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D1 - I was writing a letter in an agreed code to the love of my life. I was communicating in the way we had agreed in a language only we understood. I was working away when somebody started nosing asking me what I was doing. Then there was someone else sending a letter, too her, a normal letter. I got annoyed that they were sending her things and started to question whether I was right or not.

D2 - Some dark dream about large enemies in a dark inky watery world. A struggle for survival, repeated over and over.

D3- At work I am feeling the emotions carried over from the previous two dreams, I am distraught, feeling too many emotions, saddness, anger and hopelessness all overcoming me. A boy is goading me and even though I know I will lose my job I chase after him, meaning to hurt him, I gets some steel prongs and catch up with him on a stairwell. We struggle and I hit him, bubbling over with anger. I hit him again aiming to kill him though at the same time not wanting too. He just looks at me strangely not retaliating.
A teacher is coming and I know they will put me in prison.
I know then that I am dreaming and change the prongs into broken peices of a plastic spade, harmless. They can harm no one any more.

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I realise the boy of course is me, when I was younger
who I blame for the mess I am in now
although he obviously intended no harm

The dark world is the world I have been living in I think.
just fighting for survival.
I walk out of that dream into a calm place on a seashore, I sit feeling the calm and peace wash over me.

I think I know the first dream too but it is a bit to personal and near the bone right now.

With a group of classmates we drove to a course of some kind, which was conducted in a school on the other side of country. We were there with a teacher - an attractive blonde woman. We left our stuff in rooms - they had a bed and a wardrobe for each person. These rooms were suited for two people. Then we went to the classes - there were more groups from other schools. Everyone took their seat, I found a nice spot behind a column within my group, but the lecturer - a dark haired woman in late thirties, told me to sit down someplace where she'll see me.

It was evening after the lecture, my group went to a local bar. I decided to go back to my room. Going through the hallway I saw the door to teachers room. It had small windows through which I could see her room. It was the same as mine, though it was suited for one person. She was sleeping in her bed, lying completely naked on her bed sheets.

I realized that I have my laundry scattered around bathroom and went to take it. I got a dark blue hoodie, jeans trousers and a purple t-shirt. I took them and tried to go to my room, but then the door to teachers opened. I hidden behind the corner, though I dropped my t-shirt. Someone wandered on the upper floor (stairs were nearby, I could see a woman from room service), teacher looked at the t-shirt and complained about incompetence of room service.

I went to my room and got surprised - someone added five more beds to my room. There were people sleeping there, and a man in a gray suit. We started to argue, in the end I called him an idiot and threatened with throwing him into a bear-pit.

I was in school, at usage of wood resource classes. I felt ill and almost slept on a table. The teacher mentioned incoming vocation exam. I took a pillow and a blanket from my backpack and tried to fall asleep while teacher said that me and two other people should stay in classroom, while others must go away. He was mad for some reason. I looked around the classroom. One dude have lost his hand and was changing bandages, while his pal was jus lightly injured. Other guy made his pal a prank, which enraged the teacher. He yelled at everyone, then took me for an exam that I still had to pass. I was highly unprepared, so I said that I'll finish it another time.

Later on during another lesson I was called to help some teacher, and when I wanted to get back to my current lesson, one of the teachers closed the doors. Luckily she opened them and I went to the classroom - it was somehow empty, with only few people inside. I took a seat and then teacher showed us movies with random creatures and their lairs, and we had to draw them in our notebooks.

In my dream my sister's Tae-Kwon Do instructor (a master) told my instructor (a fourth degree) that I was to teach and train under him from now on. An my instructor was NOT happy. He gave me this really irritated look and I just kinda shrugged and followed my sister's instructor out the door of my original Tae-Kwon Do school

I'm in a classroom. The ceiling is incredibly tall, and the windows match, long and narrow. It's overcast outside, the sky white and the colors intense in the gray light. The teacher, a young woman with brown hair and a long, white knitted cardigan is writing on the blackboard. She turns around and sees me, gently telling me to take a seat, but not on the right hand side, because there's snow. I can't believe it and go take a look a the old school desks. All the desk right in front of the window are covered with a thin layer of snow. I gather some in my hand, making a loose ball. I notice that there isn't any snow on the ground outside and wander to the other side of the room, where the teacher is opening the other window. It makes a cold breeze, and I hug the wall to protect myself a little. There is a group of man outside, kneeling and bowing in the grass. One of them gets up, turns around and starts yelling in a language I don't understand to the teacher, and I think to throw the snowball at him, but she's still smiling and I understand that this is a religious ceremony, so I try to be respectful and get my snowball for myself. I point out to the teacher that since there's snow in the classroom, we should take the kid elsewhere. She agrees and we step out of the building with her class, all of the bundled up in big winder coats and long scarfs. As I walk I get a little sidetracked when a herd of sheeps walk past me, pulling a pretty wooden sleigh painted in dark green, with golden accents and red velvet cushions. The driver is a dwarf man, who gives me a wink as they pass. Now, there's snow everywhere, pilled on the corner of the streets by the crowd. I get inside a coffee shop and the class and teacher are here, busy getting hot cocoa and big, fluffy mashmallows. It's a old place, mostly made of wood, with a long bar and a low, slopped ceiling.

I was in school. It was a lesson with our new teacher - a short, slim blonde in late thirties. She had a bit ugly face. She told to me about some kind of poster with my picture that was popular. I didn't knew what she was talking about.

Later that day I was in home, and saw that teacher in my sister's room. She was browsing the web. I asked her about that poster, and she said that everyone asked who I am and that I looked great on it. I asked if someone posted it on the web, but she said that no.

I went to talk with my younger sister. She was writing something. We take until our mother appeared. I realized that everyone in this room was naked, so I went to take some clothes. I went to toilet, and after a while all the family joined me there for some reason.

I was in school, on polish lesson. O felt really ill. Teacher called me for an exam, I was coughing badly. She asked me about main protagonist of Nałkowska's "Border". I said I don't know anything about that, but instead of getting a bad grade, she said that I'm ill and she'll ask me another time. She left a note that the grade would be delayed due to a stomachache. I left the school and met my younger sister with her group of friends. There was a huge swing, I swung on it almost hitting my sister with legs. She was mad due to it. I left the swing be, and coughed hard.

Suddenly I found myself in a government building, talking with a high ranking official. We were talking about a plague that quickly spreads around the world.

I was in school. The building was somehow incomplete and it was possible to fall out of it in some places. I was wandering the corridors of school searching for classroom. Everyone was staring at me for some reason. After a while I realised that I must climb up to another floor. I almost fallen down when climbing, but I managed to do this. My english language teacher was just looking at us, and gave us grades for climbing styles.

I found myself in my kitchen, it was dark. I knew it was a lucid dream. I wanted to summon an object of immense power, so I moved closer to open doors to hallway, put my hand behind a wall and grabbed something. It was a plate, but it was unusual. It could spawn any food you'd wish. I have summoned a Plate of Endless Dishes. I placed it on a table becuase I had no use for it right now.

Then I thought that an object to control some aspects of my dreams easier, so I thought about a dream controller and put hand inside my pocket. I immediately grabbed something and took a tv controller out of it. It had basic functions like menu, pause, play and stuff. It might come in handy later so I put it back inside my pocket.

When I was just about to go, I was stopped by my maths teacher - a woman in her early thirties. She had arms-lenght brown hair and she was wearing a gray blouse and black trousers. She caught my hand and took me to another room. She tried to persuade me to stay with her. I knew what she wanted to do and felt arousal, but I wanted to go out and explore this time. To scare her out, I altered gravity in the room. Everything was floating gently in the air - she didn't noticed. I thought that maybe it's because she is floating with it as well, so I brought back normal gravity and made that only I was levitating. Still no effect, she was insisting that I should stay with her. I got a better idea, took out dream controller and used pause.

Everything except me stopped, so I moved back to kitchen. I thought that I should get some way of escaping the house. I looked at a ceiling and a rectangular hole straight to the sky (forget about attic!) opened. I used play function on the controller and jumped. I tried to fly away, but as always I had problems with it and hit the ground.

It was dusk time and it was getting brighter. I saw that there was someone walking in my backyard, so I went there. It was one of my classmates - a dude wearing gray hoodie and jeans trousers. He had dark hair and somewhat square-like head (as in reality). I thought why should I need him in my dream, and tried throwing a fireball or lightning at him. It never worked for me, so nothing happened. He went closer and said "I know a beter trick!" He pointed his finger at one of the objects and a small spark slowly started fire.

I could've blown him off with a fire hurricane, ignite him whole with much more effective gesture of Scorpion from Mortal Kombat or strike him with a meteorite (all of these I used in previous lucid dreams), but I haven't thought about that, and his finger pointing gave me an idea.

I wanted to see what would happen when I'd point my fingers. Index finger worked same as his - starting small fires. Might be useful for lighting candles. Middle finger was a flashlight. Could be useful when I'd be too lazy to summon a better source of light. Suddenly fireworks started somewhere on the street and sky above my house exploded with many colours. I thought that it was effect of my little finger, but it had no effect. I haven't checked what ring finger would do. I looked some more at the sky, and then the dream faded away. I woke up.

[EDIT] It seems that I finished an advanced ToTM task with gravity. It was unintended though.

I took 50 mg of Melatonin last night (again) and I just had the most amazing dream ever and it wasn't a sex dream this time.
I was in school again, this time in computer class and we had this sub teacher who was really mean, stuck up etc. I get myself in trouble by being a smart ass - she said something to some other student and I whispered under my breath telling her to suck my dick. She comes over and sticks her head as close to mine and yells, WHAT DID YOU SAY? I stood up and told her I didn't say Sh*t, and she gets close to me and repeats herself and I said, Lady back off me and she gets closer and I say it again and she gets closer still so I push her away from me and she comes at me and pushes me up against the wall with her hands in fists grabbing my shirt. I punched her in the face and she went down, she told me to go to the office and that she was going to call the police. I went to the door and turned back and the whole class stood up and started cheering for me and clapping and about half the class left with me to support me and say she put her hands on me first/I was defending myself. This time in my dream it was my actual high school. For some reason the office was in the library so I sat down with most of my friends and we went in one by one to tell the story, at this point I forced myself to wake up because I wanted to write this down so I guess that really means I am aware I am dreaming. I wrote it down and then copied it over to 3 of my online diaries and this site here.

I was in my house. With my pal we opened up my laptop, to see what's broken inside. After checking that everything is right, I tried to close it, but I've got one part left, and I didn't knew where it was. We decided to leave it for now and go somewhere. I opened the door to my room, and saw that there was a city on the other side. Streets were crowded, and there was a weird restaurant without a wall. I saw that my teacher is sitting there. She said "I wonder what he's doing there." when she saw me. I started to make random exercises, just so she won't disturb me.

17.11.2015

Deactivating a Tower (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm in the desert sector related to Code Lyoko, but I don't feel I'm actively participating in the mission of deactivating the active tower. I see, in first person perspective, some Tarantulas that eventually give up, and see that as soon as they pass a certain point near the tower, they disappear.

It feels as if someone is destroying the desert sector.

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17.11.2015

I Wet Myself IRL Because DC Stalls Me Using a Restroom In a Dream (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m with some of the Code Lyoko: Evolution members in a classroom. It seems the setting is in a late afternoon where the sunset is slowly dissipating. The floor is white, and made of some kind of hard-surfaced tiling, and the rest of the room is white.

I’m sitting in a dark-colored chair, and resting on a light-brown table that’s fit for at least 6 individuals. The teacher looks a bit familiar, and has a light complexion. He seemed to be a mélange of one of my boss’s bosses at a retail store, and then one of the principals from the Code Lyoko: Evolution show, and such.


He’s doing something to stall time so students won’t be convinced to leave early until the bell rings. I’m wondering why he’s doing this, as I felt I had a good judgment of when the bell would ring. I looked at the clock at some point that’s white in the background, and has black tick marks and numerical fonts as well.


It seems to be somewhere around 1:20-1:35PM or so; the equivocations with time just made things more obvious. When the teacher was counting down when the bell would ring, the moment he reached 0, he wouldn’t let everyone leave at once. He asked us if anyone of us wants to go to jail, in which we quickly said, or made a gesture of “No.”

He eventually allows us to leave in this false imprisonment nonsense. I go out to the door, to my right, and we’re having a quick conversation over how the teacher was acting weird. I turn to the left, and I see a Hispanic female that I presumed to be in the class we were in as well. She looks like one of my co-workers; short ponytail, red shirt, tight blue jeans, and we’ll just nickname her An.

I asked her why the teacher was so peculiar, and she shook her head in confusion as her retort. I get the strong urge to utilize the restroom, and immediately went into the closest one. Brown walls, white tiled floor, and a really clean restroom. I open one of the doors, sat down for some reason instead of standing up, and started to urinate.

I was feeling a virtual experience of urinating that ended up translating into real life, and mid-way piss, I feel myself urinating IRL while still in the dream, and eventually woke up to take care of the issue.

My first recalled lucid wet dream. Good thing it wasn’t #2.

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17.11.2015

Manager In Charge Makes $$$ From Runescape (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a room that has a Wall Street vibe to it where others are congregating for some big event in stocks, or something like that. It doesn’t feel like that at first, but it seems so secretive, cozy, and there’s a gargantuan wide screen in front of us emitting some blue light.


I see a Manager in charge at a retail store I used to work at which we’ll nickname “J.” He seems really enthusiastic, and is wearing a light gray dress shirt tucked in under a black dress pants. His sleeves are folded up to the top of his elbows, and is wearing black glasses as well.

He’s holding some paper, and starts bragging about the success of whatever workflow he, and his affiliates utilized to make money off of Runescape, and maybe other MMORPGs. He eventually shows us the paper, and I quickly glance over without much interest; I could see some golden stars, and a quantity of at least $1 Million.


Then, at some point in the dream that I can’t sequence into a timeline, I was going go into the Bandos section in the God Wars Dungeon in Runescape. I was setting up some overloads, brews, and things of that nature. I was choosing whether or not to use a Legends Cape, or the Bandos cape that seems fairly new. The latter seemed more advantageous stat wise for the Chaotic Rapier I had in my inventory, but there was still skepticism on my end.


I forget what I do next, and felt I spent most of my time fixating on the ideal inventory set up.

Finding a Wallet in the Trash
In my old room from childhood, but lots of the details are different. Grey day outside, a bit dark. It's really messy, something that caused a lot of anxiety in me as a teenager. I see a cardboard box with a little trash in it, it has a picture of a goth girl smoking in it. As I turn away, I suddenly want to take another look at the picture. The box now has a black trash bag in it.

I open it and it has a sleeping bag in it. It has drugs in it. A guy's friend had thrown it out to keep his friend sober. The sleeping bag also has a wallet in it and it is full of cash. I feel excited about it but I know I should return the wallet, cash and all.

Outside it is a sunny day in the center of a city, there is a used book store. Outside a car parks, the guy comes out with the friend who threw out his drugs and wallet and the friend's girlfriend. The guy is angry at his friend for throwing out the wallet, although I get the impression that the guy knows his friend's intentions were good. I know why he is so angry since I saw all the cash in the wallet. I struggle, should I give it back?

Back in my room, I see a teacher of mine. He is looking for his wallet. I give it back to him, cash and all, and he is really relived. I feel good that I did the right thing.

Motorcycle Ride
Outside a store near where I live, my teacher is giving people rides on his motorcycle through the grey day on the winding road, trees on either side. I feel myself lean as we make the bends, he stands on the stirrups of the bike to get balance, he isn't worried about crashing. Back outside the store there is a hotdog stand where people are going to get a greasy snack to eat.

Feb. 26, 2003:

I had a dream I was back in R__ near my aunt's old house, and I thought I could get back to her house from there, only everything was all different and the city just wasn't the same any more. It was like a maze, and every time I turned around, the streets change. So I couldn't get to her house; in fact, I got completely lost! Then I wound up going through this weird carnival type thing that I don't remember much about, only that it was weird. Only it wasn't a carnival, it was this crazy art exhibition, and people were doing all sorts of weird displays and performance art and stuff, except it was sort of scary in a way. And then I went through a playground only it was a really shoddy one and everything was all broken down (actually, that does sound quite like my aunt's old neighborhood...). Then I got to this one tenement that had never been there before, near where the old hardware store used to be, and it was all run-down and broken down. I met my old art teacher Mrs. D___ there and she said there was some guy there that I needed to meet, because she thought I'd be interested in the stuff he'd done and what he had to say. Turns out he was some great printer or something but everyone had completely forgotten about him in his old age, and I'd barely even heard of him myself. However, I went up there anyway, and he was waiting in his apartment... it was a real slum... he was just this shrunken, emaciated old guy with white hair and bleary blue eyes, he didn't seem like much, he was a hermit of sorts and never really went out, never talked to people or interacted with them, and sort of cranky, but once I started talking to him he actually seemed like he was a pretty nice guy, just really antisocial. I guess never going out and talking to people... they sort of forgot he was there, or that he'd done anything important. I felt bad for him.

So he asked me to show him some of my work, and I did. He looked at it and said it had potential, and told me not to give up, that art and the printed medium in particular could be discouraging but to just keep trying. Then he showed me some printing techniques. I don't remember very much about those, only that it looked like some sort of silk-screen but when you drew your finger across it, it made light, and you could actually etch these really neat luminous designs in it this way. So we sat and drew designs together, and then I heard Mrs. D___ calling me and telling me that I'd talked to him enough now and didn't need to be there any more, and then I woke up.

First part

I woke up in my bed. It was an early morning. I looked through the window, I couldn't see anything through the dense fog. I took on clothes - jeans trousers and a dark blue hoodie. I went to the kitchen to eat a breakfast, and saw that my whole family was there, eating their breakfast. I looked through the window in the kitchen, and this time I could see my cousin and my friend. The fog was still dense.

I took my backpack and went outside to greet them, but cousin disappeared somewhere, leaving my friend alone. The fog have dispersed, but it started to rain. We wandered the rainy streets of our hometown, going to the bus stop. We stopped near a shop though, because shoelaces in my right shoe untied. I dropped my backpack on the ground, and started to tie it.

The bus appeared then, but it haven't stopped at the bus stop. I tied the shoe quickly, and ran towards the bus. I forgot the backpack though, and had to run back. I took it and ran back to my friend. He told me that we're going to his car, and that I shouldn't rush towards the bus.

We entered his car and drove to the closest supermarket. We were walking around shelves filled with random products, looking for things from buy list. After we took all of the things he wanted to buy, I asked him "Where are we going now?" He replied "To home." For a while I considered if I should go to school, but I decided to drive somewhere with my friend.

We picked up another friend on the way, and drove to a restaurant. The walls were painted red, firniture was made out of mahogany, and chairs had red upholstery. They ordered something to eat. I told them that I'm not hungry. My teacher joined us - a blonde woman in early fifties. She was wearing a red dress. She asked me "Do you know who Rzecki was?" I remained silent for a while. She got nervous and told "I haven't expected that you won't know! Rzecki, the boiler room worker!" Then she left us.

Suddenly cameramen with actors entered the restaurant. They were going to make a movie, but first they told everyone inside to pose for a picture. I hidden somewhere in the crowd, and after the picture was taken, I sat back with my friends. A girl from my class joined us, and told us something, then she was trying to go out, but cameramen stopped her. They wanted to give her a role in their movie.

Part two

I told my friends that I'll be back in a moment, then I left the restaurant. Goind through the doors I found myself in ruins of a metropoly. Looking back I could only see a burning building, nothing more. There was a flat nearby, I thought that I could hide there for a while.

The streets were empty, so no one seen me. I ran to the closest house and hidden in a dark corner. Only then I saw that the room wasn't empty. A zombie composed solely of fire was shambling inside. I didn't knew what to do. I looked around, and found a wrench, then I saw that gas pipe was open. I rushed towards it before the zombie could react and closed it.

The zombie dispersed, and I could freely search the room. It had old oaken furniture, roughcast was dropping out of the walls. There was a carpet with weird patterns on it. Under the carpet I found two Uzi guns with ammo. I took them and went outside.

I saw that there was a fallen skyscraper with a parking lot nearby. I decided that I should take a car and drive away. I crossed the empty street, but when I got close to the rubble, it started to move. Rock zombies were coming towards me. I shot them with Uzi's, and but it wasn't enough to destroy them.

Suddenly I saw something flying towards me. Air zombies tried to catch me, but I ran towards the flat room in which I spotted fire zombie. I hidden in the same dark corner, but looking around I saw that gas pipe was open again. Fire zombie appeared again, but I had no wrench. After it spotted me, it shot two fireballs at me.