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#174 - 4:10AM - DEILD

I fully intended to have some WBTB coffee this morning but I was too tired to get up. I had a micro awakening later and thought I was going for WILD but it was probably more of a DEILD. Same thing I suppose. I was actually scolding myself for being to lazy to DJ when I noticed how relaxed my body was.

I start focusing on just pure awareness like Saegous teaches and soon notice my body feels like it is in an awkward position. I thought I was on my back and my left arm and leg was all cramped up and hanging in the air, but I knew in reality I was lying on my left side. I meditate on this for a few seconds waiting for it to change. I told myself that I didnt care if I waited all the rest of the morning, I would not give up. It was not a long wait until I notice vibrations . I decide to go ahead and make the transition out of my body.

I was a little wobbly and with blurred vision at first but after a moment I find myself standing in the brightly lit kitchen of the old Luling house. There is fear associated with this house and I feel it like an evil presence hovering behind me. I do my best to push this thought away but I know I wont feel at ease until I get outside.There are dishes that need done and several other things out on the counter. The dream wasn't feeling all that stable so I pick up the first thing I see. A ketchup bottle. I start rubbing my hands on it like it's a magic lamp until I feel more stable. The kitchen gets dark once but I will the light back on.

I start to go into the living room but it is too dark and I hesitate. I realize that I have really have a dream phobia of the dark and getting this issue under control is a big goal this month so I said, "Fuck it."

I step into the total darkness and soon begin to make out shapes and some dim faint light. I look straight up and find the ceiling fan. I reach up and grab the chain right away and pull. The light comes on perfectly. I looked around and saw the living room. It looks pretty much the same but the furniture is a little different. I see an infant laying on the back of the couch asleep. I hover over it to see if it is my son but I do not recognize him/her so I go outside.

As I open the front door I notice that it is dimly lit like dawn or twilight. It's light outside! Lacking any real goal now, I decide I want to try producing fire from my hands again. I hold one finger up expecting to see a flame. I can hear something like the roar of a large fire but only see a clear energy like heat vapor from and invisible heat source. I try all five fingers on my right hand but all to the same effect. Then I switch to producing thick black smoke but the dream suddenly collapses and I wake up.

I later have the most vivid non lucid sex dream with my wife. I could decribe it as if it happened in waking life. Unfortunatly the alarm went off a little too soon.

Between snoozes I had another dream of getting pulled over. I was speeding because I was late for work and the cop was taking forever to come to my window.

#173 - 4:21am - MILD


I don't know when I become lucid exactly as the first part of this dream is hazy. I think I must have been at least semi-lucid for a bit until I fully realized it was a dream.

I am in some office building. There are chairs and a couch to wait and a long rounded counter with three young women working behind it. The look of it reminds me of something like the county tax assessors office at the courthouse in Carthage, MO. The look and feel is the same and the building looks just as old.

I think there was something about... I was trying to get someone to help me but for some reason they chose to ignore me. I get annoyed and sit back down.

Then an elderly black man in an old school suit and fedora comes in and starts talking to the women at the counter. He looks a lot like Morgan Freeman but says he is Jesus. This gets my attention.



I am fully lucid now and standing next to him. I ask him shocked, "Did you just say you were Jesus?"
He's several inches taller than me and has to look down to answer, "That's right."
I remember I am standing there in just my boxer-briefs and make a weak attempt to cover myself. "Oh well I guess I should be more dressed but I think it's OK since I am really in my bed. This is a dream."
Jesus gives me a half smile and a knowing look and gets back to talking to the women. "Now, what I was sayin' was, Everyone's clicking along like an old dog...tryin' to find their way... But they all got something missing. You ain't gonna get nowhere without Jesus."
I interrupt him now though he looks finished, "OK wait. Let me make sure I'm going to remember this." I recite the words back to him, "Everyone's clicking along like an old dog...tryin' to find their way... But they all got something missing. Uhhh... what was the last part."
Now, Jesus looks like he can't remember what he just said and I find this to be a flaw. I suppose he really is just a dream character after all. He scrunches his face and hisses through his teeth like he is trying so hard to remember. "Oh Jesus help me", he says.
"Oh wait" I blurt out the rest of the words, "You ain't gonna get nowhere without Jesus. I got it."
Jesus smiles, gives me another knowing look and looks satisfied. Was he just toying with me there? He turns to the women behind the counter. "Now. Get this man an account." He puts his fedora on and turns to leave.
"Hey wait.", I say. Jesus pauses. "Ummm. Well... Why do you look..."
Jesus' head snaps around and he gives me a half-joking scolding look.
I figure he knows anyway I might as well just ask. "I'm just going to say it. Why are you a black man?"
Jesus shrugs and leaves me to figure it out waiting patiently.
I say, "Oh because you're Jesus and you can take any form you want!"
Jesus tips his hat and smiles and walks away.

I turn to the women behind the counter buy they are hurriedly getting things together to leave for the day. I guess I don't really need an account? Not wanting the dream to end and forgetting all my goals now, I say, "Hey! What do you want to do now?
The one that I just seem to know as Megan says, "Play paintball!"
"Oh well I..." I stop myself thinking of Jesus' visit.
"What?"
"Oh I was going to say something inappropriate but I don't think Jesus would appreciate that."
Megan laughs, "Oh well you better keep it to yourself."

The dream seems to be starting to fade now but I suddenly remember part of my task. It was something to do with intelligent DCs. I decide to just test one of the ladies. I see and plain yet attractive brunette sitting on the couch waiting for the other girls. There is a tall window behind her letting in sunlight. The room looks slightly smoky. I walk to her. "Hey, what's your name?"
Megan sarcastically yells from the back room, "Uh MEGAN."
"Not you. Her."
The brunette answers, "Kaysha"
"What?"
"Kaysha."
I find the name odd and it feel a little like I forced her to say a random name. "Ok Kaysha. Who are you?"
Kaysha immediately responds, "The administrator."
"The administrator... Yeah that's not what I meant. Who are you personally?" As soon as I asks that Kaysha, along with the other two, including Megan, shut down and becomes silent and lifeless. I pat her leg with mock sympathy but mostly for stability as now the dream is getting really dark. I continue now with a mocking tone. "See? That's what I'm talking about. It's OK Kaysha. It's OK.

The dream fades and I allow myself to wake up to recall the dream.

#172 - 5:44AM - DILD

I was going for a second WILD this time but felt too tired to keep concentration. At some point my wife kissed when she left to go to the city wide garage sales and I tried DEILD. I don't know if I was successful as I felt like I as in and out of lucidity and forgot a lot of dream content.

There was something about my daughters coming in the room while I was trying to WILD. They kept interrupting me and I sent them out several times. I got on my laptop to check something in my DJ and laid back down.

I remember a lucid fragment of examining myself in the mirror and had the same long blond hair as my older daughter. My face looked the same only beardless. I noticed how similar we look now. I lose concentration and lucidity. I wonder why I chose to grow my hair so long. That must have taken me a long time.

The next thing I remember I was in an inmate in a prison. I have the feeling that I was lucid briefly and lost it. I am sitting down at the tables in the prison cafeteria. I look at my hands and notice that I have dark skin. I think about how a group of us kept trying to escape but always fail. I see a man near me that looks like Jerry from Parks and Recreation. I start crying and sounding a little like Chris Tucker and say to him, "Man, what I did wasn't even that bad... AND THEY LOCKED ME UP IN HERE IN ALCATRAZ!... whatchu in for?"
The man, Jerry, says matter-of-factly, "Nothing."
I cry some more, "See!? You didn't even do nothing and they locked you up toooooo! ahhhhhhh!"

Then a man in a suit sits next to me and whispers something to "Jerry" that I can't remember. Jerry stands up looking totally shocked and just keeps muttering "Yep" and "OK". What the suited man said didn't make sense and I looked to him for clarification. He turns to me and mouths the words, "He's free to go."

Then I am genuinely happy for Jerry and several of the inmates and I start congratulating him. Jerry continues to look shocked and slowly walks off. I shout something like, "Don't worry we'll all be at your house for diner tonight to celebrate!" Several of the inmates laugh because we all know that's unlikely.

Then I see a headless man in a t-shirt with bright red, yellow, and green stripes. He's doing a happy dance for Jerry and everyone treats him like he's just comedic relief. They laugh at him and shout out random heckles. I remember this sign from several of my dreams and become mildly lucid. I shout, "What does his neckline look like?" I want to see if he is smooth like he was born that way or if there is gore. I fly over everyone and look. Of course, he is smooth but looks like he is made of some fabric and stuffing. For some reason I get the urge to bite him there. It's is soft and spongy. Then, I get the idea to merge with him and disguise myself as a way out. I place my head in the empty place and our bodies become one. I continue dancing around and grabbing at my junk, making everyone laugh. For a brief moment I feel like I am grabbing another mans junk like a reach around. I pause feeling a little sick and lose lucidity.

Now, it's like I am totally disconnected from the dream and I feel like a fly on the wall just watching. The headless man is not me nor is he headless... He's the LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE fool from youtube! Anyway, he's just sitting in the drivers seat of a convertible riding long with some Hispanic police officer with a thick dark mustache. He reminds me of a character from Super Troopers or Reno 911. I get the feeling like they are a gay couple. They are talking to each other and the leave-Britney-alone-fool is crying about something while twirling his hair.

Suddenly, I say, "This is a dream. I am dreaming!" I am now sitting alone in the convertible in the back seat. I realize how disconnected I felt and look around. I just need to ground myself. It looks like I am near some businesses and a semi busy highway. I see a blue dumpster with a sign. I focus on the lettering and watch as it morphs and moves around. Then I look around again and I feel solid and stable. That's better. I feel fully lucid now and in control.

I get out of the car thinking of the China TOTY. I think that maybe if I climb over buildings enough I can repeat my last attempt. It doesn't seem to be working. I see a bright red building and decide to try one last time. Still it's just plain-jane-suburbia. I notice it's getting dark and worry that this is the beginning of the dream collapsing. I try not to worry about it and fly. I don't get up very far when I notice a storm cloud with vividly clear starry night sky above it on the horizon. There is a flash of lightning and the dream starts to get dark on me. I decide to quickly fall back down. I see a tan colored station wagon below and land on top, smashing it. I turn to look and start laughing. I say out loud to no one in particular, "Dude, look at that car! I totally smashed it!" I really study the car because I think I'll draw it later but the more I look at it the more non-car-like it becomes. I move on.

I notice that I landed in the yard of some housing complex or apartments. I see there are no trees and the wind starts picking up. I feel a few drops of rain on my face. I try to ignore the coming storm and focus on making a wormhole. My concentration weakens and my half hearted efforts fail me. I find the wind very distracting. But I remember my back up plan.

I'll summon CL and hitch a ride. I walk into the street and shout as loud as I can, "HEY CANISLUCIDUS! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP!" I wait a moment in the street rubbing my hands for stability. In a few seconds something like a red minivan shows up with bright headlights on. I stand waiting with excitement and put a thumb out so he knows it's me. The vehicle stops to pick me up. I open the door and climb in like it's now a bus or some jacked up truck. I look up and the top half of the driver is shrouded in darkness but I can clearly see shaved feminine legs. I climb the rest of the way in and sit down. I try to change the character into CL visualizing his face but as the light clears things up I see that it is a young attractive woman. She is petite and slender with dark short cropped hair. She looks like she is wearing something like a Laura Croft outfit and I admire her beauty briefly.

Confused, I ask, "Where is CanisLucidus?" Her response is garbled and sounds like gibberish and I try making sense of it but I think I get the gist of it. "You mean you already dropped him off at my house?"
Responds with a clear, "Yes."
"Ahhhhh... Well, just call him up on the cell and tell him to teleport in here with us."
She pulls a cellphone out of her pocked and dials. She says something sort of garbled again but it sounds like she is doing what I asked.

I look at the road now and see what we are driving down a long hallway with many doors. Each time we get close to one it opens. I notice there are many different types. Some white some brown. Some wooden. Some metal. Now I feel like I am running. I start to turn back to see If CL is with me but I abruptly wake up.


As soon as I open my eyes there is a bright flash of lightning in the room. I assume the storm woke me which explains my dream a little.

Next, I pretty much pass out hard until 10:30am with very little recall.

#171 - 4:41AM - WILD/OBE

I am too wakeful during my WILD so I turn on the irrational thought while maintaining focus on my face and back of neck. Soon that "feeling" alerts me and I focus more on my body. The moment I do that the vibrations start.

I transition out easily unhindered this time but I notice a strange sound. It's my own snoring. It sounds odd and half like apnea, like my breathing is obstructed. I think that I just need to adjust my pillow or roll over to my side but I don't want the dream to end so soon. I try to just ignore it.

I go into the dark kitchen and flip the light switch. Nothing. I try again and imagine the florescent lights flickering on. It works! I am now in the well lit kitchen and notice how everything looks pretty much the same. Including those dishes we failed to do last night. My throat feels extremely dry and I see a glass of water on the floor. I pick it up and drink it but it tastes something like warm spit. I realize I am probably just swallowing drool in my sleep. Either way it's gross and I instinctively get some more water out of the tap only to have the same effect. Good God this snoring is annoying. I try to even out my breathing but it only helps when I concentrate on it. I decide to try to briefly wake myself and roll over but I feel stuck in the dream and can't wake up.

My efforts put me back in my dream bed and I feel like spinning and I do so until I am standing next to my bed. (NOTE TO SELF: This may prove to be a useful way of teleporting if I can change my location by changing my expectations.) I can still hear my horrible breathing and it really distracts me from any goals I have. I think about just holding my breath until I wake up but the last time I did that was really painful. I decide to just wait this one out and play with the environment. It's really dark again and I wander into the bathroom. I decide to get some light in here by opening the blinds. The right one was only dark void but the left one lit up the room. I look around and notice the shower is actually on the window side. This is totally backwards but it doesn't matter to me. Then, the dream starts getting dark and I concentrate on the light. I close and open the dark side and now there is twice the light.

For some reason the snoring is so distracting that I just literally hang out in the bathroom. I float up and climb on top of the shower doors. Then I hang there as menthol kicks in. (Is this really the expectation now?!) I imagine my wife coming in and giving me a blow job. She doesn't show up but now I am really excited. I float into the bedroom. I try not to look at my side of the bed and don't worry about seeing my other body. I focus just on her. She is awake sitting up and ready for me with a warm smile. The light coming in from the window makes me feel like it's early morning. The rest of the dream is none of your business! But ultimately my snoring was so distracting that I didn't fully enjoy it as much as I could have. At some point I closed my eyes during my love making and the dream broke apart waking me up. That was a bitter sweet moment as I was enjoying the realism of the dream but I was so glad that horrible sound stopped.

This is the second time I have had breathing issues on my back during a lucid. Perhaps I should look into that!

#170 - 4:16AM - WILD

I decide to go for MILD this time but I have a hard time getting comfortable and end up on my left side. I'm dealing with some insomnia so I decide WILD might be better. The last time I check the clock, it's getting close to 4AM. I still feel wakeful with racing thoughts as I focus on my face and back of neck so I turn on the irrational part of my brain to avoid thought. I think of random nonsensical words and phrases and soon they come to my mind without any effort. I begin to seen random images and soon I feel myself in a deep trance while maintaining consciousness.

I suddenly feel jostled as if my wife is turning over in bed or getting up. I feel the vibrations now but wonder if she is going to ruin it for me. I concentrate on the back of my neck and the vibrations get stronger. I hear some sound like she is walking in the room and going around to the right side of the bed for the bathroom. Then, she says something to me. I don't quite understand the words but I am becoming annoyed that she is unwittingly sabotaging my WILD. She keeps blabbing away and I am considering waking myself to tell her to stop but I remember this is a common dream sign during the early stages of WILD and I consider the possibility that none of this is really havening. At that moment I hear my wife snoring on my left side and I now know this voice is a dream character.

The vibrations intensify and I transition out. When I am standing I see a figure in the dark directly in front of me. I become startled and I instinctively throw a right hook to the face of this DC. I pull back at the last instant as I realize this might be my wife. I feel my hand softly but forcefully make contact with flesh. For a brief second I cringe at the thought that I may have just attacked my wife in waking life. But no, I remind myself that I am dreaming. Without waisting any time the figure turns darker than night and takes a more shadowy, demonic and feline shape. The entity has an appearance like Katz but more muscular and realistic and dark. It takes hold of both my arms and crosses them over my chest so that I cannot swing at it again. I am forced hard on the bed with this entity pressing on top of me and I fall victim to true sleep paralysis. I try to take control of the situation and yell, "You better leave me alone. Get out of here right now!" It doesn't respond. I see red glowing eyes mocking me. Then I think of the only help I can call on. I begin to say, "I comma...." My voice gets stuck in my throat. (typical for SP) I try again forcing each word. My voice is a gasping whisper, "I command you...In the name of Jeeee... In the name of...JESUS." In that instant the weight is lifted and the presence is gone... or at least held at bay.

I am a little scared to transition again so I wait awhile and begin to spin. I feel myself rotating faster and faster. The feeling is somehow comforting and safe. At some point I feel my central axis shifting and find myself standing, then lying down, then standing again, all while spinning. Then, I blindly phase out through the bedroom door and push onward until I think I'm outside. I look around and see that I am still in the bedroom. I try falling backward through the wall and circle around through the door. I don't feel like I'm getting anywhere.

Then I am back in bed and I begin to see something bright. It looks like just a chunk of vision but it looks like our hardwood flooring. I feel like my physical eyes have opened and I close them. I see the dark line of my eyelids close over but I maintain the visual on the floor. I feel like I am seeing through my eyelids now. I move forward.

I am now in the living room but its dark again. I flip a light switch but nothing happens. I remember the demon and become frightened again. I can feel the presence of it in the dark kitchen. I look around and see the rest of the house is lit as it would be at this time of night which always adds to the realism. I say to the demon, "I'm going to kick your ass!" I start thinking that I should not have said that and I start running backward to the front door. I distantly realize that I have never ran backwards in a dream and the feeling is slow and awkward but I want to keep an eye on that demon. I am afraid I will be attacked or held back. When I reach the door I yell again, "Ill kick your ass if you follow me!" I hurriedly step outside and close the door. Safe.

I look around the neighborhood. There is no light but star light and the stars are uniformly spread across the night sky in a dotted grid of purplish blue LEDs. It's beautiful in a dark and dreary sort of way. I gasp and let out a ,"Wooow." I think of trying to fly to a star but like that one dream I feel this dream is still a little too unstable. Then, I remember my original task and walk out into the street. I call out, "Doctor? Doctor Who?" My voice is strong and loud now and I find this comforting. I am looking for an intelligent DC and I want it to be The Doctor.

I see a parked truck at the neighbor's and look in the back for the TARDIS but it is too dark. Now, there is a bright street light and nothing but void beyond the light's glow radius. Several times the darkness takes my vision but I bring the dream back by looking at my hands. I rub them and feel the asphalt. The sensation is surprisingly realistic as usual. As I do all of this I continue to yell for The Doctor to come.

This waiting is hard as I really have to focus to keep the dream together. I wander a little down the street to keep the dream flowing and stay somewhat active. Soon I see the headlights of two cars coming my direction out of the void. They park haphazardly around me and I begin visualizing the doctors face as people get out of the cars. My seems to be unstable and blurry but I see two women and two men. There may have been a fifth person but I cant tell. One woman looks like Bob's wife, Linda, and the other looks and older, heavier version of Sally Field. I didn't realize this until after I woke up but one man looks exactly like a version of The Master"

and the other guy stood farther back in the darkness but he was tall and slender like The 10th Doctor.

I ask Linda, "Where's Doctor Who?"
She looks confused, "who?"
I clarify, "I mean The Doctor. Where is The Doctor?"
She shakes her head.
"You don't know what I'm talking about do you? No? Of course not." I roll my eyes.

I feel the dream fade and I grab her arm to stabilize. Then, all the DCs become very animated and start talking to excitedly to each other all at once. The conversation was very fast and seemed intelligent. I tried following but only understood bits and pieces that I can not longer remember. l speak over them all, "I want to talk to the most intelligent dream character." They don't respond. They just keep talking to each other and the noise begins to sound like a crowd of people. I am annoyed but also amused. I say with a smile, "This was supposed to be a simple thing but now I have all these multiple personalties in my head!" I raise my hands in the air in aggravation.

Suddenly, the "Sally" one stands out the most and I pull her away from the group. "I want the most intelligent dream character. Is that you?"
She nods "yes" but her eyes stay fixed on the group like shes still following the conversation.
I beg her, "Please talk to me."
She calmly replies, "In a minute."
"No. I don't have much time." I know I will wake up soon.
She looks at me now. "OK. Ill talk to you."
I forget my original questions and pause for a moment. Then I think of the nightmarish transition earlier. "Why did I have that horrible image earlier?"
She automatically and quickly replies. "Because of your background history."
I pause and think this over but the dream starts to fade. I take her in a hug for stability and let the others fade out though I can still hear them like in a tin can far away someplace.
It is dark but I can feel her next to me. We continue our conversation in the void as I speak into her ear.
"OK, That makes a lot of sense but what is it?"
There's a brief silence as if she is thinking it over then, "It's your mobile imaging..."
I feel like the DC is breaking down to gibberish now but I continue anyway. "My mobile imaging?"
"...unfolded."
"My mobile imaging unfolded?"
She replies with a flat, "Yes."
I start to ask what she means but I want to remember this so bad. I repeat the phrase over in my mind. I have thoughts that I might forget the first parts of the dream and I unintentionally wake myself up.

The "background history" comment makes a lot of sense to me but the "mobile imaging unfolded" seems a little abstract. What I take from her response is that I sometimes get these bedside demonic entities from my radical evangelical religious background coupled with childhood fears. My subconscious mind merely manifests these things into being when I feel confused that my wife or some other person is in the room with me. Basically in short, It was just a figment of my imagination. Nothing more nothing less. Definitely not spiritual warfare.

#169 - 5:20AM - DILD/Fragments

I only recall a couple of fragments. I was very tired and didn't take the time to DJ until much later.

I am at work trying to find some documentation on a wire-harness. I look in several filing cabinets positioned in different awkward places throughout the plant. Finally, I find one but the assembly number ended in G04 and I was needing G05. I go back to look but the cabinet now has someones personal junk in it like a jacket and radio ect. I feel really confused and notice how dark the dream is getting but I don't catch on that I am dreaming just yet. I decide that I can make due without the documents and go back to my workstation.

When I sit down I notice that I am completely naked! I put the wire harness in my lap to cover myself and franticly look around to see if anyone is near me. I see a backpack next to me and start digging around for some clothes. I find a pair of yellow sweatpants and begin putting them on while trying to hid the lower half of my body under my desk. My boss, Carrie, walks near talking to someone. Her back is to me and the need to get dressed is even more urgent. I have a hard time getting the pants on. It's like I'm slightly damp and the pants are sticking to me. Finally after some struggle I get the pants up high enough to cover most of my nakedness. I notice how odd it feels to be going commando but I don't care. I dig some more for a shirt and find my wifes t-shirt then my son's shirt then something that looks like it belongs to one of my daughters. I say screw it and put on my wifes shirt. I look down again and notice I am now wearing jeans. I am confused how that could happen when I specifically remember the bright yellow sweatpants. Spencer walks up and says something to Carrie. When she turns around she looks right at me and I know that she knows. At that point I am so frantic for a way out that I finally realize its a dream. I tell her, "This is a dream anyway."

I immediately fall into darkness. I feel like I am wake but not sure. I try rubbing my hands but the feeling is faint. I think about going to my DJ but really want to DEILD. I relax a little too much and fall non lucid.

I am back at work walking through my work area to the break room. Jim, a quality engineer is being a prick again. He's giving some speech and sarcastically says, "If anyone doesn't understand...."
Being sarcastic back, I raise my hand and say, "Yeah, I don't." I continue walking to the break room. I hear Jim say something like, "He said he doesn't understand." He says it in such away that it was like I just cussed everyone out or something. When I get to the break room I begin to feel bad for it and realize how odd and dream like everything is. I say to myself, This is a dream.


Unfortunately I don't remember much after that. I feel like the dream morphed from wondering around at work to wondering around in a hospital but I just don't remember what happened exactly.

I recall another non-lucid where I am naked. What's up with the nakedness?

I was with my wife and son at some house and for some reason I was going to take a bath but she said why don't just bathe with Riley in the swimming pool. I stupidly agree. There are sliding glass doors in the bathroom. I go outside naked and hop over the wall of an above ground swimming pool. When I get in the water I notice I have an audience. To my horror I see all of my nieces and nephews standing by the ladder on the other side staring at me with shocked expression on their faces. They're all the young child versions of themselves and I feel extremely embarrassed. (BTW the oldest of them is 23 with 2 kids of her own irl. She was about 10 in this dream.) I try to hold Riley in front of me to hide myself but realize how stupid that was. I jump out of the water and run with Riley back inside. I can hear the oldest make some shocked muttered comment behind me.

Now, I am driving with my wife and I tell her what happened. I am upset that I never took a real bath but for some reason I feel clean enough. We go into a store for... Something. Can't remember.

Edit: I remember some detail now. We were leaving a store and there was this odd entry way like in a house with small glass side panels. The panels opened up to let me out but I didn't go that way. Someone remarked that must be how the thieves are getting in at night. I look down and see a strange tick on my leg. I brush it off and as I look at it on the carpet it swells up into a large spider. I step on it and walk away.

When we get back outside I realize we are driving her Sister's husband's truck. When we get in, there are bags of Quickrete in the cab. I say, "Oh Angel's actually planing on doing some work." One of the bags are in the floor and I move it to the back of the truck. I notice the truck is gray and not at all like his tan colored Toyota. I wonder why there is a clutch because I feel like it was supposed to be an automatic. I mention something to my wife about all of this but she conveniences me that all is normal. I look at the dash instruments and see only large letters: P R N D. I shrug and we drive off.

I try to WILD with the 30mins I have left before the alarm goes off but I was unsuccessful. I don't recall any additional dreams.

#168 - 4:54AM - WILD?/OBE - DILD

I have one more round of OBE FA for the night

*warning sexual content*

I find myself in another OBE but it feels slightly more stable. Still it's dark and I feel the need to stabilize. This time I go ahead and resort to floor licking wishing for light. Soon I see light coming through the windows. I get up and make my way out the back this time. I see my Stella, my cat, lying by the back door. For whatever reason I give her a lick too. My mouth becomes full of hair and I have to spit the fur out. Then I notice a strange sound. As I listen it become clear that it is raining hard outside.

I open the back door and see its raining so hard the back yard is flooded. I can play in the rain! Suddenly, the thought of playing in the rain because the best idea every. I excitedly step outside but as soon as I do the rain stops. I thought, Ah you've go to be freaking kidding me! I see the huge puddle that is my yard and get an idea. I think that if I dive into head first it will become deep enough to transition into an ocean and I'll be able to do the Australia TOTY.

I jump off the back deck and dive head first only to get my head stuck in mud and in darkness. Stubbornly, I make swimming motions and try to picture the coral life. Nothing happens and I am forced to give up. I pull my head back and find myself still in the same dream. I see some movement on the other side of the privacy fence and vault over to see who's there. There are a few very attractive young women hanging around. I feel menthol calling and I move in close to what looks like an Asian/Causation her hear is long curly and black. She jumps on me and I catch her. I notice she is completely nude from the waist down and we begin to have sex standing up right there in the alley. But before anything really happens I come to my senses. I push her off me and toss her to the side like a rag doll.

I start running down the alley to the South. I'm now curious what I will find as I realize that I have never explored this area during an OBE. I begin running at super fast speed. I've never done this before and I was really enjoying it. I could feel my legs moving inhumanly fast with little effort. The only problem was that the faster I ran the longer the alley got. I decided to stop and as soon as I did I was at the end of the alley on 20th Street. I decide to fully transform in to a werewolf and have some fun in traffic.

This time I distinctly feel my body shift and streatch. I begin running again but I am on all fours. I feel my hind legs in perfect rhythm with my front legs.

Just like this


I try to get in front of the cars and attack them but the deftly avoided me. The closer I got the fast away they moved. It was like polar opposites. I tried various approaches but I could never get close to any car. I soon lost interest.

I looked to the right of the road and saw a woman and man calmly walking away from me. They looked really cyber punk. The man had a black leather jacket with some orange and red design on the back. But my eye went strain on the woman. She had birthright orange hair with black yoga shorts with some colorful design on the butt. I am immediately turned on and quickly move to her. She looks a little like Gwen Stefani or the white rabbit chick from that matrix. Not that it mattered I just want to pull those yoga shorts off. I snatch her up with superhuman strength and carry her off. As I reach the other side of the street she become burdensome and I notice I am back to human form.

I completely lose myself and don't want to wait. I bend her over and pull her short down and have my way with her. She yells, "Oh... Right here? OOOOOHH YEA!"

After some time I regain my self control and stop. I realize I that I could really have issues when I woke up. I move away from her and try to wake up but have a FA instead.


This is getting embarrassing.... I am in the bathroom trying to clean myself off but am having difficultly. The strangeness of it all makes me think this is still a dream so I do a nose plug. I laugh out loud and can't believe how many FA's I am catching on to tonight. I decide if I really do have a mess it doesn't matter now.

I go out the front door and find that the day light is super bright now. The air feels cool and I notice I am wearing a jeans and a jacket that I don't own in real life. I decide to go for the China TOTY now. I think I'll make a sliders wormhole and teleport. I move into the street but the sun seems so bright that everything is getting white washed. I move to under the big tree in my front yard and the lighting is perfect.

I make a hand motion to create a wormhole. Nothing. I try again. This time I see a white ball of energy suspended in front me but it refuses to form. I let it dissolve and reach behind me to summon the "timer". I point and shoot, see the beam, but nothing happens. I give up and decide to try flying there.

I look around and see the terrain has become slightly mountainous and some very modern Chinese buildings are on the hills to the North East.

Similar to this:


I begin to fly in that direction. I jump and land hard. hmmmm. I decide to "focus fly" by picking a spot on a building and focus on going there. I feel myself levitate but I never move. Damn, why is my dream control failing now? I run to one of the buildings and begin to manually climb up it. The effort is labored and I feel tired when I reach the top. I look down the other side and notice its a REALLY long way down. I see something down there. It looks like the Great Wall! The shadow of the building covers part of it and the darkness worries some but I try not to let it manifest. This is it. I just need to jump down there. For some reason the height make me a little apprehensive and I hesitate. After a moment, I get over it and jump. The dream time lerches and there is no falling. I simply find myself on the ground next to the thing I saw. I stand up and look it over. It's just some stupid fence made of sticks and river rocks! I feel horribly cheated as I wake up.

#167 - 4:23AM - WILD?

I have a long cycle of SP to OBE to FA and back again. During each FA I am back in my bed and I remember nose plug. I am surprised that I am still dreaming. During the SP I find transitioning almost impossible but there is a lot of sensory input. I feel like I am spining and then going up and down on a roller-coaster to the point that my stomach feels like its turning upside down. There is tons of vivid imagery. I remember trying to read some huge billboard that appeared to me but it's all in Russian. Once I am in the white void and I become excited but it doesn't last. I remember hearing some rap song and then a rock song. I tried to just enjoy the show. I did lots of hand motions and noisy hand rubbing. Once I felt like my physical body was on the edge of the bed and I scooted over but I think that wasn't real. At one point I kind of want to bail out because I feel stuck in this long cycle but I don't want to wake up completely so I just ride it out.

Finally, I have an OBE long enough to write about. It was very dark and unstable, but a start. When I got out of bed I remember having breathing issues. It felt like total sleep apnea and I had to force my breath to be steady and long. For a second I focused on my physical head and tilted my head back enough that I felt breathing was easier. I didn't lose the dream when I did that and continued on. I wasn't sure if it was real or not but either way it helped.

I was acutely aware of the sound of the box fan but tried not to pay attention to that because I didn't want to wake up. I notice there is light but it is dimly lit like a dimer switch on the lowest setting. I made my way to the bedroom door but it felt wrong. It was extra wide with 5 or 6 brass and steel sliding locks mounted on it and an odd door knob. Luckily the door opened with ease.

It was dark in the next room and before I move in there I try feeling around for a light switch. I see some male DC standing there just in the darkness. I don't become frightened. I asked for help. "Hey can you turn the lights on, sir?" He steps closer and I see that it is my dad in his PJs. "Dad! Will you turn the light on?" He mumbles something and looks to be half asleep. He reaches near the area I was feeling around at and the lights come on but they are just as dim as the bedroom. Dad staggers off in the darkness of the kitchen and I head for the front door. I look around noticing my house is not at all right. It is creepy and dirty with huge cob webs. Parts of the house looks badly in need of repair. Some of the flooring looks to be a hodgepodge of various scarp boards. I try to make it to the front door but as I pass by the dining table a chair sticks to my arm and holds me back. I have to take time to relax and will it way before I could continue.

Finally, I reach the front door and step out only to find that it is totally dark. Instead of going back inside I turn around and float up the exterior of the house keeping its detail in my vision as a way to stabilize. I notice we now have a second floor and I can see my mom in some bedroom through a series of 3 windows in a row. See looks like she is pulling back sheets and getting ready to lay down.

I continue to float up to the roof. As I reach the peek I notice a super bright construction light and the entire back yard is lit up. I am thankful for the light but I focus on it too much. The white surrounds me and I wake up.

#166 - 3:55AM - WILD

My memory is getting weak on these early ones this time. There's not much to post anyway but I'll do my best.

I entered a dream scene were I was talking to my wife about something. There was something bad that happened. I kept saying to myself, This is a dream it's not real

Suddenly I am sent back to bed and I have a brief OBE but nothing really happens in it. It is dark and unstable.

Then I have a false awakening. I am sitting at the table with my laptop in front of me. My wife walks by saying something to me. I am wondering how I fell a sleep at the computer.

I wake up, remember to do a nose plug and tell myself to watch for FAs.

#165 - 4:50AM - WILD/DEILD/OBE

I briefly lost awareness during my WILD and a short scattered NLD. It seemed mostly like HI and random thoughts. Something about FA and the time being 5:20 something. I regain awareness and start to wake up.

I hold still for DEILD and feel a slight vibrations and then nothing. I don't feel like I'm in the dream yet so I focus on the back of my neck. Soon the vibrations feel strong and I transition out of bed.

I make my way in to the dinning room but its too dark. I turn around and notice the bedroom is brightly lit so I go back in. My goal this time was simple. Summon a lightsaber and destroy dream objects with it and generally have some fun. I reach to my left thigh and try to imagine a lightsaber in my hand. For some reason I feel the need to run in place a little and get in a baseball ready stance. When I bring my hand in front of me there is nothing but my empty hand making. I try to just go with it and imagine that its there and I just can see it yet. I turn it on and imagine the sound but nothing is really happening. The moment I decide to give up the dream collapses.

I felt myself bed in bed and thought I was awake. As I was trying to DEILD but I quickly realize that I was just in the void. I begin rubbing my hands together and the feeling was realistic but this time I could actually hear my hands loudly. I stop, lick them once, clap once really hard, note the sound, then rub my hands a little longer. I quickly feel like I am getting nowhere and feel like I can't move to transition so I do the next thing I could think of. I roll really hard and fast. It seems like when I do this I spin fast than light I get a brief visual of streaking light like I am going into warp. I stop when I see this hoping a dream would form. Instead I found my dream body teetering over the edge of the bed. For a second I wonder if its really happening but it feels too numb. I decide to take a leap of faith and allow myself to fall. Instead of crashing hard to the floor, I gently float down and softly land. I immediately try to get up but it feel like gravity suddenly got way too heavy. I struggle and push and brace myself on the wall until I am finally standing. I take one labored and unsteady step and then its like the weight lifted and I easily glide to the door.

I see or rather sense a light in the kitchen and head that way. I pause in the dinning area and consider stabilizing but I feel too impatient. I notice the living is way too dark but the light in the kitchen is actually a little brighter than real life. Everything looks in oder with no strange anomalies. I do notice that the back door is wide open and the storm door is closed. I considered lingering in the kitchen until this got a little more stable but I take the open door as an invitation to explore. I notice it looks really dark beyond the glass but there seems to be a few houses with porch lights on. I find this encouraging.

I open the door and poke my head out not wanting to venture too far in case I start to get sucked back in the void. I feel a cold breeze on my face and briefly wonder about the temperature of the bedroom. I let it go for now. The yard looks completely normal for the middle of the night with nothing strange. (It's dreams like these that make me believe OBE's are real.) I habitually look up at the night sky. I let out a whispered wow when I see how stunningly beautiful the stars are tonight. The sky was perfectly clear with no light pollution. Countless blue stars vividly cluttered up the night sky. It was all very breath taking. As I stared at them I begin to notice movement. Two of the stars became glowing eyes. There were two horse like beasts made of blue nebulae at a side view. One star for each eye. As they galloped together across the sky, I smiled to myself. I recognized this as one of my oldest and consistent dream signs. I suddenly got the idea to fly to a distant star Waggoner style. There were so many to choose from so I took a finger and pointed to one at random. As I began to focus on it, a noise completely distracts me.

I hear what sounds like something on plastic wheels (like a stroller) loudly coming down the dirt and gravel alley. It is too dark to see in that direction and I am really curious what's going on. I call out, "Is someone there?" In reply I hear a classic generic echoy robot voice say something indiscriminate. I'm a little frighten but curiosity pushes the fear away. I call out again, "Is that a robot?" No reply this time. "Helloooooooo?" I wait for a reply as I strain to see what is making that noise in the darkness. The dream fades and I wake up.

I got back to sleep really annoyed because my son interrupted a WILD.

I have and FA and am pissed because I didnt get lucid. I feel like I am somehow still in REM and can see that I am having strange colorful blogs in my peripheral vision. I think is hallucinations and confirm that its just REM. I decide I just need to take some choline and Ill have the boost I need.

I got to the kitchen and look for my box that I keep all my supplements in. To my shock and horror I find thats its missing. All that I can think about is how much I spent on supplements this year and now its just all gone. I am so pissed. I see that its getting light out side and the clock is only a little past 4am. I think that if I can just find it and get back to bed Ill have time to dream before the alarm.

I search everyplace I can think of in the house. I find several boxes that looks like my supplement box but they are either empty or full of random junk. I even wake my wife and get her to look. At some point I see the mailman through the window and find this odd. I slow down and start to think. As the dream begins to fade I become lucid.

I wait to DEILD and the vibrations begin right away. I reach my feet out like tentacles reaching out. I find the floor and stand. For some reason I feel an uncontrollable urge to spin. As I do the dream destabilizes and Im in the void again. I try to feel the floor again and there is some mild feeling. Again, I spin beyond my control but this time I dont fight it. I see a blur of light and color and strain to see something form. There is a slight tilting sensation.

I dont remember what happened here but I think I lost lucidity for a moment. I am in my house then front yard. something about my parents being there.

Fully lucid now I am standing in the yard looking at the empty rock house on the corner. I appreciate the full broad daylight for a moment then decide to break in and see what I find. I rush to the side of the house and there are what look like wooden barn door. I do a flying kick and bust the doors open.

I pause remembering my tasks. I quickly draw a stick figure standing in a doorway with my finger. I step back to make sure it looks right. I faintly see it drawn in black graphite. Looks fine to me.

I step in the doorway but notice how dark it is. I summon a flash light from my back and click it on. There is no beam but the house is dimly lit now. It looks like and empty dirty old barn with dirt floors. I decide not to go the rest of the way in.

I walk back to my yard and remember the diamond task. I look around and see a large lump of coal about the size of a baseball by the curb. I pick it up and press my hands over it. I imagine heat and pressures focusing my energy into it. I walk around to keep the dream flowing so I dont wake up. I notice the dodge leaving in my peripherals. It pauses. I realize my wife is leaving with my patents and they are waiting for me. Let it go. The car moves on. Now I feel the coal collapse a little and dust tumbles out.

I open my hands expecting a diamond. Black dust falls out along with a small diamond. I hurry and pick it up afraid to lose it. It looks like a diamond but shaped like a mushroom with a stem. I notice the front door is open and my living room has white tiles. I throw the diamond at the glass storm door intending to break it but the dream dissolves and I decide its time to DJ.

I have another dream that I am lucid but don't fully grasp what that means. It's like I just thought of it as HI but it was a full dream. It's not good enough to add to my count.

5:53AM - DILD?

For some reason I park my car on 20th street and start walking carrying a diaper bag.
I am lucid but continue on. I see what looks like my old friend Shawn's company truck parked at the icehouse. I walk into it on purpose and laugh thinking Shawn would recognize me. The windows are too tinted to see in so I walk around to the driver side. The driver has his window down but he is not Shawn. He looks like some grizzled old man from Shadow Run on the Genesis. I quickly walk away. I continue walking and start thinking about how far I need to walk. It seems like I was going to Price Cutter. I wonder why I don't just fly there.

I wake up briefly and think about the dream.

Soon I am non-lucid in a backward version of my kitchen. I see my sis in law, Megan. There is a green box of crackers on the counter with a yellow label and the brand name "Sonofarms" (Sono Farms?) written in red. I said, "look it's Son of man crackers." Megan looks at me like I'm stupid. No "It looks like it reads Son of man but its son of farms . She doesn't get it. I realize my logic is a little off. I say, "Nevermind it's just a dream anyway." I wake up.

#164 - 5:09AM - WILD/OBE

I have a little trouble transition during the vibrations but finally get up. I feel sick and drunk but make it out of my bedroom. The house is unnaturally dark and I feel the dream fading. I decide to stabilize by getting on my hands and knees and feeling the hardwood. I beg the dream for light. Give me light. It's day time. My voice sounds weak and hoarse like I need to clear my throat. I try to clear it several times but stopped because that is a physical action in a nonphysical world. I let it go.

Soon I notice there is some pre-dawn light coming from the windows. Better, but I still feel unstable. I feel the area were there was once a floor furnace (that we still need to fix) and pull the board up. I look inside and consider going in but it's just a pitch black abyss. Hmmm I'd rather not.

I look around and notice a flickering light from outside. My first thought is lightning but it's more consistent like a strobe light. I make my way to the back door and stand on the deck. I look out but can't see the source of light. There is a deep valley and woods beyond my yard and the privacy fence is missing. I ignore this.

Blutbad time! I fully transform and see my hands become wolf-like with claws. My right hand looks a little too human and I have to focus some more fur on it. That's better. I try to let out a deep roar but I actually howl instead. I kind of laugh and try again. That one was better. Oh shit I forgot to draw it first! I turn around to draw on the outside of the house but when I reach up I see my werewolf hand. Doh I can't think of anything else to draw and I know that if I spend too much time on it I will wake up, so I move on forgetting the China task completely.

I look over to the neighbor's house and feel like I want to terrorize them in my werewolf form. I leap off the deck and notice several small exploding gas fires in my yard. I look at them briefly but don't really feel that interested in it.

I leap/fly to the window and notice that its barred. I easily rip it off like tin foil and smash my face through the glass. I peer in roaring viscously but no one is there. I see a cozy quaint living in room in the back part of the house. I feel confused as this is a totally backwards. I look to my right down a hallway but the dream goes black.

I spend some time in the void DEILDing by rubbing my hands but my son wakes me. I notice my hands twitching from effort.

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#163 - 6:58AM - DEILD/OBE

I have a micro awakening and go into DEILD mode.

The vibrations start right away. I transition out but something strange happens. I feel like I can feel my dream body and my physical body at the same time. I feel like my physical body is sliding out of bed while my dream body is standing up. I feel and then hear my other body slide off the bed and thump to the floor. I freeze wondering if that was real for fake. I didn't wake up so either it was not real or for some miraculous reason I didn't wake up. (I never thought something could be horribly wrong) Either way I'm moving forward.

I walk into the living room and see the the entire room has been cleared out. The hardwood floors are refinished but with out stain. Its just the natural color with high gloss. The walls have also been painted a nice green color. (All things I want to do. Not sure about the natural look though) I love the look so much. I fall to the floor and feel the slick surface. I need to tell Alysha that we need to the the floors like this. I look around and see the entrance to the kids room was where the front door should be and the front door was down a curved hallway were the bedroom should be. I note how odd that was but suddenly remember TOTM.

I stand up and turn to a wall. OK I am going to draw myself becoming a werewolf and then I'll transform. I reach up but forget to summon something to write with and start drawing on a wall with my finger. Nothing. I draw harder nothing. So I use my fingernail and scratch into the paint. That works. I scratch out a horrible bad drawing of a werewolf. There, now time to transform.

At that moment my wife decides that she needs to roll over and totally wakes me up! Noooooooooooo!

What's funny is that as I was trying to remember the dream I actually went back into it non-lucid.

I am sitting on the floor in the same room. I have a bare piece of flooring in my hands and I am smearing wood stain on it with my bare hands. I'm also trying to DJ my dream on it in stain. Some annoying DC guy walks up to me and keeps asking me if that was his mail box. I'm like, "Dude. What the hell? Shut up. I'm trying to write something." Then, the alarm wakes me.

#162 - 4:42AM - WILD

I WILD straight into a scene outside. I was thinking about the beach and I remember sand but not much else. I didn't really do any control that I know of and just went with the dream enjoying the hell out of every second of being lucid.


At some point I have an FA. My wife keeps talking to me and I think she is the reason why I woke up. I tell her to shutup and leave me alone but she ignores that. After awhile I tell her, "I will slap you in the face if you don't leave me alone." She keeps talking then... WHAM! I vividly feel my right hand connect with her face.

I freeze. She doesn't make any sound or seem to move. I feel totally awful that just hit my wife! I expect her to go ballistic on me but nothing happens. Then I realize this has to be a dream. I roll over a little to note the feel. Yep that feels like my dream body. Sluggish, numb, and a little slow.

I move close to my wife to apologize. I still feel so horrible. We cuddle we automatically have sex.(menthol?) We do it for several minutes then I realize this is sort of a waste of time. The sensation isn't very realistic and I really don't want to risk waking up or *eehem* make a mess.


This dream is super long and unfortunately I have a huge memory gap here as well.

I am outside what looks like my back deck. I see the ground and it has no grass. I decide to teleport out of here but have no real plan. Just thinking about a sliders wormhole causes the view of my privacy fence to distort into ripples but there is no light or color. I raise a hand and see a sheet of rainbow static and then it breaks like glass. I summon the sliders device and point it at the fence. A beam shoots out and makes a proper wormhole. It doesn't last for but a second. Too bad. I give up and decide to teleport by falling backward. I relax and do the "Nestea Plunge"

The scene goes black and I feel myself softly land in my bed. I feel disappointed. I wait and notice slight vibrations but wonder if that was just expectation. I RC again by slightly moving my legs. Yep that feels like my dream body. I throw my legs over the side and scoot out of bed. This time I feel slightly stuck but force through it. I stand up and feel a little wobbly at first but it straightens out. I begin to hear some strange whispering coming from behind me and it frightens me. I don't turn turn around to look. I just say out loud, "SHUTUP.". It stops. I notice how vivid my voice is and my awareness moves to my mouth. I marvel how I'm really in bed asleep.

I walk into the living room and start to head outside. Again, I can think of no real plan just enjoying the dream. I begin to think about how super long the dream has been and think back to the beginning. I feel like I have it all in memory but I may have been lying to myself. During my retrospection I really didn't pay much attention to where I was going and was surprised when a DC stops me.

He is standing there blocking my exit from the house. The really odd thing about him was that he was headless. I feel like I know him but I'm shocked and really creeped out now. I look closer and notice that he is an exact copy of me but with out a head. There is no gore where the head should be. There's not even a neck. It's just smooth skin from shoulder to shoulder with a slight dip where the neck should start. I command him, "Tell me what you represent!" No answer. I know that he doesn't have a head but this a dream and there is no reason why he can answer me. I poke him in the chest, "If you don't answer me I will throw you out of here."
I wait and stare at him were his head should be. Looking at his neckless torso was just too much.

Slowly, he answers in a small timid voice. "Second Contentment" (but it sounds like second contentiment)
I'm still a little freaked so I come on really strong here. Annoyed, I yell, "SECOND CONTENTMENT? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN!?!"
After a moment, he even more timidly replies, "I don't know."
I notice the door is wide open behind him and the porch light is on. I step forward to move outside and he moves with me. When we get on the porch I say, "Well guess what? I lied. Get the hell out of here." I push him off the porch and he flips into the flower bed and vanishes into the darkness.

Thinking back I wish I had been a little more gentle with him and tried to get some better answers. For whatever reason this is a part of myself that needed some attention and I was a mean bastard. The whole thing was just so damned creepy that I couldn't take it. Maybe next time I can be more calm.

I step out into the street. The scene was getting dark and I really had to try hard to maintain visuals. It feels windy and I feel like my eyes are drying out. Suddenly I realize that my physical eyes are open and must have been open for awhile. I can see the bedroom door. I don't panic but close my eyes and focus on seeing on the back of my eyelids. after some focus I DEILD back into the dream.

I see the neighbor getting in a car but I ignore him. I start thinking how I can't remember any goals. The only thing I could think of is how I was thinking earlier in the day that it would interesting to fly into work during an OBE. I live only 7 blocks away in real life so why not? I start in that direction down the street.

I see a long rectangular shape in the distance at the end of the street where it Ts off. (This still may have been my door) I focus on that spot and feel my body get light. I put my hands in front of me and my legs back. I get the strange focus effect and zoom straight there. Then I fly up over the houses and into the parking lot at work.

For some reason there are several dumpsters in the way. I note four are blocking my path to the long walkway leading to the doors. Two are blue, one is red, and one is green. I weave through them crouched and sneaking. I stand up right when I realize there is no need to be sneaky. Now, I see the doors as I slowly fly to them. It is dark inside and only outside night lights are on. Let there be light. Let there be light. Let there be light. Soon I see some bright fluorescent lights flicker on. Alright thank you! I fly up to the doors and phase through the glass windows. I land upright inside.

I take a look around and let out a loud "WOW!" The entire production area in this part of the plant has been cleared out. Instead of brick and steel there is sheet rock that has been taped and mudded but still bare with no texture or paint. Someone has built a stage on the left and down on the other side the break room has been opened up into a concession stand. I see Glen and Steve down there eating and walk to them. Glen is eating nachos and Steve has fried chicken. Before I speak to them I notice a guy on stage. I didn't notice then but can't help but think that he looks like anderj101. He is holding a black electric guitar and is standing next to a black baby grand piano. He seems messing with some equipment and waiting for people to show up. I ask him, "What am I supposed to do? I can't work like this." I don't remember his reply but it wasn't helpful. I jokingly ask, "Can I have sex on stage?" (menthol?)
He laughs and says, "Hell yeah. I'll play Final Fantasy Pewter Shooter while you do it."
I notice I am walking among tables now and I have a empty metal coffee can in my hand. I am tossing it up and catching it and beating on it like a drum. Just being fidgety like in real life. I get within inches from him and turn my left ear. Laughing, I ask, "Can you repeat that? Did you say Pewter Shooter or Peter Shooter?"
He acts like he can't remember and mutters, "Hmm... Peter. Pewter. I don't know. I think it was pewter."
"Are you sure because I want to remember this so I can look it up later." For some reason I don't want to mention that it's a dream. It feels like my great secret and a joke on the DCs.
"I'll probably forget half this shit anyway."

I freeze. Suddenly I remember how incredibly long this dream has been. I freak out that I will forget all of it. With this thought I open my eyes.

I'm not entirely sure but I want to say this dream got on close to an hour. It's really impossible to tell though.

I later had some non-lucids

Work
I was running a strange braid machine at work putting green nomex on a cable. It turned into a big confusing mess.

The bar 5:58AM
I was in some swanky bar walking out. There was a table with a big potted plant. I walk around it to be block by the only table with a yellow table cloth. There was an old man sitting with a young woman at a connecting table. I say, "Oops sorry" and side step them. He looks annoyed. Then I stop and suddenly want some beer. I turn back to the bar.

There is a middle ages mixed race woman. I ask her for "2 Budweiser Lemon... No I mean Lime."
She looks pissed off and hatefully says, "You want 2?"
I nod
With a smirk she tell me, "That's $18.30" She turns to get them and I start fishing in my wallet for a 20. I start thinking how much beer I could buy and take home for $20. I look down and notice she already has 2 bottles open and ready with a yellow label. Lemon?. I think about running away but instead I reluctantly hand her the $20.

Much later I have a nice DEILD that I'll post separate.