. I just sit there slightly annoyed as it plays out.

As I'm waiting for it to end, I sneak a cable into the sound mixer to my phone and turn up the channel. When the track ends, I open up Pandora on my phone and it comes up with a bunch of geometric shapes on the bottom line and a blank top line. I stare at it for a second, then drag one of the shapes from the bottom line to the top. Hard drum-n-bass suddenly starts playing loud. I drag another couple of shapes to the top like and find out that each symbol represents a loop of music as they are playing through and repeating. A couple of people get up and start dancing and are shortly followed by some others. One guy comes over and looks at my phone and says, “That's kinda cool, what is it?” I reply, “It was supposed to be Pandora, but they must have done something really weird on that last update.” I hand him the phone saying, “Here, you figure this mess out.”, then I get up.

I walk toward the back part of the room and see that the newlywed couple are still in the curtain area. I pass them and go to the back area where there are a lot of people who look like they are absolutely faced on E. I can feel the energy of them all and wander a bit until I find a guy who is as connected to sensation as I am. I walk toward him and look into his eyes as I lightly brush against his arm. He opens his eyes wide and stares at me, saying , “I felt that!”, followed by a big smile. I smile back at him as I move toward the end of the couch he is laying on. I turn and look down at him and he reaches up and grabs me by my hair and pulls me into a kiss. It's quite enjoyable for a moment before I suddenly wake up.

February 07, 2015

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Hooping

I was entering a sort of church with my mom and dad. It was in some foreign country, probably Germany or Austria. I knew in my dream that I had visited this church before, with Zukin, but she wasn't here this time. As we enter the first room, we spot Jeremy from Top Gear sitting in a chair at the far end of the room. He talks to us a little, but doesn't say much, and I can't remember what little we did talk about. I had the feeling I was a little scared of him, maybe it was more awe-struck. At the front end of the room, where we had entered, there was a table against the wall with two hoops on it. I had picked them up and was about to start hooping with one of them, when a young boy ran into the room and tackled me with a hug. We had met this boy last time we were here, and he said he had missed me. He asked where Zukin was, and I said she wasn't here this time. He then asked me to do that thing we had done last time. He meant a thing where Zukin holds a hoop in each hand and twirls them around. It's fascinating to watch and I've tried it before, it's pretty tricky to do. I told him, "It was Zukin who did that, I'm not very good at it." But he insisted, and handed me to lighter hoops than the ones I currently held. I gave in and attempted the trick. At first I was doing it all wrong, but I knew what I was doing wrong; my wrists were bending the wrong ways. I fixed it and was about to really get in a groove when I woke up.





ALL THE FOOD

When I fell back asleep, I entered back into the same dream (I was trying to enter it lucid, but it was a normal dream). The boy was gone, and Jeremy was also gone. My mom and dad and I went through the big double doors at the end of the room and entered another large room with tables all over the place. there were people all over, too, and it turned out it was a potluck day. I was excited for food, and realized I was ravenous. The back wall of the room had tables against it, covered with main dishes and sides. I got a plate with the best looking chicken I had ever seen, some pees, corn, and some bread and potatoes with gravy. I put my plate down next to where my mom was, to save a spot while I went to the dessert room. There was apparently a whole other room for desserts.

In that room, there were two or three tables all pushed together in the center, piled high with plates of cookies and brownies and cakes and whatever kind of dessert you could think of, basically. I walked around it once first, taking it all in and deciding what I would pick... There was a whole section of three or four different kinds of red velvet cookies. One of them was apparently red velvet but without the food coloring, and it had tiny chocolate chips sprinkled on the top of it. But I didn't get that one, I went for a more traditional red velvet cookie. I got two of those, and then I noticed a table at the corner of the room, and there was a bag on the table. The bag had two compartments; in one were smaller red velvet cookies with a weird looking frosting, and in the other were HUGE red velvet cookies with a delicious looking cream-cheese frosting or something. I took one of the big ones and put it on my plate. But now it was full, so I needed another (they were small plates).

I got another plate, and looked at the layered goodies. There was a piece the size of my hand of this layered fudge and chocolate and either coffee or peanut butter stuff... It looked delicious, but I assumed it was a tiramisu and I don't like those, so I left it. Next to it, though, was a foot-and-a-half tall layered thing of chocolate and fudge and vanilla and soft cakes and mints and it just looked so good. So I cut a super thin piece (maybe about half an inch thick, because it was so tall and I didn't need a shit ton of the stuff) and had to kind of scoop it out into a messy pile on my plate. I started from the top and scooped out 4-inch parts at a time because I was worried that if I just took it from the bottom, it would all topple and get all over the place.

I drab one more cookie, and then they announce that the food lines were going to close up pretty soon, so I left and found my spot next to mom. I realized I had forgotten the other plate, though, and tried to get back in. The door to the hallway leading to the dessert room was locked from my side, though. I waited for someone to come out, but no one was, so I knocked on the door. A young man peeked from around the corner (I was looking through the small gap between the double-doors, or there might have been a window in the door...) and tentatively opened the door for me. I thanked him with a hug, and went to find my other plate. It was on the table in the corner that had the bag on it. I grabbed it, went back to my seat

And then I started to eat. And oh my god, it was amazing. the chicken was the most flavorful and amazingly moist chicken I have ever had. I moved on to that layered thing, and it was so good. It's hard to describe what exactly it tasted like, but it was EXACTLY what I was craving (and am still craving right now). Like, think of your favorite childhood dessert, and it was that taste, pretty much.

I was sad to wake up from that dessert.





Romeo vs. Me: "Dueling"

When I fell back asleep, I dreamed I was in a car on the way to a small town in the mountains of Germany or Austria (there was a theme this night... I was thinking hard about castles and balls all day so I could increase my chances of remembering some tasks when I got lucid). We were almost there, I could tell, but there was still another mountain to get over first. Right now we were driving in a valley, with the mountain to our left and farms and scattered rural houses to our right... But the building were all torn down. It looked like there had been a tornado or some other really destructive storm... and so I was worried about the town we were headed for. I was hoping it was an isolated event and that everyone I knew in this small town was alright.

When we got to the town, I got out of the car and walked to the main town square. Someone was breathing fire (it was sunset, getting dark) and this was so fascinating but weird that I did a reality check... My left hand's middle and ring finger were kinda webbed-looking...

I was dreaming!

I looked around and started rubbing my hands together because my lucids have not lasted long lately... I felt the dream getting stronger, and I also took note of my surroundings. I remembered right away the challenge task for week two, and shot into the air to hover above the town square. I looked around the town for a castle that looked like it was having a party; it would probably be the Capulet's ball.

On the edge of town, on the hills leading to the mountains beyond, I saw what looked like a fancy villa or something, and there were lots of lights around it, lighting up the grounds and whatnot. I assumed this was the Capulet household, and was about to fly off toward it normally, when I remembered my last three-part task. I thought about how fast would count as "advanced" flying, and pretty much decided jet-speed would do. I'm not really sure that I did anything special, I just kinda expected to be going super fast, and I did. I shot off in a bee-line for the castle and was there in pretty much a second. It actually kinda reminded me of Lord of the Rings, when Sauron zooms in on things happening far away.

I land at the front door and because I am a Capulet, I just walk right in. I was greeted by a servant at the door, and handed something to drink. It was in a fancy glass and looked bubbly, so I downed it and continued into the main room. It was beautiful, really. There was the main floor, which was large, and then there were stairs on either side leading up to an upper balcony level where people were milling about and talking. I looked around, expecting to see Romeo. He was supposed to crash this party, yes? And then I thought, "My teammates and the other team should be here as well." So I called out the names I could remember: OneUp, Pickman, StaySharp, Spellbee, FryingMan. Five young men walked toward me from the crowds, and I asked who each of them were. "Which one of you is OneUp?" The one in the middle raised his hand. Though he also raised his hand when I asked who was StaySharp, and so it was a little bit confusing about which ones were which people (but my subC pretty humorously inserted clues about who was who). I eventually sorted it out, and grabbed OneUp (he had an arrow on his forehead, a little like Aang, but it pointed up, not down), Pickman (he had a flower sticking out of his head and wore an all red suit) and StaySharp (he was pretty nondescript), pulling them to my side. "You three are Capulets, right?" They nodded. "And you two are Montegues, correct?" I asked Spellbee (he was buzzing the whole time so I'm pretty sure that was him) and FryingMan (he actually had a frying pan on a rope around his neck). They nodded, too, and seemed troubled.

I was about to try to convert Spellbee and FryingMan, when Spellbee's buzzing got louder and he grabbed FryingMan's frying pan and tried to hit me with it. "Hey now. Be nice." I made the frying pan shrink so it was the size of a normal necklace now. "You two should totally join the Capulets. We have awesome parties." They both looked a little uncertain, so I kept going. "You will join the Capulets." I waved my hand, trying to use Jedi mind powers. They squirmed a little and then both said, "Okay," and stepped over to stand behind me. "Now let's find that Romeo guy." They agreed to help me find him.

I was walking around, expecting that I would bump into Romeo eventually, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw the Face. "Do you know where Romeo is?" I asked him. He just shrugged and took my hand, taking me to the balcony. "Wait, I have to find Romeo," I said. He looked back at me, oddly silent, and just giggled a little, then disappeared. I watched the DCs around me, wondering which one of them was Romeo. Then I heard someone (I think it was Spellbee) say, "Oh, Romeo," behind me, and I turned to see who he was talking to. The young man I assumed to be Romeo had black hair and wore a fancy outfit, but beyond that I don't remember much about his looks. I approached him and said, "You're Romeo, right?"

He looked at me, nodded, and said, "And who are you?" I told him I was Juliet (Romeo will obviously fall in love with Juliet), and he pretty much just leaves what he was doing, grabs my hand, and stands there holding my hand silently. It was like we were school kids playing date on the playground. I turned to him and said, "Romeo, do you love me?" He looked at me and smiled, nodding. "Don't you want to kiss me?" I asked, and he blushed, then carefully kissed me. Well, this should be enough for that task, right...? But I was also going to do the other option, which was to duel Romeo. "Romeo, I challenge you to a duel!" I said.

He perked up a bit, grabbed my hand and lead me to a door. The DVers I had found followed us, whooping and yelling encouragement to me. Then it turned into this really weird sex battle. Apparently that's what a duel means here. Romeo pushed me down onto a bed and tore off his own shirt, and one of the DVers yelled "BULLSHIT!" I decided to let this kind of duel continue, and pretty much flipped Romeo on his back so I was on top. I think that was how you won. So yeah. We "dueled" for a while and I'm pretty sure I won because I was on top at the end and my DV following was ecstatic and jumping around and hugging each other as if their team had just won the superbowl. I was barely lucid at this point, and then I woke up.

WTB 3am, woke just before 7:30am. Although I had set no alarm, it must have been intention that woke me, since I needed to take my car to the mechanic this morning, and 7:30 is when they open. So I drove in, did some grocery shopping across the street, and then walked back home since it's not too far. Returned to bed around 9am and focused intention to get lucid since I'd had such a good WBTB.

I was at a party in some guy's house. (The "party" theme must be WLR because last night I did the party scene in ME3, though none of the details were similar.) I was younger, maybe even a teenager—I think so, since the guy hosting the party was living with his parents—and wasn't really "me" in terms of identity. I was lounging on the floor with some other kids. A guy next to me joked with someone else about me taking my clothes off, and I reprimanded him sharply.

Vague scene change; it was the next day, and everyone else was gone, but I was still in the house—only now I didn't have my clothes. Obviously I needed to get them before I could leave, but this was complicated by the fact that the host's mother had come home, together with her young baby. I was sneaking around, hoping not to get caught, because I was afraid of how she would react if she found a nude girl in the house. I didn't recall doing anything inappropriate but she would naturally assume the worst.

I managed to sneak into the bathroom and thought that from there I could maybe call her from the door and make up some story about how I had taken a shower and now needed my clothes—though I worried that it might be hard to explain how my clothes had ended up in another room, and it didn't help that I wasn't exactly sure where they were. But my anxieties about this were resolved when I looked down and noticed that I was fully dressed after all. (Thanks, dream!)

Now my only challenge was sneaking out of the house. But the dream was even more obliging in that regard. The mother caught sight of me as soon as I entered the next room, and I was afraid that she would respond with horror and alarm at discovering a stranger in the house. Instead, she just called me over in a friendly way as though we were already well-acquainted and she expected me to be there. We went into her large walk-in closet, where she wanted my opinion on some clothes as she changed. She put on a lower garment that was made of two separately patterned pieces of cloth, one for each leg, that fit very loosely like Thai fisherman pants. Attached to the upper part was a horizontal band of cloth, at least six inches wide and several feet long, in a third contrasting color and pattern, that she could wrap around her waist to secure the garment. The cloth and patterns were lovely and I complemented it; she said that she had made it herself. Next, while she was putting on a top, I noticed how beautifully flat her stomach was in profile and complimented her on that as well. She laughed and said modestly that it had just looked that way because she had been holding her arms over her head.

After that she and her husband went out to an indoor mall and I tagged along. As I glanced around at the various shops, I reminded myself that since we were dreaming I should make sure to attempt one of the tasks, since it had apparently slipped my mind until that point. This made me wonder when I had first realized I was dreaming. I thought back and couldn't figure it out. In retrospect, I don't think I really was cognizant of the dream until that point, but at the time it felt much more ambiguous, like it had been a latent awareness all along. (I get this a lot—I think there is often a latent awareness of dreaming on some level, in which case lucidity requires becoming aware of the awareness!) That might explain why earlier the dream had soothed my anxieties rather than exploiting them, even though I hadn't been aware of directly controlling it.

I figured that since it was the New Year's holiday in the dream, it would be a great time to try the fireworks TOTM again, since there were bound to be fireworks tonight anyway. Again, it's hard to say if I had really "known" all along that it was the holiday, or if I had only just "realized" this when it was convenient to my goals. I was lucid enough to know that in WL it was much later in the month, but remembered it was still January at least... so close enough.

I walked back to the front doors of the mall, which were transparent glass, and looked out over the landscape. I didn't see any fireworks yet—it was dark out but it seemed like it was too early in the evening—and I hoped my intention could make some appear. I scanned the horizon but nothing manifested. I decided maybe it would be easier to spark them directly from my hand, so I turned around and started walking through the mall again, willing some kind of visual display to manifest from my palm. This should be easy, since in the past I've practiced summoning all the basic elements, and fireworks just seemed like a variation of this. But again, nothing happened.

I tried to figure out what the problem was, and wondered if maybe I was too distracted with the music. Here's another case where I can't say for sure when I started singing. Often I deliberately use music in dreams as a way to channel focus into particular tasks, a method that has worked very well in the past, but right now I felt like I was singing for sheer pleasure, and the music was of unearthly beauty. Now that I noticed it, I put aside my other goals for the moment to pay attention to what I was singing. I was using my voice, but there were no real words, just abstract vocalizations emerging spontaneously in a lovely, lilting melody. The most distinctive thing about it was that I was singing in harmony with myself, as though I had several different interweaving voices, at least three, maybe more. I've sung like this before in dreams and once again had to wonder: what does it mean? When the music manifests like this, so complex and ethereal, it feels like it has some primordial significance.

Most of my attention was now focused on the song, and nothing else seemed so important. I wanted to be in the open air, so I returned to the front doors of the mall and walked through them. I sang for a while longer, until the world around me faded in color and substance and I knew I was waking up. My first impulse was to grab my phone and try to record some of the melody as best I could before I lost it entirely. However, my phone seemed to be stuck on camera mode, and although I was insistently pressing the button and even trying to close the window manually by clicking in the upper right corner (a PC reflex, obviously this doesn't work on phones!), I couldn't get back to the main screen. Problems with tech like this are a dreamsign so I even wondered if this was an FA. However, my main concern right was to preserve any shred of the music intact, so I didn't want to distract myself with an RC, but tried to keep as much attention as possible on preserving the song.

Even though I now only had a single voice, I was surprised how easily and spontaneously the music was still flowing, and figured it was because I had just woken up and retained lingering traces of the dreamstate. More than traces, I realized, when I woke up again and knew that it been an FA after all. I once again reached for my phone and was gratified that I could now access the main screen. But I was still having difficulties: I looked through all my apps for the voice recorder and couldn't find it! I went back and forth from screen to screen, cycling through them all three or four times, and it was nowhere! I was forced to question if this was yet another FA, even though I was now sure that I recognized everything around me from waking life, and the dream memories and music were fading rapidly. In the past I've sometimes had trouble recognizing the voice app icon because it has such a bland appearance, but I had made a point of remembering that it resembled a microphone.

After taking more time and deliberately examining every icon on every screen, completely baffled by my inability to find it, the mystery was finally solved. I found it at the very end of all my apps, where I had placed it deliberately with the notion of making it easy to find, only I had misremembered its appearance: the last OS upgrade had completely changed the graphic to some wavy lines. It was too late to salvage the music. I tried to record the one line of melody that I could still vaguely recall, but it sounded completely wrong. I couldn't get my real voice to match the way the song sounded in my head, either in terms of the general register or even the specific notes.

It's been a while since I last posted any dreams and I regret that because I have been slowly losing recall and now only have fragments when I sleep now. I guess that is the consequence of stopping my dream journal out of nowhere. But I've decided to come back to it again with a new motivation and hopefully more maturity about that whole thing. I got slightly annoyed when I had one lucid dream and then nothing. But I realise now there is nothing I can do about that and hopefully I will persist more this time. Anyway, onto the dream!

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

I was on a pier with a couple of DC's and was looking over the side. The water was light blue in colour and I could see down to the sand below me. I was told by one of the DC's that there would be a party going on in one of the houses. I seemed like a really rich area as I could see some very swanky looking houses a couple of blocks away from the ocean itself. I started to follow the DC's up some small wodden stairs, blinked, and was instantly at the party. I saw J in the main dining room and went over to her, we chatted for a bit until a couple of my other friends showed up and took me a secluded room in the house. The only furniture it had was a dark wooden bed with blue covers, white pillows and an armrest. On the armrest were two phones, I assumed one was mine and one was J's (even though we dont have phones that look like that at all.) I grabbed J's phone for some reason and went on google, I could read the text wonderfully and I started to wonder what she would say if she saw me on her phone without permission. She then promptly walked through the door and started to yell at me before I woke up.

My first dream I've recorded of the year, not the greatest but it was a nice view at the very start. I'm hopefully gonna stick with it and have some more lucids as I keep going. The concept of this still really interests me as I watched a documentary saying we spend roughly 20 years asleep. Why not spend those 20 years having fun.

- Have my 2nd Lucid Dream.
- Have a conversation with a DC.
- Fly while Lucid.

Not many goals this time round. Those are the three that came to mind, I'll try to add more when I think of something that I fancy doing.