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It's night, and I'm in a bed, but besides that I'm not certain where I am.

I'm in bed with Isata, an ex-coworker and maybe still-friend; in the past she's
told me that she feels comfortable being open with me and putting her trust in
me, and perhaps that's why in the dream we're sharing a bed (and a lack of
clothes), having a - very slightly - flirtatious conversation and are playfully
touching before cuddling to go to sleep - I don't receive from the dream the
impression that we're anything more than just friends.

She needs to do something - I was- and am- not certain what - and whilst I'm
still in the bed she kneel/walks on top of it, deliberately pausing when her
legs are apart above me and her crotch is close to my mouth; in spite of that,
she's surprised and angry when I try to begin to perform oral sex on her.

Things abruptly change - it's still night, but now I'm standing in the dining
room at my grandmother's house; I'm still naked - and now in a state of arousal
- but I don't seem to be perturbed by either of those things.

Whilst it's still night, my grandmother's house is partly on a
heavily-trafficked road, so there's sufficient second-hand artificial light to
see almost every detail in the room, and my mother - who also doesn't seem to be
perturbed by my nakedness or state of arousal - points out that there's a wasp
clinging to the net curtain; I try to kill it by crushing it with a scrunched-up
tissue and a jam jar or the lid of a jam jar, but it flies away, and I'm not
able to see where.

I awake with a start, my heart pounding, not because of a fear of the wasp, but
because of Isata's earlier reaction to me.

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A few thoughts:

* Whilst the dream was far from a "wish fulfilment" dream - indeed, I don't
remember ever having a "wish fulfilment" dream - the relationship in the dream
is, I think, very close to my ideal sexual relationship: not a relationship
where sex is always a gesture of unplumbable romantic love; and - in spite of my
being an incel - definitely not a relationship where my partner is
more-or-less a living sex toy; but a relationship where sex is relaxed and
playful, two open and trusting friends trying to have fun.

* My wanting to perform oral sex on a girl I'm friends with, and so care about,
is not out of character for me - I likely learnt about cunnilingus before I
learnt about (male or female) masturbation, and, as a "safe" and "clean" way of
giving pleasure to a friend, it's something I've always wanted to try.

* However, my trying to kill a wasp is at least a little out of character for
me, as I'm pretty non-violent and, indeed, I prefer not to kill wasps if I'm
able to avoid it.

Woke up at 7 a.m after going to sleep at 4 a.m, read a couple of stuff before going back to sleep, stubbornly.

I ended up in a FA, with a incredibly loud buzzing sound zipping across my room. I look up and catch a glimpse of a enormous wasp, with a bulging abdomen in bright yellow stripped with shiny black. I pull the blanket over my head to hid from it, but I feel heavy and sluggish.
I'm in a train and get out at the station. A old man with very few hairs left walks up in my face and start spouting non-sense, I try to flee.

Finally, I'm in the dark, laying in my bed. I feel someone climbing next to me, then pulling me against himself. I recognize Eli's body, his warmth and smell and burrow in his arms.

I had a dream before this one, but I woke up and soon forgot it, I think it was a more exciting one, but I don't know.

But when I went back to sleep, I had a dream where I went back to school, except it wasn't my high school, it was a completely different school and the classrooms were primary school-like. The rest of that part of the dream was a blur because it was so boring.

Next I was in the bedroom of my old house, but still in my current house (I wish I took notice and became lucid) and I began tidying up my room. Apparently I had tubs of medicine that I had stored because apparently I loved the taste (I don't).

I picked up a bunch of wrappers and uncovered a dead fly which I soon ignored and it must've disappeared or something. I picked more wrappers and a bee/wasp came flying out of it, I somehow teleported to my bed room door (of my current house) and the bee/wasp flew into my neck and had some kind of spasm (I hate things touching my neck) and thought I was going to get stung and woke up with my neck clamped to my shoulder and began cringing because I thought I could still feel it touching my neck.

On the day prior to this dream, I'd been on a bus and noticed an angry looking wasp in the window, which is my ultimate terror. Usually you can run away like a bitch hoping the wasp doesn't sting you, but on a 50 minute bus ride you just have to chill and fight the urge to scream like a little girl and hope the wasp doesn't put you on its shit-list.

So after a night of drinking I should have forgotten all about the wasp, but my dream went like this:
I woke up in my bed (like most of my other dreams have started lately) and behold, the area around my bed is full of wasps. Crawling on the walls, on the pillows, on the blankets, on my face, even on my lips. I wanted to die. I had a slight notion that I was dreaming, but I never have control until I perform my reality check, and with a wasp crawling around on my face, I'd rather try to wake myself up. I attempted forcing my real eyes open, which is like a layer outside of my dream eyes - not sure how to explain it, I'm not even sure I understand it.
So I woke up, and again I was in my bed with wasps around me. At this point I was fully convinced the wasps were actually there and it wasn't a dream, but for good measure I decided to perform a quick reality check. Clenched my nose and tried to breathe, and to my surprise, it actually was a dream. I threw my covers off of me and stormed out of the room. I tried to open the skylight window on the hallway, but it was stuck. I gave it a good punch that pushed it open. I crawled out and flew away to explore.

Two nights in a row I have created 2 DC's.

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

The first night I had a long dream marathon starting with me working on a movie set and thinking I need to teleport (TP) to a different location. After a lot of TPing around I find myself in a empty Mall on a second floor and I see the cartoon character Veronica.
I have no particular attraction to this cartoon except she is atractive, haven't seen it in the comics in years though. I still have the weird mindset, this is a dream and I'm OK with seeing a cartoon walking around like a true 3D person. I approach, and the flat cartoon takes on a 3D form but still a cartoon and completely accurate. She has no soul, I can't get any thoughts or feelings from her from her telepathically. She stops and I walk up behind her very curious about this "person." I feel her by running my hands down the from of her argyle feeling sweater and her skirt and am amazed how real she feels. I still can't hear any thoughts from her even being so close, she is an enigma. I, standing behind her think "hmmm" and rest my chin and head down on her head as she just stands there at attention, I feel her hair under my chin and it feels real too and still she looks 100% the cartoon.
A lot of other dream stuff happened at a beach and a movie set again and more TPing with me TPing into a passenger side car set while someone else is driving!


The next night a similar dream but I find myself laying on my back in an unfurnished apartment's bedroom. A wasp flies in the room and I chase it out with swats at it and my mind. I then remember having this dream before but that's all I remembered. Then there was something black flying around and it turned out to be fairy. It was 2 dimensional like a drawing in black.
She landed near me like I was her protector and went from tense looking to relaxed but I couldn't hear any feelings from her, she was completely unreal (still 2D) and yet looking pretty animated and real-ish, I was bemused. Then I remembered the first time I had this dream, I didn't swat at the wasp and it attacked the fairy until she disappeared.

Not sure why these characters are popping up, am I supposed to create something or someone?

I slept over at my cousin's house last night. I can remember having several dreams last night, but my cousin woke me up by screaming and jumping around so all that I was able to recall was this:

I was in my front yard. It was obviously summertime, because everything was green and the trees had leaves on them. There was this guy. I can't remember very many details but I think that he was very short and had a beard. He told me about this giant wasp that I had to fight or something. He told me that I should not kill it or let it sting me, just fight it.
The next thing I knew I was running though my yard and there was a giant wasp chasing me. I can remember it having bright red stingers and a yellow-and black striped body. It was about 2-3 inches long.
At first all i could do was blow it away. I seemed to have a really strong breath that could not only blow the wasp away, but it would create winds that were blowing some of the leaves off of trees and stuff.
Eventually I picked up a big stick and stated whacking the wasp with it. I didn't want to touch the wasp with my hands otherwise it might sting me. My plan was to whack it and stun it so i could get away. I kept whacking it every time it came close but eventually I missed and it landed on my neck and stung me.
I felt a slow, aching pain spreading from my neck and I woke up.

I suppose this dream sort of goes in with being in a park/forest as a dream sign.

Joe, Joe's friend, Joe's Mom - At old house track in Midway City, but streets going wrong way. Brought baseball stuff, and monofins in trashcan, but couldn't find mom's mit.

Big bugs - getting stung by large wasp/bee. Trying to go to emergency room because of dad's allergies to bees - didn't know if I would be allergic.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

00:40

Loafs for the poor
I’m at the office where my mom used to work. It was a strange building with office rooms along two parallel corridors and I’m going back and forth on these corridors, looking for something, I think the kitchen, because I’m hungry. I encounter Beta, a lady from my childhood, but I try not to be noticed by her. I go after her, quietly and she eventually leads me to a lobby where a huge pool with bread and cookies is set to be delivered to hungry people. Well, I’m hungry so I think it’s ok to take a loaf of bread, which I do, but then some young guy also decides to do the same and he is picky, sorting the whole grain bread, sliced bread and so on, to chose one he likes. I think maybe I could also choose a nicer bread, but in the end I feel bad, because I'm not supposed to take anything at all.

Giant parasite wasps
Then I meet my friend Top Gun who offers a ride somewhere. I accept and he drives me while we talk. I find out he is now father of a baby girl, but when I ask about her mother, he says they aren’t together. He still has a crush on me and is not in love with her. We’re going uphill and we cross a funny bridge made of lava, over a river. I fasten my seatbelt when I see we’re entering a strange and rough terrain. On top of the hill, on the other side of the bridge, we then go through a stone paved road with a steeply sloping downwards. The environment here is completely different, moist and warm, and I spot exotic animals all over, like giant orange butterflies and strange birds. In common they all seem to have one thing: they all have giant wasp-like insects parasitizing them. The poor butterflies have to carry around a bug which is their own size. Unfortunately one of these wasps decides to parasitize me to. It flies into my face and nails itself to my nose, almost like a piercing. It hurts and freaks me out. I wake up.

3:00

Magic battle I
Can’t recall the beginning but I’m inside some castle which is under attack and I’m someone important, like a princess, because everybody is protecting me as I am the main target of some evil forces who breached the castle. I am being escorted by maids and body-guarded by some knights. When going down some hallway to a safer place, we’re attacked by some warrior mage holding in his hand a narwhal’s horn as a spear. He pierces through a knight that puts himself in front of me to save me. Me and a maid are cornered and trapped between the dying knight and this attacker, and he is trying to push the horned spear deeper through the knight, trying to pierce me to. He almost gets is way, but this brave knight is using his last bit of energy to pull him away from me so I can escape. I manage to escape that corner and I fight the guy and steal his narwhal spear. I use it to kill him. It is so sharp that it cuts through flesh as if it is butter. The guy dies but with an evil grin on his face, as if he found some delight in the way I surprised him and killed him.
The maids and knights are again escorting me down this hallway when we sense a dark energy above our heads and we run before it attacks us. They then push me up some spiral stone staircase that goes up to some more private chambers, where I should be more protected, but as soon as I arrive up there, I find an Hawaiian witch (don’t ask me, I just knew she was Hawaiian) who tries to kill me with a curse. Luckily I react pretty fast and I throw back the curse at her. After all, I don’t seem toned that much protection, I can protect myself very well. The witch runs from the reversed spell and flies out of the window on a nearby balcony. She is a bit disoriented, so she falls down on the ground below the balcony. I run to the edge of the balcony and I attack her, pointing my hands at her and using some magical powers to hold her down and inflict excruciating pain on her. I’m pulling her body parts in all directions (that must hurt) but without ever really breaking it apart, so she doesn’t really die, ‘cause we must interrogate her. When she is finally under control, I leave her to the knights.
I turn back to see my maids all looking at her. They seem scared with my powers and I feel maybe I’m not such a good soul, if I can inflict so much pain and suffering to someone. But they all smile timidly, trying to show me it’s ok, because it was self-defense and they are the bad guys, not us. I guess...

5:30

Magic battle II
I’m walking up some village, holding two tiny bottles with some potions on my hands. I pass by some old guys sitting on some church stairs and they seem interested in the bottles, so I hide them in a pocket and decide to fly back home and avoid exposing myself longer to the outside dangers. I fly high so I spot my home – it’s a fortress by the sea. When I arrive there I see strange pot-like structures floating in the waters around it. I grab one or two and they don’t seem threatening, instead they look like beautiful works of art, some raffia pots with contemporary shapes. I take them to my maids and they love it, they want to put some plants inside it. Then we keep taking strange objects from the water, like a never ending knitted thread that reminds me of Joana Vasconcelos’work of art.
Then I have a gap in my recall, but soon after we’re under attack again. We run to inside the castle and we try to lock the gates. Some warlock with an army has come to try to kill me again. Man, they really don’t like me for some reason!
The gates are barely holding and some brave knight is holding it shut with his own arm strength. I try to help him but he tells me to go away and save myself. But the warlock outside sends a shot of electricity through the gates and the knight is being electrocuted in front of my eyes. He holds the gate for as long as he can, but he eventually falls. I then see this warlock with the army breaking in and about to start killing any person they find on their way. I think I must stop it and I try to shoot fireballs from my hands. I then remember I just read and discussed on DV about this during the day – how rationalizing too much blocks it from happening successfully. Of course, by now, I’m lucid. I then concentrate, but not in the actual design of the fireballs, but on the gut feeling of wanting to shoot them and I form the most amazing fire blows I’ve ever been able to shoot. I feel their warmth and their power and I see the army and the warlock burning into flames. It’s a resounding success.
Free from the immediate danger, we all go up the ramp behind the gates that lead to the main entrance of the fortress on highest ground. I fly to pass all the maids and knights. We’re then looking over the castle walls to see if there’s any other imminent attack but we see no one, so people celebrate.
I think my work is done here and I should try to do the ToTY while I’m lucid. But in the hurry I forgot to make it very clear in my mind. I simply jumped from the castle walls to the ground below, wishing to dive in the ground and exit on the “other side”. But when I was going through the “wormhole” I realised I hadn’t yet formulated my destination. I tried to think of a yellow brick road and Dorothy’s red shoes but it was too late.

Pissed off for being (falsely) awaken
I feel myself waking up and I try hard to stay in sleep. I hear someone knocking the door and my BF getting up to open it. It’s really early morning and I wonder who it is. It’s my mom, aunt Lisa and my dad. What do they want? My BF left the door open, so the cat comes inside as he always does in the morning and tries to wake me up. I still fight to stay asleep and go back to LDs. But they are talking loud in the corridor and my mom and Lisa eventually come inside and sit on the bed, trying to wake me up. I feel pissed. I give up and open my eyes. They are fired up with conversations but I feel grumpy. My aunt decides to leave again to speak to my father and I stay with mom. I tell her please not to do that again, because she knows how my sleep is sacred and I tell her I was just having LDs and they interrupted it. She says she is sorry, that she didn’t remember that but she knew how important it was for me, so she would be more careful next time. OK. Now I’m getting up to dress myself and I listen my father and Lisa outside the room talking. He is happy to explain her his theories about killing ants and eliminate this plague from her home – he has not been successful convincing me, ‘cause I don’t want to exterminate the ants in my home...
Then I really wake up and I am truly surprised that before I was still dreaming.

8:00

Creepy, scary bugs:

I was out on the balcony and noticed a few centipedes, which were a bit larger than normal ones. I found them a little creepy. However, worse things were to come. When I went out on the balcony after a while again I noticed an even larger centipede (must have been 30 cm long and was rather thick). I got a bit of a shock and also felt disgusted. This centipede started climbing on the metal plates on the balcony. After having climbed a couple of decimeters or so it stopped and turned its head towards me... It had a gross opening which must have been its mouth. It made some kind of hissing sound and seemed to prepare to launch itself towards me. I stood there and began feeling rather anxious and did not know what to do. At the same time my mom walked out on the balcony. I pointed at the weird, mutated centipede and said something. My mom then grabbed it and threw it off the balcony, into a pillar which stood there. When it collided with the pillar a kind of cracking noise was heard and then it fell down on the lawn. However, I was sure it was still alive, since it seemed to have such a thick shell. I felt relieved that it was gone and joked a bit with mom about the creature. I told her that it had reminded me a bit of the dragon Mushu from Mulan when she threw it. Also, I said to her: "I don't think it will be lonely for long, though..." . She agreed and we meant that since "he" was such a large and strong bug he would probably find a partner rather easily.

Shortly after this incident I went outside. I saw a neighbor family approaching (two young parents with two small kids) with their stroller. At the same time I noticed a wasp flying towards me. I got a little frightened (due to my bug phobia) and even more so when the wasp flew even closer. I started hyperventilating and tried to remain still as it flew around me. After a short while I opened my eyes. To my horror it was not gone, but was sitting on my left hand. I tried to remain calm and hoped that it would not sting me. I wondered how painful it would feel if it did and thought to the wasp "please don't sting me, please don't sting me...". Then it appeared to start teasing me, because it moved around, seemed to prepare for the sting, changed its mind and so on... The family with the stroller had gotten even closer now and at the same that I was frightened, I also amused myself with the thought that I could pretend in front of the family that I was seriously allergic to the wasp's sting and therefore was in grave danger. Maybe they would not find it weird then if I looked really frightened.

Fragments:

* I see myself naked from behind and I see that I have extremely long, thick, frizzy hair growing from my butt. I feel very surprised, but then just depressed. As I am looking at it it is growing even more. I am disgusted by myself because of this and think that I remind me of an ostrich or something...

* I get an SMS from my supervisor, where he expresses some positive feelings about my work. I read it two or three times and to my surprise the text changed a bit every time. However, the main meaning of it was still the same and it remained positive. He had also put some smileys and thumbs up-symbols in it.

* I am writing down some of my dreams in the notebook next to my bed (rather much text with details), but some of the dreams I wrote down, I realised after having awakened, I had not even had.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG
01:30 GMT

Hacking a secret society temple
On an underground cell. My dad is sitting on the floor, looking hopeless. My mom and BF are also there. I am there to save them, but right now I also focused on opening a kind of secret vault on the stone floor. There’s a tiny iron ring buried on the stone, but I manage to turn it and start a mechanism that opens the stone slab, exposing a hole on the floor with a box. I take out of it tiny metallic plates with tiny precious stones incrustations. They look like chips, not exactly jewels. People around me ask what it is. I seem to know exactly what it is but no time to explain. Then I also open a secret passage on the stone wall and tell everybody to go in. It is pitch dark and they hesitate but there’s someone coming and I tell them to hurry. I manage to close the passage door just behind us, but our captors saw us. In the dark we can more or less see some very old stairs carved in the rock that go up. I take the lead. The stairs are very imperfect and I warn people to be careful. I clear the way from the giant spider webs and finally see some light. The passage ends on some place with a loosely fit wall slab. I push it a bit to the side and it leads either directly to outside, where there’s a parking lot or to just behind a column on the main entrance. Some of us manage to go to parking lot, but soon appear some guards and we can’t go there anymore. So the last of us, including me and my BF, have to go to main entrance and try to mingle with the crowd. There’s a lot of people around, because this is some sort of big event of some secret society, so we split and try to pass undetected.
I end up in some oval room with amphitheatre seats around. Three guys in capes and hoods come inside and everybody bows to them. I do the same and sneak out of it very discretely, because once they start whatever they are about to start, I will get stuck there.
I pass into another room, bigger, and more elliptical. Some ceremony is taking place here, but there’s an area for observers – like a small amphitheatre on one of the sides of the elipse – and I see my BF sitting there. Because it is the perfect time to escape but he seems to have chosen to sit there till the end, I decide to go meet him to warn him we must go now. But then I can’t say a word, I can’t make any suspicious signs, because we’re surrounded by these people from this order or society and they are all sitting straight, looking to the front, not saying a word. Through very discrete signs I make him understand we should go immediately, but some girls sitting below us look back and notice something strange. They ask me all sorts of questions, which I dodge wonderfully, but one of them didn’t buy it. She knows I don’t belong. But she won’t make a scandal, she knows I’m trapped. I review in my head how many steps to the parking lot, where the car is and I feel the adrenalin rush. I know as soon as we get up, the girl will warn about my presence and guards will be after us, but I must escape, because I have the whatever-it-is-that-I-stole.

3:30 GMT

Lesson on LDs to dreamers
I enter a dream which I recognize as having had before waking up but didn’t recall then. It had to do with being in some classroom and it being invaded by wasps. First one, then two, then we are all trying to escape from them, cause an entire colony entered through a hole in the ceiling. As we go out and close the door, our teacher promises to go back and get our stuff for us. She gets some guys to go and when they come back they bring dolls. Each of us had a doll which is delivered to each seat on a new classroom where we shall continue our lesson (?).
Then on the new room, there’s a long table, with the dolls on and we seat, more like to have a meal than to have a class. All of this is absurd and I slowly get lucid. Then I start talking to the nearby colleagues – I don’t know any of them, a girl and two guys. I am looking at their faces which are very clear and don’t change even when I look away. I tell them about lucid dreams, that I am currently having one and that I think they are not DC’s but actual dreamers. They seem surprised but interested. They ask how do I know it is a dream and I sank my arm on the table. They find it so cool and try to do the same with no success. I explain they first have to believe it is a dream and teach them the nose pinch RC. I do it at the same time as the girl. I tell her I am feeling my RL body breathing very clearly but she tells me she can’t. But I tell “OK, yet you are breathing although you’re pinching nose.” Sometimes you don’t feel it right away. Then she says she is starting to feel it. She looks very focused, she smiles and... I wake up.

4:30 GMT

Ecovillage sanctuary
On some ecovillage on a remote area. It is somewhat closed and hidden from most eyes and it is kind of a sanctuary. I am listening to a lady with long hair who lives there and she explains that when the civilization collapses, everybody will turn to places like these and hope to be welcomed. But she says they can’t open their arms to everybody, so they’ll only be open to people who had previously a connection to them and contributed to their project, for example with donations. I find it a bit cold-blooded, but I totally understand and I start considering doing just that.

Celebration of mission acomplished
After a good succeeded mission (I guess the temple one?), I meet with some group of people from alternative underground movements I know. We’re all jammed into a very tight place, like a secret office bunker we have. It’s so crowded there we can hardly move, but we’re partying. I’m the hero of the day and get congratulated. But there’s some girl who is totally jealous of me and just wants to humiliate me, so she posted pictures of me on the wall. She says it’s in homage to me, but they are private, familiar stuff that wasn’t supposed to be exposed. On one I am totally fat with my belly showing (I wonder when that was???). She looks at me defying but I smile and go over it, totally not caring. We’re celebrating, so I hug her. She feels touched by my attitude and she looks embarrassed. She asks me sorry and ask if I believe she can change as a person. I tell her yes, she smiles and then she leaves. I sit and start writing on my DJ, once again forgetting to first wake up.

5:30 GMT

Guy looking for Celia
At home with my BF. Some guy knocks on the door and I open. He asks for Celia. I say she doesn’t live there. He doesn’t believe me and insists this is her house. I try to recall who she can be and tell him she did indeed live there before us, but now we’re the ones living there for more than a year. He still can’t believe it and gets really angry. He gets inside without permission and starts looking around. My BF does not believe his attitude, but I make a sign to chill. I tell the guy I will look in my contact book if I have her number, so he can talk to her and find where she lives now. But I don’t know her full name. He tells me she is Celia Silene. But as I do this, the guy is picking up some papers we left on the table and starts making innuendos that my BF’s signature does not match in different documents. I say “Sorry, and what are you insinuating with that?” He says he is not saying anything but I read in his mind he thinks we’re liars and somehow kidnapped her or worst. He sits on the sofa and will not move any time soon. I ask my BF to be patient as I go look for my agenda.
Our home is quite impressive, big, beautiful, stylish. Then I see we have a backdoor open and some people standing there. I am amazed at the house design – it is Japanese like, with a porch all around and sliding doors and we even have an altar full of golden Buddhas, turned to this backdoor. That is why some people are there. They look like Inuits. They are a couple with two girls. They are admiring the Buddhas and ask if they can come in, but I explain this is a private home, not a museum of some kind. Still, I tell them we will gladly welcome them there some other time as we have a “guest” in the living room that we have to deal with. I then cuddle the older girl’s head and she looks totally pissed off and gets away from me. I say I’m sorry and I wonder maybe it was just her teen attitude. Then I do the same to the youngest, but she also reacts badly and I feel stupid.

7:00 GMT