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9th June 2020

Catching up on DJ again.

Dream:

(last part, my original notes sort of start at the end but cycle back to this point in some way)

Was in a WoW-like game or reality. There was this nest on a cliff I had to reach from this insanely long ladder along another cliff face. I wasn't sure how high I had to climb before I'd be able to make the jump towards the nest.

At some point I jumped and I remember sort of gliding a bit, eventually reaching the nest. I remember noticing a book covered in twigs and small bones. I looked this up on a popular WoW database to read comments on either the book or this location. Then I wiped it clean (from what? dust?) but don't recall what happened after that.

Some guy riding a bear mount? Not sure. Then I remember myself, taking off the ground on a nether drake. I flew up a bit but not that much. There were Shattrath guards following after me through a forest that was not like Terokkar next to the city. The guards were throwing hammers of wrath at me as they pursued, most hitting me but doing little damage although this was whittling my health points away.

I knew we were still in the Outlands because there was a cliff's edge, and nothing but void beyond and below; I remember the characteristic Nagrand-like sky. I rode my drake over this threshold of sorts and from past the edge, looped under the floating land mass, hiding there with my drake in some sort of underground cave area...

I saw blood elves fly over and away on their bloodhawks toward the endless horizon and void. The distraction worked and I lost them. Then I left the bottomless "cave" underground and went much higher than before. Something was happening and a massive black dragon was appearing and the sky also dramatically changed to darkness and red tones. There was some NPC shouting something, but I don't remember what. I remember having passing thoughts about Deathwing and Alextstraza and how they looked feral with their "old/out of date" models.

Then I remember flying toward the dragon and at some point jumping off the back of my drake and landing on a platform (on the dragon?). There, I found blocks like in Boundless. Interesting patterned blocks, like mosaic and celtic twist patterns on stone and they had red and black colour schemes. I began to "vein mine" the blocks the vein mining technique eventually stopped working and so I gave up on harvesting these interesting blocks.

The next part I remember, I had ended up on a red dragon's back. We fly over mountains and cliffs and from here I spot the nest and jump off, gliding through the air somehow and trying to land on the nest. Instead, the winds lead me to the ladder.

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Notes:
- I think it was in this dream; the area in which I found the bear mount rider was something like the WoW zone Grizzly Hills, with tall pine-like trees.
- The way my original notes were made have altered my memory of how the dream's chronology worked out but at the same time it has created a nearly perfect cyclical flow of the dream which did lead me to remembering details I otherwise may not have recalled that morning.
- The black dragon may have appeared before I thought of Deathwing, but I believe the two would have come in tandem regardless of which appeared first.
- This dream involved a lot of flying or gliding and basically high altitude locations with little solid ground to speak of. In the dream and game worlds I don't typically ever have a fear of heights, despite the fact that in reality they make me feel uncomfortable as I become highly aware that a mistake could cost me, fatally so even.
- Over the last few months I have had passing thoughts of the Burning Crusade and about nether drakes, so this dream probably came about as a materialisation of that or as a self-feeding experience.

18th May

Fragment:
Last dream, in a place like Azeroth, Westfall.

Something about Warcraft II and the Deadmines. Several passing thoughts about classic dungeons. Then a mix of STV and the dam at Dun Modr. But it had a lower tier which was ramped. There was a ship like the Juggernaut inside DM but it was more Alliance-like than Orcish. The front of it looked like an old 1800s steam boat or something. I remember having a view point from above the chimney and looking in and thinking that the model wasn't finished because it just looked like a tube with few shadows and straight cuts through into each deck of the ship.

I then became aware of my body. I was sort of crouching but sitting on my bottom and became aware or made note of my genitals. I think H was present as a voice and we were talking. I said something about how "at normal size I'd barely be able to push my tip into the top of the chimney", which made me realise my scale in the dream a little bit. Even so, being giant didn't make question reality either as it should have. The dream ended soon after.

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Notes:
- Although I often have passing thoughts that relate to this type of dream situation (being giant-sized and "playing" with things), it's rare for me to actually have dreams within these contexts and dreams involving some kind of sexual stimulation or play are not too common for me.
- I used to mess around in private server versions of WoW that I'd run privately/on my own many years ago and would often change my character's scale to the maximum possible (usually 10 times or something). This dream may relate to that in some sense, and admittedly I'd sort of forgotten about that until re-typing this dream on this DJ.
- I remember when I woke up I thought it was odd I could hear H as a voice but not be aware of H's presence physically within the dream. I remember it made me feel as though there was quite a deep level of immersion in physical terms.

The dream scene was a festival in a field surrounded by some tall trees, an expansive lake to the right, and some mountains from the entrance. It was close to dawn. I had arrived and my view was shifting around the field to various people. I'm looking at a picture at some point that shows Lizzie is there smiling in a crowd, she was with Aly B. I believe my guide was there too, her and Lizzie possibly changing places multiple times. I'm now sitting in the field and Lizzie has her head in my lap. She sits up and looks at me like I had just woken up. I start to wonder how long I've been at this festival. I think I had fallen asleep and woken up. Her and I look up to the sky to see fireworks exploding. Some of them weren't like normal fireworks though, they were exploding but then the lights were forming these filled in shapes that formed a larger ring and were spinning across the sky and behind the trees lining the field.

The field now has a building that looks like a futuristic temple connected to the lake. I'm wading into the water and see a guy in the water shooting the fireworks up into the sky. In a weird way he's almost juggling the fireworks. I think to myself that these fireworks should be brought into the waking world. That should've been a lucid trigger but I missed it. The guy starts explaining to a group of us, some in the temple opening and some around the edge of the water about different types of meats and sandwiches. It was meant to be comical, there's a fridge with a glass door where he's explaining different things inside. I'm now eating a sandwich that has meat on it, I think turkey though it looked like uncooked chorizo, as we're walking up a staircase in the temple to the roof.

Jmike is up there and we start talking about wow, he starts to bring up a time we are in wsg and now we're in wsg chasing a flag carrier. My character is hitting a shaman as it jumps down in the flag room. I get it really low but he stuns me and turns into a bear running towards the gy. As we get outside he turns me into this small statue and sprints further towards the gy.

For a moment I'm in WoW, I'm thinking of a female night elf hunter running in a jungle.

The dream is near the fan in Richmond, traveling in between streets. I see a dog and think it's cute.

I'm back at my old apartment from JMU in squire, I keep having this feeling like I need to go soon to catch a flight back home. The apartment was near a beach, I saw people swimming in massive round waves.

Non-dream stuff; Just some non-lucid fragments. Must have woken up at 8 but don't remember it, and then woke up at 9 again, initially thinking it was still 8 and didn't make the correct recall efforts.

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Fragment 1:
Not sure what the location was, but I remember volcanic rocks and things like that. Most of what I remember was fighting with a witch over a pizza or something, and she had my yellow box-cutter and tried stabbing me with it. We were locked in a struggle of me resisting the knife and her trying to push it into my chest.

Fragment 2:
Think it was part of the same dream, I remember me and one of my siblings playing a game. I remember gyro-copters and gnomes from Warcraft.

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Notes:

• The box-cutter is one I own in waking life but it's a bit old now and actually isn't very good at all because the blade often drops out of its slot.
• The pizza was small, like a microwave pizza.
• I can't really remember what the witch looked like other than a stereotype, with black pointy hat.

Non-dream stuff: I woke up at 8 with the auto radio which was a little too loud, got up and turned it off, as I wanted to but also because my partner asked me to; Got back in bed and forgot any potential dream recall - stayed in bed for 40 minutes and had a small dream fragment even though I wasn't quite asleep; I knotted two fingers and went and start tea for myself and my partner, coming back up to start drafting this text and then going back down to finish the tea and bring it up, at which point I remembered the second dream fragment.

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Fragment 1:

We were in my parent's house and my partner was in the bedroom that used to be my parents (but in waking life these days that bedroom is rented out). I remember seeing him get dressed. I was at the entry hall and looking into my old bedroom (again, rented out in waking life now), suddenly a I see a landline phone (the one that's right here in this room in waking life) is receiving a call, we don't answer and a message is left and plays out from the answering machine "What the hell ya playing at mate? You can't do this!". I knew the voice but the first name and last name initials were detected by the answering machine; it was my partner's sibling's partner (sorry for the confusion) whom we will just call DF.

I could see my partner's face go sort of "uugh not this" and I was thinking to myself "what the hell was DF on about". My partner came through and we went into my old bedroom with the landline phone and I remember we commented on it to each other, but can't remember words in detail.

We walked into the balcony that is outside my bedroom and I could feel some annoyance off my partner. It was day, probably mid/late morning, given the sun's position. The dream ended here, more or less.

Fragment 2:

I was playing WoW, my view being from the character perspective mostly, on a Shaman character of mine I think, and was doing this old raid by myself called Molten Core. That's kind of all I remember.

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Some notes:

• Though Fragment 1 wasn't a nightmare or a bad dream, it could have turned into a bad dream if I got too hot in my real bed; this is very typical if I get too hot in bed, which I was starting to.
• DF doesn't know our landline number, so he wouldn't be able to call it. My partner's sibling probably doesn't know it either. I should have questioned things a bit.
• In the dream, and on waking, I knew the call was in reference to giving them some furniture that we haven't given them yet. The fact that DF was having this reaction over something this small was a confirmation of a bad set of behaviours DF has.
• There seemed to be noone else at the house, not even my dog (who lives with my parents).
• Even though I could see my partner get dressed and go "ugh", this was not through direct vision. This was camera-like perception, as from the entry hall I could not directly see my partner, but I could directly see the landline. This could have been a good prompt for a RC.
• Given the general feeling of temperature and humidity in the air (given by the sunlight through the air), I'd say the dream actually took place in Spring, as things looked too green and it wasn't excessively hot. Again this could have been a good prompt for a RC but a more prominent dream sign is that we were in my native country at all, which won't happen for some months.
• The WoW dream fragment was one of the ones from when I woke up at 8, and I remember very little other than killing some bosses and getting the usual loot. Being so "inside" the game is a dream sign that I typically forget to think on during dreams. See my general notes.
• It is also worth noting for readers that when I make references to my parent's house to keep in mind that it's actually a flat in a 9 story-building. 10, if you count ground floor.

The dream scene was possibly in another country. There was a massive dark green warehouse structure on one side of a narrow river and one on the other side. For some reason it seemed also like we were in a past time period like the 1800s. I think people were wearing dated clothing. There was at one point a woman I kept gazing my eyes at. I was attracted to her. She was wearing an older dress from another era, it was a number of different greens. There were a lot of other women with her. On the river was this small raft that would go back and forth between the two sides carrying people. I remember waiting for the raft to come, I had gotten distracted by something, and by the time I looked back it was full and had departed to the other side. There was some other stuff going on in this place but I can't remember.

I'm in a video game of some sort. There is a massive room with these two giant ogre dudes walking around. They seem to be enemies but aren't really aware of me. There's another big dude there as well. The video game was like runescape. I'm walking down this wooden staircase thing into the ground. A group of people are telling me I need to pick some sort of class. Kolby encourages me to be a "Barbarian" class. I agree but then realize it's only me and this other guy who are barbarians and everyone else has split into a group of hunters, warlocks, and warriors/rogues. Each of those groups has at least 6 people and were getting along pretty well. The other barbarian is trying to teach me the ways which included fist fighting and playing this game of ping pong but with throwing knives. He was throwing knives at me and I'm looking around freaking out considering if one of the knives actually went into me.

The dream goes up the stairs and into this island area with woods, old structures, and a coastline with abandoned buildings there. This place seemed strangely ancient and a tint of light blue. I'm remembering quests in certain areas. It seemed like it would take forever to level up in this old game. I ran into one person who I recognized, she was wearing different garb now but when we talked I brought up the last time I saw her. I said something like "last time I saw you, weren't you playing some sort of fairy creature who was worshiped by other players" and she agreed. My flash back took me to this clearing with collapsed buildings and structures. She was sitting on a rock dressed as a fairy with these other players just huddled around her. She was telling them things. My dream ended with me zooming out on the map and looking around. I was wondering how big the game really was. My view showed me this massive green island surrounded by water, scattered with trees and sandpits. I imagined groups of people gathering to slay monsters once they were high enough level. This game was really interesting because it felt like old WoW where the game is very mysterious and you can't just look everything up, you've got to play the game and learn from others about how everything works.

I was supposed to take a test for a class in which I did not prepare. I was quickly trying to read my notes in the hallway and then entered a room. The room had computers lining the walls and desks in the middle. There were students filling both places taking the test. I thought I had a few more minutes so I was stalling, but then it was time to start so I did.

Another dream I had this very crazy and interesting experience. There was something going on before the dream, I was in a place that looked like a skate park in the day time, but also some sort of classroom. There were five or six of us. My vision was third person mode, I was watching myself interact with these people. I'm not looking very happy and I'm walking around a bit weird. I'm acting weird altogether. At some point I think I look at myself directly, meaning the Grey I was watching decided to take a look back at me the observer.

The dream turns and I'm not on this fun roller coaster that is going up and down, flying through many bright colors and scenes. It seemed to start in some sort of movie theater and then go further back into a cave. The ride was flying through lights and it seemed like I was controlling it a little bit. My hands were up as the coaster loops back around and I fall off the ride, hanging under it with my two hands hanging onto the cart. I was able to eventually get back up onto the ride.

Later in the dream I'm on the back of a school bus of children looking at my forensics teacher in the face as he's telling me there's a danger but we can't tell anyone because it would freak everyone out.

I had another dream about World of Warcraft where I'm in from of the auction house in Stormwind.

I was in a battleground like Arathi Basin in WoW. Someone had ninja capped Stables by seducing me but I was supposedly a female character and it was someone else tricking me. This sent me into a rage of some sort. I was now wildly smashing about trying to hit other people and recapture the base. I eventually go towards Mine but other horde are running by me. I'm a warrior so I'm trying to charge these people but it's on cooldown. I'm getting very angry. It's like I was actually the warrior in the game with rage, I was getting on all fours and sprinting at people but the cooldown was too long and I was getting very pissed off. I really don't ever experience this kind of anger IRL.

The earliest dream I remember was at my dad's old house. We were inside his living room and there were dogs everywhere. His dog Charlie was laying on top of Simon and we were laughing at that. We go into our driveway and across the street to the neighbors house. Out front is Mike Pence and his wife. I look down and apparently I'm wearing a Mike Pence shirt. We all go up and introduce ourselves to them.

Walking back across the street I see the garage is open and dark. I know this place is haunted in some way. I'm waiting for something scary to happen but it doesn't. Other things happen in the dream but I remember I had left and then come back to the front porch. On the front porch is my dad and sister talking.

Another dream I'm at my friend Nate's house but it's really someone else's house. I'm there with a bunch of people in this one room doing a raid boss for WoW. We spend about 10 minutes on this fight where at the beginning two orbs make a lightning pathway and then the rest of the people need to find a path around it sort of like snake. We realize the two people leading the orbs really messed it up so we have to start all over. I get up and say that we're going to take a break. People go off into other rooms doing things. Some take showers and I know I'm trying to take one as well. Sam and I sort of fight for one and then he tells me I can and I tell him he can.

At some point Korri is driving over to her house which is in Castle Wood and I'm tempted to ask her to stop at my mom's house so that I can shower and pick up some clothing. We stop at her place and I can see these two guys in front of me dressing up in shirts and ties but the ties are really messy and they're complaining. I laugh at little but know I need to get ready for this New Year's Celebration.

I'm not sure about the timeline to the other dreams but I was ultimately trying to get to this New Year's celebration. The scene was over by the KC apartments but there were bars set up and this river/jungle to the right. We were walking by the bars and someone suggested these places, I was reading each of their signs aloud. One was to the right and purple inside. Eventually we're in the different bars. At one bar there were people in clusters under this roof over a bar where a bartender was serving drinks. I think I was trying to help someone talk to a girl or vice versa, I'm not really sure but we were going in between clusters of people having conversation and it got hostile at some point.

The last dream I was in this arcade place with some of my friends. We are sitting at this table when I see this skim ball game. Someone hands me a ball and I start rolling it up the ramp into the holes. There are a bunch of balls on the ramp in the way so sometimes I hit those and sometimes I hit the top of the cage. People behind me are cheering as I'm making a lot of balls into holes and especially the hard to get ones. I win the game and actually set the record for most points at 175. I keep telling people I couldn't believe it happened. I'm walking over to other games to see what they do. One of the games is set up where there's a platform and then a ball pit under it with a bunch of obstacles in the air. On the other side of the obstacles is this hoop that has a foam green fist stuck facing downwards and the object is to push it through. Will Ferrell is there trying to play the game with someone else. Eventually it does go through and a secret slot opens up on the left side of the game.

Behind the cabinet was a white cartoon bunny face and below that was a flashing orange button. He pressed it and another secret slot opens up and gives him the options of two prizes. They were both some sort of currency and I was confused because I thought he was going to win some sort of stuffed animal. Another game I saw was this flash game like the superhero where you literally put on red shoes and try to run really fast into the game to beat it. I saw my step brother Alex trying to play the game.

At the end of the dream I walked over to my friends where Sam Bahar and Sam's brother Jake were hanging out and talking. Sam was making a joke and I was watching on a laptop inspirational videos. I remember feeling really awkward like I couldn't contribute to the conversation.

This morning I had some of the realest lucids in a long time.

I'm at Kings Dominion which is an amusement park and I'm with my friend Ryan under the Anaconda rollercoaster. We're at this sort of food market place where a bunch of people are sitting down and talking. I'm trying to convince Ryan and his girlfriend that we should go on it but they aren't really responding. I start to ride on the Anaconda towards the actual beginning of it thinking it'll just loop and I'll be on it. When I get closer to it, I realize the track is ending and it stops at the end under the place where it normally starts. The dream sort of pauses and I start to get suspicious about this dream.

It starts in my room. I'm laying in my bed but perpendicular to how I usually sleep. My view is of my wall. I'm just staring at it when I start to wonder what I'm even doing. Then, I just remember that I'm dreaming and my mind agrees. I sit up from my bed and try a reality check, I start to breathe with my mouth closed. It works. I sort of cough but it works, so I decide I'm going to explore my house. My mind wants to do another reality check so I imagine there's a mirror on my wall next to the door. I look in it to see I'm me but my hair is sort of shaved on one side which isn't right. Then, I look into my bathroom mirror and see that I look like an old man version of me with white spiked hair. I laugh and start going in between the mirrors thinking its funny while chanting this weird song that I can't remember. Then, I go through my door and look down my stairs. I can hear this sort of noise that sounds like "ticka ticka ticka ticka" really fast. I call someone out and a guy dressed in a horse suit appears smiling at the bottom of the steps and we both start laughing like it's okay. I walk down stairs and there's a couple of guys just hanging out in my house, but it's not my roommates. In fact, I don't even know who these guys are. I remember thinking that these are the guys I'd be friends with if I never met my freshman year friends. We talk about something and then I walk towards the door. The dream starts to collapse as I'm starting to not think this is a dream. I panic and think "no no this is a dream come back to it" and then I reset in my bed. I get up and I do the same thing by looking in the mirror back and forth, seeing that I'm an old man in the mirror again. This past week I wrote an "A" on my hand so that I could use it as a reality check in my dreams so I look down at my left hand where it's supposed to be but instead it's this weird symbol that looks kinda like a "G" but different. I start to think that I'm not doing enough and I should challenge myself to more challenging things so I imagine I'm with Drake and sure enough him and I are in this room at our fraternity house with a bunch of random guys and girls. He talks to me about some things and then him and I are in this laundry room that's long and skinny. There's a black portable speaker thing that I'm playing music all of the sudden. The song is a version of one of his songs but it's different. I felt amazed I was playing a song that I had never heard before. Him and I are dancing around the room with a few other people having fun. We go back to the room we were in and there's people having sex everywhere. I go up to this one girl who's laying on her back with her legs up and this guy is giving her drugs so that they'll have sex. He gives her this powder stuff and puts it in her gums. She starts making that "ticka" noise I was talking about earlier. I remember that I almost decided to have sex with that girl but it was just too gross. I look around at other people having sex and think that it would be funny to see the guy in the horse costume in this situation but he never appeared. I climb on a bed in the room alone and decide I'm just going to have someone appear. I think about it for a while and someone sort of appears but nothing actually happens. I turn to some of the guys and tell them "Hey you guys know this is a dream right" and they just kinda laugh and push it off. There was this excited feeling I had like I was accomplishing lucidity. I walk over to this door and say that I'm going to challenge myself. I close the door and then say, this will now be a bathroom. When I opened it again it was a bathroom! Then, I said this will be my bedroom. I close it then open it again but it was still a bathroom. I try harder and finally it works, my bedroom is now through the door. I can see my bed. I get so excited the dream collapses.

I'm in this place where there's tickets being sold under a large sort of open building that has a roof and large open doors. There's a ticket place and then a place to turn in your tickets to go into the show. The show is ODESZA, but I don't have my ticket. I remember talking to my friend Madonna and some other person which both had tickets in their hands when I realized I didn't have one. They go in and I freak out because I don't want to pay 40 dollars for a ticket when I already had one at home. Somehow, I end up being let in. The way the show works is you sit down on these circular couch things that move you from room to room. I'm alone on one moving down this hallway where there's other couches in line and in front of me. Before the hallway ends the couch sort of follows the path on the ground which spins the couch. I end up in this giant room where there's a stage at the front. This was apparently the pre-show. People are walking around handing out wristband things that you apparently need a ticket to get and stay. They sort of just throw one to me even though I didn't show them the ticket. I start to look around when I notice the bald man is just staring waiting for me to put mine on. I do so and then he walks away. Suddenly, there's this small stage right in front of us with a rock band playing on it. No one really seems interested. We are moved through another hallway and into another room. Inside, my mind is now playing World of Warcraft. I'm this Tauren Warrior tanking in this boss fight. The boss is some weird Cathulu looking thing and he's throwing all of this fire and shit at us. At some point in the fight my character flies up over these dinosaur things that are running at me. I do a couple more mechanics before it ends. Then, I'm walking up the hill to Ironforge. I'm in 1st person mode now. My friend Moo and someone else are walking with me and they ask me a question about the game that's weird. I say "I don't know I haven't played in 3 years." There's realistic guards outside walking around. We go inside and it's just way different than IRL. The auction house is placed over where the bank is with the bank. I fall down to where I see battleground people are. I don't really remember much else.

I'm at a party that is half inside half outside. There's a game where you put a beer can on the ground and then throw a spiked hockey stick onto it. Then, someone jumps on the beer can. This girl jumps on it after a guy throws the stick and then they give it to me to drink. I drink most of it and then my friend Kolby is there next to me. He wants to chug with a few other girls so we do but I end up spilling most of mine because I was leaning over too much. I go to this room and sit down where supposedly the best part of the party is but in reality I look around and everyone is on their phones not saying a word.

Fragment: I'm at my house waiting to go to class. I remember hanging out with a bunch of hood guys so I start walking towards their neighborhood which is towards campus. I'm walking up this hill when I see my friend Chappy walk by. She kind of looks at me and then looks away several times and I just think she's really sober and I'm not. I get to the neighborhood which is to the left of the hill and realize I can't just walk around people's houses looking for these certain guys so I change my mind and walk somewhere else.

Fragment: Really stressed about a test walking around campus. I see my friend Ryan but I act like a don't since I'm from afar. I see my friend Lauren near the stadium and our moms are there talking too. I think there was a dog.

Fragment: Dream where my friend Kolby and I are in this music class though it's taught by my Accounting professor. He's testing us by having us sing by ourselves to the whole class. I start to freak out because my friend Kolby isn't a good singer and I'm afraid for him. Half the class goes and then apparently a couple of days goes by and it's our part of the class' turn. Kolby says that he's sick and doesn't go. The professor asks a random Asian kid to go and he's just really confused. I look over Kolby's shoulder when he's working on some test thing.

I don't remember dreams for last night but when I fell back asleep this morning I had at least two, maybe three but I'm pretty sure 2/3 are connected, but I don't know how and I don't know the chronology.
I remember having sleep paralysis (at this point I can't even tell if it was real or not). I tried reaching for the fan remote that was on the floor by my bed (my arm was hanging off, and the remote was out of view but I knew it was there somehow). I grabbed it but couldn't do anything else. Then I tried pulling my head up, which didn't work, and then I tried wiggling my feet which only worked slightly. Then I just sat there accepting my defeat and waiting for my mind to drift off back to sleep, but I get bored and a little bit annoyed I can't get more comfortable so I try again and suddenly I'm able to peel myself off the bed.

I get out of bed and look around. It's very dark in my room, but absolutely nothing else is out of place, yet I decide to RC anyway. It works. I decide I'm going to fly around. I fly right through my roof as if it wasn't even there, and I look down at my house and it's like a glitched video game. I can see through the roof and everything around my house on the outside is just pitch black as if it doesn't exist. I can see into all the rooms and I see my dad at his laptop in one. I fly-swim around and drop into another room. It's dark all throughout the house but it's light enough to see things somewhat clearly. I notice a laptop right up against the wall, open, and it's floating in mid air. I ignore it and don't think much of it. I rub my hands together and touch stuff and then I yell dream clarity and everything is pretty clear, I look at the laptop and admire how "HD" everything looks. I began to walk back to my room thinking of what I should do and when I'm about enter my room I feel the dream slipping and I quickly try to think of a way to keep the dream going but I fail.

Another dream I had I was going into Karazhan raid tryouts (in WoW). I was with my friend who was playing, and we go through the entrance, to the right into this huge room with a large disk, almost CD-looking but with a large hole in the middle. It was about the width of the room and it was kind of floating off the ground. In the middle was a giant robot looking thing (looks JUST like this https://www.dandwiki.com/w/images/2/2f/Arcane-golem.jpg). He was the boss we were going to fight. We all hop on the disk and it begans wobbling and spinning around the boss and it's really tough to stay on. I remember looking at a warlock to the left of me, it was an orc female, and I also looked to the right and saw my friend trying to stay on and stab the boss. I think we ended up killing him or something, and getting off the disk and walking back to the first room.

This third dream is connected to one of the last dreams, but I don't remember which. It begins with me falling out of the sky into the water into some minecraft world. I look out and to the right of me is a shore, left is a mountain, and forward is a mountain shaped like a creeper head, with eyes popping out. Suddenly there is a creeper in the water and I begin punching it and I notice it is only a creeper head. It's taking damage from something and it keeps trying to blow up and I deliver the finishing blow. I assumed it was drowning and that's why it was taking so much damage. I then swam to shore. I remember other things happened in that dream, like I flew around and talked to some people in a chat. I also think the dream started before I fell down into the water.

I had taken a two-hour nap earlier in the day, so when I went to bed at 1:45am I did not feel particularly sleepy. It seemed like a good opportunity to get lucid, so I fixed intention on fireworks task and did a few rounds of SSILD before falling asleep.

I had an NLD that was strongly WoW-influenced (day residue) in which I had gotten stuck in the middle of a quest chain and was searching the environment for objects that had a yellow exclamation point over them. This went on for a long time but at some point I finally recognized that I was dreaming. Although this pushed me near waking and disrupted the dream, I had enough awareness to avoid moving and held on to dreamstate as well as I could. I searched for something to better anchor me there, and noticed that I could distinctly hear voices conversing, although I could not see the figures—in fact I couldn't see anything at all.

I don't recall the specific words now although I could hear them clearly at the time. I recall how spontaneous and random the conversation seemed, with no relationship I could discern to day residue, my own memories, or even the earlier dream. I listened carefully to try to figure out what was going on. A younger girl who sounded like a teenager was arguing with an older woman about something she wanted to do. At first I assumed it was her mother but then decided it must be a caretaker after she called her "Nanny" at one point. I was not involved in the scenario, I was just listening in the dark.

Even though I didn't feel integrated into my dream body and lacked visuals altogether, the audible conversation was so vivid that I figured I must be reasonably secure in the dream state, so I figured I'd try the TOTM and see if I could coax a better REM state into effect. The fireworks task was perfect for this, since it was something I could attempt without moving much or needing anything from the environment. I imagined holding out my hand, palm up, and shooting fireworks from the center of my palm. Something did happen: I could half-see a kind of ghostly outline of my hand, like when you look at it in almost total darkness, and then above the palm emerged a faint graphic that resembled a model of the solar system, with the planets hanging in space and lines indicating their orbits.

It's hard to describe what "seeing" this was like, since it was neither seeing in the usual sense, nor was it merely thinking or imagining, but something in between, or possibly different from them all. Have you ever been in a situation where it was so dark that you looked at your hand and weren't sure that you were really seeing it or your mind was just filling in the outlines where it knew they should be? It was a bit like that, but different, because in addition to my hand I could also "see" the solar system graphic, an image I would not have expected, and because ultimately I didn't feel like I was really "seeing" any of this with my eyes, even dream eyes. Part of the problem is that I still didn't feel fully embodied, so the darkness didn't just feel like an absence of light, but like a condition—inner darkness as opposed to outer darkness? Even at the time I suspected I wasn't in full REM. The visual impression was there, but it didn't register as genuinely visual.

I decided that I must not be dreaming deeply enough to see properly, and this gave rise to a more substantial physical sensation of lying in my bed, as though I had woken up, yet I knew clearly that I was still in the dream state. I had half a mind to try fireworks again right then and there, and half a mind to better integrate with the dream body, so it seemed like what happened next was an amalgamation of the two intentions. I was focusing on my hands and they began to rotate rapidly, not the normal rotation permitted by the wrist joint, but a full 360-degree rotation, as though they were propellers. They were moving so fast that I could feel the vibrations throughout my whole body.

Although this result had been spontaneous and unexpected, I wondered if I could use it to leverage myself out of the bed, since apart from my weird propeller hands, I still didn't feel well-connected to the dream body. I hesitated to try any larger movements lest I accidentally move my real body and wake up. So I let my left propeller hand slacken and lifted the right, willing it to turn into something like the blade of a helicopter that might elevate me vertically out of bed. The propeller movement became wider and faster, as though my whole forearm was now spinning around the elbow, and the vibrations intensified, but I felt no sense of lift. I remembered that helicopter blades needed to be angled a certain way in order to provide lift, and tried to will my propeller arm to work similarly, but I guess I don't know enough about aerodynamics to convince myself that I could pull it off!

Since the right arm was not doing the trick on its own, I put my left arm back in play to provide more oomph. Now both my propeller arms were rotating at incredible speed and I could feel the whole bed vibrating along with my body. I couldn't believe that all this movement wasn't waking up my husband, who was lying pressed up right next to me. This is a common failing of dream logic: even when I am perfectly aware that I am dreaming, I irrationally worry that something I am doing might disrupt his sleep. Around this time I woke up for real, and of course he was over on his side of the bed, so the feeling of close physical contact had also been a dream impression.

It was unusual that the audio and physical impressions were so clear but that the visual field remained opaque. Is this an NREM state? The closest parallel I've experienced to this in the initial stage of many WILDs, right after transition, and in those cases I have also theorized that REM hadn't fully kicked in yet.

My subconscious rarely tells me happy love stories. It was interesting though, and there were also moments where we heard each others thoughts.

My character was not defined, I wasn't precisely myself, but I wasn't a character from the show. My love interest was actor Matt Ryan wearing the guise of John Constantine from the TV series. He wore his trademark white button-up, loosened tie and black slacks. I feel like there was more before this point and I just don't remember. Anyway. Constantine is lying supine on a flat elevated surface, in a barren living room with one large window and dull beige carpet. There are two other people in the house, a man and a woman. We are holed up here while we wait for some threat to descend, they hate John and me by association. The man comes into the room and hovers over John who is clearly unconscious.
At first he only mutters insults under his breath but soon this abuse escalates to pinches and prods. I rush to his aid, yelling at the man to stop, hastily dropping to my knees beside Constantine's head as he stirs restlessly. He raises his head and shoulders wrongly convincing me that he's conscious. I cradle his head to my folded knees with one hand and grab the man's wrist with the other to stop him, but he proves too strong and wrests himself from my grip. He lands several blows to John's rib cage, growling at him.
John's eyes snap open, fogged with confusion and enraged by the intrusion. In a moment of fast building tension, the man's aggression begins to peak, incensed by Constantine's own irritation. I know that if he lashes out he'll just regret it. I try turning his attention to me by speaking his name. He doesn't notice and just smacks weakly at his assailant telling him to bugger off. Jesus, he has the accent and everything. It's confusing, John recoils under a rain of shallow strikes, but once John is lucid, it's his acidic remarks that turn the man on his heels.
"Hey, I'm sorry okay?" The apology turns his focus to me. "I tried to stop him, but he was too strong." I need him to know I wasn't just standing by while someone hurt him. My hair falls in a dark curtain past my shoulder as I lean over him, my palm to his cheek, fingers along his jaw. His expression is unusually...soft, unguarded, like he's not sure he's awake. It startles me because I'm not used to seeing him without his sardonic armor. I realize he has said something to me and I was too busy staring at him to hear it. "What?"
Why are you looking at me like that? he thinks, saying "Is everything alright?"
I notice also that one of his eyes is half green and half brown, split vertically. It's extraordinary. "Yes." I say, thinking I've never noticed your eye before...I brush my thumb across his cheekbone, he closes his eyes all the tension easing from his face. I know he would like me to believe that this attraction is one sided so I withdraw my hand and eventually he sits up and I leave him.

The second part has a little WoW mixed in. There's a complex building, a dark warren of rooms and narrow halls. A young woman in our group was turned by a supposed ally and brought here by a cultist, to cast a spell that would serve the Rising Darkness. I slip into the hallway from the courtyard. The door at the other end stands open and I see one black-robed cultist raising her arms and chanting. In the first room to my left is an Ogre boss that I know I'll have to kill before going into the final room. I turn to fight. It shakes its weapon overhead, enraged at the sight of me. I seriously miscalculated, it wasn't alone and I died horribly, so I had to run back to my corpse like in the game. By the time I returned it was all over.
The house suddenly feels busy, Constantine comes into the Ogre room through a broken window, followed by Chaz and several others. The daylight shines white behind him, outlining his frame in a glowing aura. His face is what strikes me though, his features are grimly worried and exhausted, with a thin sheen of sweat. His dark eyes glitter in the half light, and I hear his thought clearly. You're better off without me, love.
But I'm not. I think.
This has never happened to me before, it is not a sensation I'm familiar with even when awake so this was also particularly striking. An ache settled into my chest and arms with the absence of him. Never have I been so consumed with the need to embrace a person and I couldn't decide what was worse: the haunted way he was looking at me, or the negative space between us.
I close the span between us and and whisper a word past the sudden knot in my throat, unable to articulate my feelings. It was unthinkable to leave him standing there alone, to leave this aching unattended. When did this longing become such a deep, unspoken part of our interactions? When did it become this?
I knew then that he would have left without telling me and had instead came here to my rescue. I had, after all, charged off on my own. Our arms went fluidly around each other, two halves suddenly made whole. The malaise vanished. I could feel where his wrists crossed between my shoulder blades, unyielding as stone, he was solid. Real. I was short, like my waking self, so the top of my head only reached his shoulder. His shirt felt coarse against my cheek and ear where they pressed hard against his chest, I could feel the fine tremor that shook throughout his entirety. Because this hurt too, in a different way. I feel one of his hands move up and the pull of my hair on my scalp as his hand clenched into a fist in it before settling on the back of my neck. No, I wasn't better off at all.

There's a lapse and I'm most definitely myself, in my kitchen, talking to my dad on the phone. This was a couple days after my first student showcase where I've been learning guitar, and I didn't invite my dad because he can be overly critical. He has heard about the showcase and called to ask why he didn't know about it until after. He has somehow seen a recording of it and starts in on my performance. I get really angry and start yelling at him, saying "THIS IS WHY YOU WEREN'T INVITED." I drop the phone, and people in the other room can hear my argument. Constantine thinks I've hung up and mentions loudly to someone nearby that he can't believe someone would treat their daughter this way and calls my dad an asshole. Because I'm actually still on the phone, I start talking loudly hoping my dad didn't hear any of that....and then I woke up.

Apparently I like anti-heroes. *eye-roll*

Post-edit 12/22/2014: Okay, so on the 12th I watched the most recent episode of Constantine. I borrowed a few elements, but I hadn't watched it closely because I was getting ready for work and I only just now really sat down to watch it.

Spoiler for Vague Constantine Spoilers (Because I'm too lazy to go into exact detail):

So the interesting bit here isn't what I borrowed from what I watched before the dream, it's in what I didn't know I was borrowing until just now.
Very loosely: A character is kidnapped, it sounds like it's by a cult.
They introduce the Big Bad for the season, a group of warlocks everyone thought has been extinct for eons.
A woman they thought was their friend betrayed John.
How I touched John's face in the dream mirror's John's action toward a woman near the end of the episode.
I saw Chaz climbing in through the broken window holding the same knife as at the end of the episode.

Certain lyrics from The Honey Trees songs, Golden Crown and Siren.

I dreamt I was walking down the road with my dad and sister to go to this pool party, but for some reason we stopped at my neighbor's house and they wanted to grab a bite at mcdonalds. They talked to us through this camera on their garage door and put us to sleep with this gas but then we woke up in their car and it was third person view for a second. Suddenly it was first person and there was another tiny camera on the rear view mirror and it was my brother's step-mother (we dont have the same dad) talking to us through it. she could drive the car remotely and took us to mcdonalds. It didn't take long for us to get back, and it was just me in the car and for some reason I was trying to gather all of my french fries that spilled all over the car, and she started driving down the street. The car door is wide open on my side and I'm just hanging out, eating my french fries. Suddenly a car behind us comes speeding down, goes off the road and runs this lady over, 3 other people freak out and I'm like "Get out of here" and we start to drive away but I decide to turn around because since I was a witness I didn't want to flee the scene and have the cops arrest me for running. We went back, but then we passed it again.
Later I was at my house and all of my papers were sorted out on the floor, and people were in my room and I told them what happened.

Then I had another world of warcraft dream where I was flying on a wyvern as a blood elf paladin, and talking in chat. Then I remember jumping up and down in orgrimmar for some reason, then flying away to go to the portal to take me to draenor.

Then I dreamt I was in school, my math class and we sit in vertical rows, I was in the back and had an assigned seat. I sat there and beside me was my friend, and then this other dude who is kind of shady and doesnt often shower. A little while in to class, my friend scoots over and she says "this dude is really creepy and won't stop rambling..." and she goes on about that. Then we have to do this assignment were we have to make a rhyme for all these different problems, and the problem I'm on is about this king, I look over at my friend's paper and just copied what she had. Then the bell rang as I was thinking of another and as I was walking down the hallway I started talking to another friend of mine.

After that I had a lucid dream. I was "watching" this dude do a "lucid dream let's play". (although I felt as if I wasn't actually manifested in the dream, it was just the guy playing). he says "okay, I'm going to do a reality check... everything seems fine" (then I do one myself... I feel it but ignore it but I know something's off) and then he's on this cliff thats green and looks fake like a video game, he gets in a fake looking black jet and he says "we're going to follow the story of the dream, but I want you guys in the comments to tell me whether or not you want that, for now we will follow the story." I do another reality check and I notice it that time, and I manifest myself in the dream, take control of the jet and I fly to my house. Suddenly I'm in my room. I hop up and rub my hands together, nothing happens so I shout DREAM CLARITY! and WHOOSH a sensation through my body and I see as the whole room goes crazy. I walk around my house and I decide to try out the spinning thing, so I rub my hands together and spin around and the dream goes nuts again, but I'm still in my room. I make it daytime and try to fly out my kitchen window, but when I get outside it's night again. I think it's fine. I decide to fly off, and as I'm going I crash land. Then I try to make a helicopter thinking that'd be cool, and I start hovering through the air and I make helicopter sounds, but then I go through a bunch of oak tree branches and I fall down. I try a jet, doesn't work. I try the helicopter again and I fly over this huge chainlink fence in my backyard and I land in this other yard, it has one street light lighting it up and it has two, longish buildings, but theyre still kinda small, and different buildings in the background. I jump up on one and I think "oh, crap, my dream goals thats right! I should practice that" so I'm on the roof, and I think to myself "When I turn around, (girl from my school's name) will be there!" I turn around and nothing. I look away and think "When I turn around, Sonata Dusk will be there!" I turn around and WHOA there she is! I was so proud that I did it in one lucid dream. I hop down and my alarm goes off and everything fades to black and suddenly I'm in the material world......