I've been doing reality checks using a broken watch stopped at 1:42.58seconds pm. It's a really heavy and chunky watch I often notice myself wearing as well doing regular reality checks. I wasn't sure if being broken my totem would work, watches don't work properly in dreams and therefore would my watch remain broken fooling me. Anyway I was at the pool and doing a regular half hour reality check. I looked down at my watch, then did a double take. My watches hands were rapidly quivering. It was like they wanted to do what they had been made for, but couldn't. I was pretty stoked. Don't remember using my lucidity, however next morning I had an amazing trip after a WBTB, did heaps of experiments like making people vanish, object change colour, levitation... all sorts. I was on quite a drought till then.
I dreamed of: Areoplanes, they were huge passenger jets and cargo planes. All were loaded to the brim and only just made it a few meters off the ground after a huge run up. Of bullies at school who I don't tolerate and tell on (as I should have in life) Of Trains... I am at a train crossing in a car with a friend, the boom gates are down and we wait for ages... finally a model toy train shows up. My friend is confused, he asks "is this a model train exhibit?" There's this girl, a friend of my sister. She looks like the one from American Pie "This one time at band camp..." and talks like her too. She may be interested in me. I am in a line of people. We are on some sort of production line / catwalk. We are all push a stale slice of toast along the ground in from of us. We do three cycles of this. There is now some sort of Nazi prison camp Guard. He makes us bury the slices into a hole. What the hell this signifies / means !!!! I am in a burning field. I am being taught that you should never run away from fire because it will easily catch up to you and kill you. Instead you must run parallel to the fire front to confuse it.
Dreamt I was back in my teens. Some hot head preacher has decided to start up Sunday school on Fridays and well as Sundays. He knew I hated this idea and hated Sundays, but he thought he could discipline me in front of all his followers. He had no idea what hit him as I questioned and challenged his authority in front of all his followers. I called his church a stupid cult. It was a really angry dream! But the ending was cool... After all that there was this beautiful lake and unknown snowy mountains behind it. It felt like an adventure waiting to happen.
A tram derails. I am diving in sea weed. There's a tsunami and I wonder if the rest of the world is alarmed at how many we have been having lately. There's a power cut in a library because of the derailed tram.