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110213**+ 1030 ~3 mini-wbtb ~5 wbtb SSILD WILD. On my first noticed awakening I only remember a fragment of a dream where I was wondering why would the church be teaching this(what?, I wonder if it was LD related as it feels like I forgot something important). I remember a title or something: "Witchcraft in the Church." I get up go to the bathroom remind myself the date and quick review of goals and go back to bed and do my variation of SSILD cycles...shorter version. I get the HH visuals fairly quickly and am mostly letting them float by but attempt to engage a few of them later on. Eventually I get one with N's friend M in it...usually they don't make any sense or are not recognizable so I engage this one but was probably already dreaming whether I engaged it or not. M is sitting on the ground in a flirty pose in a dress with her left knee up and the other laying mostly flat exposing her underwear. Another woman thinking it is unintentional tries to push her dress down with her foot but M lifts up her knee again and this time I can see even more clearly...white lacey underwear. Knowing this is a dream I tell her to remove them with my thoughts. Next thing I know we are both completely naked and sitting on a seat or could it have been a toilet (weird) but we were rubbing out bodies together enjoying each others naked skin on skin when I woke up. I turn over and write down my lucid and I get up go to the bathroom, go to my home office where I thought about reading a few pages from "Are You Dreaming" but realize the light will be too bright and is shining across the hall and might wake my wife. I walk around a little then lay down and think about my goals and focus on the back of my eyes thinking the next time I see I am dreaming over and over maybe 15 times. Do my SSILD, longer version and decide to enjoy the quiet time and patiently wait like Sageous talked about. Again I start getting the HH visuals and some audio fairly quickly but they don't seem to be going anywhere so I decide to roll over and hope for a DILD but then it happens I half suspect I am dreaming but worried I might still be awake but decide to will myself out of bed and I roll out of bed without actually engaging any muscles lest I wake myself. Sure enough I am light as a feather where as I normally feel very heavy when getting up and know I am dreaming but my vision is very foggy so I pause and decide to do one of the TOTM I just read about last night. I recited the months from November backwards starting slowly got a few of them more quickly and going faster almost tripped me up at April to March as I thought what comes before April but slowed down and finished. I continue out of my room slowly float walking and I see the railing from the overlook and everything is very clear now. I fly down over the railing down to the first floor. As I open the front door I think for a moment if my wife might hear the door opening and should I lock the door and I remind myself no worries, no need to even lock it my dream for any reason I can think of...keep going! I fly/float down my street kind of sluggishly and think that I must have read too much about how some people have various trouble with flying and realize I have flown well for as long as I can remember and I zoom off quickly to Girl Friday's. I think for a moment if I should go direct to my goal of flying out into space to look back at the earth but the temptation is too great. I arrive at Girl Friday's and I see a few other people outside that are often around her and might look sideways at the married man coming here at night but remind myself it is a dream - no worries (something I have been working on - reminding myself it is a dream - in conjunction with my daytime awareness check-ins and RCs). I float around back up to the back room and imagine that she will be there getting undressed. Sure enough when I look in the window she is unbuttoning her blouse. I knock on the window and give her the big eyes look and she is into it. I continue to float out side and she continues to undress one item at a time. I feel myself getting excited and I ask: you want to see this don't you. And as I start to pull it out I imagine it will be abnormally large and it is! And then I noticed that kind of hurts as if has expanded too much. I say you want this but I decide it is time to move on and I fly up into the atmosphere at super speed probably for 10 or 15 seconds towards my goal. As planned I look back down towards Earth but I must have flown too far earth is tiny and not the site I imagined so I flew back down towards Earth and stopped when it was in nice view. I could not make out the continents, the atmosphere was cloudy just blue ocean and clouds it seems, but so beautiful. The planet was glowing...I just sat there completely in awe and actually started to cry overwhelmed with emotion and I woke up. I get teary eyes just recalling it. I had planned to also fly to the moon and do a little bounding around on the moon and surgery with a piece of moon rock...but maybe another time. A little later on after laying in bed while recalling what a wonderful lucid dream I just had on top of a good one earlier in the evening I have a dream where I'm laying down on the floor on my side and I am apparently at work as I hear several of my coworkers talking and going by and R greets me in his normal up-beat way and I realize its Saturday there's no way I'm at work I'm dreaming again I tell him I'm sleeping and I notice how cool is this but then I focus on drool that seems to be coming out of the corner of my mouth and I wake up. I must have dozed off because I did not enter the dream consciously as I normally do with a DEILD, so I am thinking it is a DILD and possibly an FA caught(since I was in the sleeping position in the dream). I decided that's probably it for the night and decide to get up. Sweeeeet!!!!

I dreamt I was a familiar demon in old Salem where I was teaching a small group of young women how to perform magic. I showed them how to magically lock a door, how to fly above the roof tops and how to spy upon their neighbors without being seen. For this and other services I would provide they had to seal the deal with a kiss upon the tip of my phallus. There was a lot more to the dream but it was mostly props and window dressing of the small village and surrounding woodlands. This was a semi lucid dream as are most of my dreams, I knew I was dreaming but I wasn't compelled to take an active hand in controlling the dream.

Morning of February 14, 1969. Friday.



It is Christmas in my dream, but not in real life (it is actually the morning of Valentine’s Day). The date is actually February 14, 1969, the morning after the airing of the “Mrs. Stephens, Where Are You?” episode of “Bewitched” (“Serena turns Darrin’s mother into a cat.”) The cat is black and not very large, though an adult female.

Our large (fictional) “real” Christmas tree is in the middle area of the north wall of the Cubitis house living room (where it had never been set up in reality even by 1978, of the three locations being northeast corner, southwest corner, and west wall between my door and the front door). I apparently had received the cat for Christmas (I believe from my mother – although I am not one hundred percent sure; it may also have come from Brenda W, a female classmate, or just mysteriously found its way to my home for some unknown motive - my in-dream back story seems ambiguous).

When I come home from school one afternoon (and as I am just about to walk through the front doorway), the cat’s head seems to float and move up just in front of my face (from where she is in the doorway) in an eerie startling event, but more as if it is some sort of invasive telepathy. There are also scenes where the cat seems to “multiply itself” in unusual, sparse kaleidoscopic vision (but a bit too random to be truly kaleidoscopic). In each facet of the image, the cat seems to be expressing a different human emotion, even with descriptive impressions (for example, “this is Serena when she is annoyed” or “this is Serena when she is puzzled”, being nearly identical to another dream’s event though featuring my mother and only using our surname with “Mrs”).

There is one scene where the cat has made the toy train go around the Christmas tree (the tracks being in a perfect circle around the tree) that I had apparently gotten recently for my birthday or Christmas. (I never had a complete toy train set in real life, but my adult brother did have a model railroad setup after my dream, but it was setup at his house, not mine.) I am somewhat concerned about the “powers” of this cat, but it is not a nightmare. The cat also makes a small toy red alien figure (one of three) walk around, but walking mostly sideways, mostly on the frame of the sofa that had been left open.

Supposedly, the cat is killed when the couch section (in real life, the couch that converted into a bed, by the front lifting up and then the back dropping down, was along the southwest corner of the living room near the entrance to the door of my bedroom) falls onto it when it had been left open in preparation of making it into a bed or when I had accidentally left it open when taking something from the storage area (which I believe was divided into two compartments). However, the cat disappears from my dream after this even though there is an awareness it is still alive or existing somewhere (perhaps in another dimension beyond the living room wall or as a “ghost” – although there is a slight awareness of the idea of nine lives being literally for a cat).

Amusingly, shortly after my dream, I absentmindedly set up the ending of my dream by leaving the sofa section up for a short time. It soon fell, and curiously enough, crushed part of a plastic toy (a cereal prize) which was the small red Martian (or other supposed alien) figure I believe came from Quisp Cereal and described previously (relating to “coming to life” in my dream). I kept it (but had three others that remained in perfect condition) even though the eye area had been flattened. I had absentmindedly left it on the edge of the frame at the time when the section fell. I would not call this precognition though, as I absentmindedly caused the event.