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      Fey's Journal

      My mom, dad, and I were in a dark apt. complex-like building and we were searching for a woman named something.....short. It was like 3 letters long. We weren't sure where to find her so I just asked this guy if he knew where she was and he said something like, "she doesn't see people", but then he went to this peephole in the wall, and yelled into it. And the wall was pulled from left to right until a counter and room were shown. And there was a name on the wall : Josif Im. This guy with long hair showed up behind the counter and my mom gave him or the woman there 2 guns in exchange for something. I remember looking down the staircase for policeman or something, but the guy who yelled into the peephole was keeping watch. I don't remember leaving, but then I was outside, and some older guy was lying on the ground, so i took pictures of him, then my camera turned into a film camera, and was moving all around him, then it became a picture camera again. And there was like text on the natural background behind him in the water, but i forget what it said. Then Josif showed up and I felt like GOD was talking through me to him, and I was saying things like, "How have you missed your calling, and framed yourself to look like you are in shame"...something like that. And Josif thought it was humorous that I used the term 'frame'. I'm not sure why.

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      I am in a kitchen, and my mom introduces me to a boy named, I think, Ethan. And apparently he goes to the same school my mom's dad did. He is about 12, blonde, with short spiked hair and glasses.
      -- I am with my cousin Emily and we are entering an attic where her car is. The floor is unfinished, and there are items like plywood and whatnot broken up and laid across the rows of wood. We get in her car and proceed to drive thru the attic doorway. She tells me that if she drives alone, at a stop sign, she can get a ticket. Apparently driving alone is bad.
      -- At some point, I am in the room that I sleep in, and I look around for some eyeglasses. The room is dark, like it is night out, or the lights are just low.
      -- It was like I was trying hard to become lucid. I can't explain it, but there was a certain name in my dream that made me almost remember that I was dreaming. I forget the name, but I think it had 3 syllables. Like, Onira, or maybe Feynaro. (I gave my subconscious the name Feynaro11.) Anyways, I awoke coughing. I'm not sure if I coughed because my throat, or if I coughed because I became surprised at what my mind was doing.
      *There was no lucidity. But it felt like I was trying.*
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      Lucid Dream within a Dream. Learning to Fly.

      After a night of sleep hell, I BECAME LUCID!! And controlled my dreams for the first time!!

      Here is the dream:

      Before I became lucid, I was in some sort of large hotel-like room. And there were several people I knew, and we were performing a play or something. Aragorn *sp?* from LOTR was there. Anyways, there was water in the room, and I was floating around, and swimming underwater, but failed to do any RCs or even notice it was strange. (Halley, a friend of mine, was there.)
      -- A shift, and I was onstage with a band, a 4 person band, and I was a guitarist. And we were playing a very small venue, like a coffee shop. I left stage to get a digital camera I thought was mine, but when I picked it up, a woman told me that it was hers. So I put it back down, upset/confused because earlier in my dream I had a digital camera, but it had no memory in it, so the one picture I took didn't take. My older brother was there, and after I took the picture he told me it would not come out because I had no memory stick. He was right.
      -- A shift, or maybe I'm just bad with the chronological order of the dream, but then I'm in a hotel room with my younger brother and we're getting in our beds ready for sleep. In my dream I go to sleep. I have a false awakening!! ** The following occurs while I am actually still asleep, in my FA**
      My body is vibrating, and I am scared! The covers and sheets fly off of me, and I vibrate off of the bed and onto the hotel floor! I get off the floor, and am upset at myself for freaking out because I then realize what was happening! I get back in bed, then my brother begins to vibrate in the bed next to me, and he wakes up and has this horrified look on his face, and he is vibrating off of the bed, but I tell him, "It's okay, you're body is just trying to dream." ** Even at this point, I am not yet lucid.**
      Then, in my dream hotel room, I decided to go back to bed, but my body begins to shake again, but this time, I tell myself to control it. I focus on my breathing, and my body shakes much less, in time with my breathing. This goes on for a few minutes when BLAM!! some Dream Character walks into the hotel room and tells me I have to get up and go tell people to come to our bands show. I am upset, and refuse. I go back to bed. After falling asleep again in my dream, I again have a false awakening, and am talking to my brother, when I decide to do a Reality Check!! Finally!! I pinch my nose and breathe in, and the breath comes without a problem!! I am lucid!! I know I am dreaming, and I tell my brother, and he pinches his nose and breathes in just fine! I get very excited and I go outside where I attempt to fly, but cannot. I tell myself that I can do it, and that I control it, and I jump and float a little bit. But I want more! I rub my hands together and I jump up and begin to fly like superman over a neighborhood at night! ** That is the first time I have ever flown intently instead of just floated or "doggy paddled" like I do in Regular Dreams ** Then I landed in a parking lot, and went into this building, just excited to see what I could see. I was walking in a thick crowd and didn't like it, so I just floated up and over them, and no one thought it was strange to see me floating. I floated until I was out of the middle of people, and landed. Then a black boy came out of a building and hit himself in the nose with a bottle or something causing it to bleed, and he told me that he was there to fight me. I took a basketball and proceeded to bounce it off of his face a few times until he knew what was up. Then he went back inside. But, because I felt sorry for him, I called him out, away from the crowd like it was a secret, and told him that we were dreaming. I told him to pinch his nose and breathe in, and he did, but then he said, "I don't feel like I'm dreaming. This is my world." And I said something like, "Maybe I am the only one dreaming." I believed that I had just traveled to his world through dreams. Then the whole dream kind of faded, and I had another False Awakening in the hotel room. ** I was no longer lucid at this point** I was upset I lost my lucid dream, but then I looked at the clock, only once because I thought I was awake, and the clock said 12:00 AM. This meant that I had slept all day, and did not tell anyone about my band's show. Then I actually woke up. ** It was 11:50am. Believe me, I've done several RCs. **

      --- This dream had several False Awakenings, me attempting a WILD, putting into practice what I had learned to do in Waking Life in my Dream World, and even LUCIDITY inside of a dreamed dream!! A Lucid Dream within a Dream!! ---

      === I realize that I have cameras in several of my dreams, photography cameras. Sometimes film cameras. In two recent dreams, the camera failed to work properly. In a previous dream, the camera had a lot of settings I was not aware of, and the viewfinder looked skewed. Two nights ago, I photographed a dead man. Last night, my camera had no memory stick. I will be aware of cameras in waking life and in my dreams. ===
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      WTF. Seriously.

      So another shit night of "sleep". I slept not even 2 full hours and I can't get back to sleep now. Fuck this shit. Anyways.

      -- I am in a large room, and there is a sort of sleepover type thing going on. A few of my friends are there, Corinne, and Casey. Beds and couches, and sleeping bags are set up and everyone is finding a place to sleep. I want to share a bed with this one girl, but none of the beds have 2 spaces. Each bed only holds 2.
      Then there is some sort of drawing for a prize, and I don't win, but I have a prize bag in my hand. Apparently, Lizzie S. won and she gave me hers. When I went to thank her, her whole family was there at a table, and there was a little girl Mrs. S. was holding, but it wasn't Lizzie, but I hugged the little girl anyways and said, "Thanks, Lizzie." And the S. family laughed at me and told me the gift was their idea.
      Then I'm talking in this kitchen to Jin from LOST and I say Konichiwa, or however it is spelled, then Mo-si-mo, or however that is spelled, and he starts to speak something I don't understand, and I ask him how much of it he speaks and he says not much, and I think he has to be kidding, but he keeps saying he doesn't speak much of it. I notice there is a small patch of hair growing on the bridge of his nose! The whole time I am talking to him, I feel the need to not speak too loud because I didn't want customers in the kitchen (maybe it was a restaurant) to hear me.

      Then my dads fucking alarm goes off... too bad he is out of town.... What the fuck. So it is 5:38am and I'm just sitting here like a dumb fuck.
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      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      After my episode with being unable to go back to sleep, I lie down at around 7am and attempt to get a few more hours in. I remember a very small amount of the dream I had, due to crappy sleep, but here goes:

      -- I am on a dock fishing and it went into the water. The fish swam back towards the dock and I grabbed the pole from the water and pulled and pulled til the line broke, or the fish spit out the bait.
      -- Then I am in school and it is time to go to class, and this teacher calls me telling me I am supposed to be in room 312 or 314 or something, but I know my class is in room 2-- something because I am on the First Floor where the 2's are, and the 3's were upstairs. So I figured the teacher thought I was someone else, so I pretended like I was the student and told her I'd be right there. Then I have to go to the bathroom, and when I get there, it is not lighted very well. There are perhaps 3 or 4 stalls, but they only go up 3/4 of the way, and I can see the faces of the guys next to me, and past the back of the stall I can see a shower area. Well, I completely take off my pants to pee for some reason, and I hand them to the guy next to me. After I pee, since my pants are gone, I just go back to class in my underwear. And there is a dark stain on the front of my underwear, and I am afaid people will think I got crap on the front of my underwear. (In my dream, it really was just a dark stain. I don't know what it was).

      Soon after this, I woke up. It took me a while to remember it. At first I didn't care. I was pissed off about my crappy night sleep. But it came to me regardless.

      I have totally had dreams about fishing before and the fish pulling the pole from my hands.


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      Cameras, film or photographic. I am usually holding them/taking pictures. They often do not work.
      Fishing or catching fish. Especially large fish that steal my pole.
      Being in school, especially seeing people I used to be in school with.
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      Two Weak Dreams and a Bad Night's Rest.

      Dream 1. The first dream was dark, but not scary. Some guy was building a church, I believe. Someone was maybe chasing me? Big Josh was there. I pulled some fake teeth out of a cup. Apparently they were mine. They were just a few back teeth on I think the right side. I did not put them in. Also, there was a police car that I was hiding from. I placed myself behind a pole to stay out of its view.

      Dream 2. I was outside of a company of sorts. My mom calls me and I have to meet her and get some keys for a black suburban or some other huge vehicle. I go to walk inside the building and I turn around and see Heather. She is going inside the building too. I say an obligatory 'Hello' and hold the door for her. She says 'Thanks'. There is something in my hand that I don't want people to see and I head towards the bathroom to rinse it off. On the way to the bathroom, I walk past Nick Smith and he tries to stop me, but I have to get to the bathroom so I tell him I'll be right back, and pat him with my free hand. I wash my hand, come back out of the bathroom, and everyone starts singing Happy Birthday to me. *** I went along with it. I didn't even question that it wasn't my birthday, but just went along with it like it was*** Then it was like I worked for this company, and we had to go do some physical training. We ran around the building, up rocks, down little hills. Some guy behind me wanted me to go faster and he kept like shoving me til I told him to stop. After that, we went to a field to play ball or something. Then Kate from LOST was there. She took the ball and threw it down this steep hill, and everyone told her to get it but she refused. I told everyone I would go get the ball and began down the hill, but Kate followed me. When we got to the bottom, we started to make out, and I picked her up into my arms, and held her face to face, and we kissed all the way back up the hill. We stopped kissing before the top so people wouldn't see. After we were back on the field, there were to girls in little pinkish dresses and they were dancers or something. And a little chicken came on the field, and the chicken's name was either Coco or Copi, or something short like that. The two dancers freaked out, and one of them jumped then landed on the chicken's left wing.
      I awoke to the sound of my phone.


      Another character from LOST! Jin two nights ago, and Kate last night. Dream sign? Maybe.
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      I didn't worry about waking up last night to remember dreams, so I only have one. I wanted a good night sleep more than anything. Since I didn't really attempt to remember, I don't have a whole lot, but here it is:

      I was on the dock of the house we used to live in on the lake, and I was FISHING!! Halley was on the patio with A. and she came down on the dock and we started to talk a little, then she kissed me on the cheek a few times, sneakily so no one would see.
      Then I'm at a large gathering, and there is food and a party of some sort, and I go inside this room and Brad Pitt is there with some other guy, and the guy is pouring hot coffee all over Brad's leg. And Brad likes it.
      Then I go outside, and I think Brian J. is out there lighting fireworks, and he is gonna shoot a Roman Candle at a target, but I tell him to back up because it can bounce off and come back and burn his face off, and he does. When he shoots the Roman Candle, canonballs come out, hit the target, than bounce off.
      Then I'm in a car on the road, driving behind some motorcycles, and this girl on a bike leans into my car and starts to write her name, and then I suppose her number, on a napkin on my leg. She writes a large 'C' then my phone rings and I awake.
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      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      After a long hiatus and countless missed dreams:
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      I am at camp with a group of people, some adults, some children, most of them I don't know. (Shannon R. was there). I had made friends with a little boy but we found out that he had high levels of Kryptonite in his body and he needed to be on some treatment. We were all very seriously concerned about his health. When I heard about his Kryptonite issue, I grabbed him and hugged him like I was a parent, quite concerned for him.
      Then I was supposed to be moving with my family. Seems like we had been on a trip, but I had all my possessions ready to be packed up. I was annoyed because I felt like I should be relaxing and stress-free, not moving all my things into and out of boxes. At one point I was looking for my cell phone, but I found out my dad had thrown all the cellphones and their batteries onto the pavement outside (not sure if to be funny or malicious). I was pissed. I went to find my iphone, and the backing was off and the battery was surrounded by soil and was growing a plant (though it was mostly roots). I asked a large guy (think Kevin from the Office) about it and he seemed sure it would be okay. I put the plant-battery back in the phone and pushed the back closed. I realized the back was scratched from where it had been on the pavement. Before or after the phone discovery, I was in the kitchen saying 'Fuck' a lot because I was so upset about the phone thing...
      At one point, my dad was trying to test my vision by tapping a metal doctor-ish thing on my head then holding it to the left of my left eye and the goal was to tell him when I saw it vibrating. He did this a few times then it just got bizarre. The metal thing started over-vibrating and rotating, then this scene turned into a game of 'use the metal device to throw a rubber ring onto Feynaro's eyes'. I was trying to catch these things on my eyes after my dad flung them at me.

      That is pretty much all I remember now.

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      The soil-covered phone battery with a plant growing on it should have alerted me to the fact I was dreaming. Also, the boy who had too much Kryptonite in his system...
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      No dream recall night of 15th or 16th. I go through phases. Dry spells, of all kinds, for the loss.
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      During a 3 hour "nap time" on 19 Jan:

      I had a new sporty red German car with a sweet gray leather interior, and this guy, Kipfer, is checking it out. He wanted me to pop the hood so he could check out the engine, but I didn't know how. He did know, so he popped it and I felt dumb for not knowing how to open the hood on my own car. Then he showed me his NSX's engine, and it had some weird intake coming out of the top. Also, he was talking about how his car was a 3-liter, and I was confused.

      (There was more before this but it's hazy. Included a gun fight or something like that and then a big pillow or mattress I was carrying...)
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      20.02.2010
      20 Feb: sleep 0230-0800 (alarm); 0800-1030 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was in CoD guarding a doorway and all these guys kept coming out so I was firing akimbo Rangers into 'em, but I had to drop down to reload a lot. Then I starting rushing the door to knife 'em. I woke up after this.
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      There was a large group of people which was broken into 5 groups, and for some reason we were going to fight to the death. This one guy (mix between Trey and Jonnie) was getting me mentally prepared. We were standing in a courtyard and the 5 groups were there, each in there designated area. A few of them started to rush each other and when they were fighting it looked like a big hill of sand with bodies wrestling in it. I knew I had to fight eventually and I sprinted towards this group and decided to go for these 2 big guys first to scare everyone. I leapt at them through the air and had them on the ground, I punched one in the face and I suddenly had a rope in my hand so I wrapped it around the guys neck. The other guy was on the ground so I quickly jumped over him and rolled around getting the rope around his neck too. Then I had a big plastic thing that was like an broom handle with a large outside loop at the end (think umbrella) and I spun it until the rope went all around the plastic loop and covered it, and the guys weren't there anymore. (I thought they had been covered by the rope...) There was then a beautiful girl with blonde hair I showed the rope-loop to and I was spinning it over my head and she jumped up and grabbed it and I spun here around a few times, suprised that I could carry her like that. Then there was some kind of event like an assembly and all these people were lining the walls and doors and waiting for the event to start. There was music playing and I knew that I had to plant the rope-loop, which had now become a smaller plastic item, like a fold out chair but different. I planted it in the middle of the room and then the Trey-Jonnie guy showed up with a face that was only skin and I knew that he had been injured but technology was so great that they chould make his face unscarred, but I noted that it sucked that it wasn't good enough to give him eyes, a nose, and a mouth again. Also, there was some guy who had had plastic surgery to look like someone else that was in the dream. Then I heard a Michael Jackson song playing and I woke up.
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      22.02.2010
      to Work - Golfing (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      In bed @1200, up @0600.

      I was rushing to work, I remember traffic was bad. Similar to waking life. I think my dad was driving me to work, I was worried about being there on time, but when I got there, dad dropped me off at a golf course. He threw 2 golf balls onto this little putting green (there were 6 greens) from the car, and for some reason this annoyed me. I went to start putting and several people started crowding the greens so I couldn't even putt.

      Then, later, Shannon R. was there and I was teasing her and telling her that she should go outside with me and get some vitamin D from the sun. (This was kinda in the ballpark of my lucid goal to go into the sun and look at my shadow, though I wasn't lucid.)

      -end-
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      24.02.2010
      23 - 24 Feb, 1030 - 0600 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am standing on a dirt street lined on both sides by stores and restaurants. The street and stores are populated by salespeople and customers. Outside, I get a flyer off the wall at one store (possibly a restaurant) and there are a nice set of unclothed boobs on it. I grab the flyer and take it with me, continuing to walk around this very saloon-like shop area. At one point I see my younger brother and tell him about the boob flyers.
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      At another point I have managed to unwork my upper left canine tooth from my mouth and am showing the tooth off.
      Not once did I find this odd, though I remember being confused as to how well I could put it back on. Not scared, just confused. I am in a small bathroom in front of the sink where I see mouthwash and I look in the mirror (I don't remember my full reflection, just the part of my mouth where the tooth was missing.) I take a swig of the mouthwash to rinse out before I put the tooth back in. I realize that the mouthwash is running low, so I fill the container up with sink water giving the whole bottle a light-blue color. I remember knowing that I simply had diluted the bottle, but that didn't strike me as weird.
      Now I am in a church building, in the children section where the kids are all yelling and moving around. There is a small old-style (box with knobs) tv on and a movie is playing. I'm trying to watch the movie but can't due to the hyperactive kids so I (ever so dream-eloquently) say, "Watching a movie requires input of sight and sound. If I can't sight or sound it, then there is no point having it on." (Perhaps the dreaming mind has problems conjugating...)
      I remember feeling that this was a weird way of stating the thought, though my mind must have explained it away.
      Then, Alana is hugging me and softly biting my cheek, and she asks me if her and Nick are going to be okay dating in a long-distance relationship. I am thinking of a response, a few of which went through my head, but I didn't say anything, I just hugged her and nibbled her cheek. The first bite felt too hard and I asked her if it hurt but she said 'no'.
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      good dreams! im so envious you managed to go lucid. i cant wait for my turn. my friend recently went lucid for the first time and he flew straight away too. must be the first thought most people get.
      believe nothing that you hear, and only half of what you see.

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      Well, I've only gone lucid 1 or 2 times and had control, and that was years ago. I'm just now getting back into dreaming, journaling, RC-ing, etc etc. So, believe me, it comes. Just keep working at it.
      Anything that isn't constantly challenged grows weak. And anything exercised must get stronger.
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      25.02.2010
      SP attempt, followed by Vivid, Long Dream, 24 Feb 10, 10:15 - 0418; 0430 - 0700 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Before falling asleep, I attempted to enter SP. I've tried a few times, usually resulting in legs and arms falling asleep, but my torso and head being very much awake, and usually the dreaded 'swallowing problem' occurs. (Save your jokes.)
      Last night, I got to the point where my legs and arms were asleep, and it took some time for the rest of my body so I just tried to keep doing the 61-point relaxation tech. as well as counting breathing etc etc. Sometimes I lost all train of thought but then would snap back and remember what I was doing. Finally, I got to the point where my eyes start to wildly move and my heart was racing a bit. This is where I usually get excited and come out of what bit of SP I've earned. This time, I just told myself to relax, keep breathing, and imagine, feel, my body going under. Finally, my eyes just kind of settled in one spot (I think slightly down) and I felt like I was floating in the middle of space. An extremely dark darkness fell over my eyes and there was no hypnogogic imagery or anything. My body felt like it was touching nothing, like I was floating in body temperature water. At this point, I realized that my mind was very much awake. Thought process seemed strange, though, like I could only focus on one specific thought, I couldn't get a full mental image of anything really, it was like pin-hole ideas were coming straight at me, pretty much just short sentence ideas, and once it was gone there was another one following it. I had to concentrate to remember the idea that had preceded another. After just a few minutes in this state, I eventually just kind of came out of it. I started by realizing the sound of the fan in my room and then felt myself in the bed and eventually, happy with my experience, starting slowly moving. After this, it took a while to fall asleep again. But when I did ------

      I dreamed that I was parachuting off of a dock and into water. Then I wanted to get boxing gloves so I went to Target. I got kinda sidetracked (and a bit lost) in there, and I started thinking about getting a heart rate monitor which consisted of spending over $200 on a VCR-sized monitor and a roll of paper (think cash-register receipt, nothing digital here...). I didn't want to spend that much since I knew that would break my account, but I wanted the machine so I bought it. While still in Target, I found a purple Gameboy on a shelf and wanted to steal it, but I didn't take it. After I left the store, I was going to walk back and get it but I knew cameras would catch me. In the parking lot, I was in the car with Sandra, and I wanted her dad to wire me money, since I had spent mine, but he wouldn't. Then Steve rolled up in a truck and said, "You need some money? You should get a second job. I'm working on the side as a teacher, a carpenter, and an accountant." He told me about some software on the internet that would let me search for jobs that people needed. That list consisted of modification to computers, software installation, and someone had drawn a crazy design for a camel-back mouthpiece that he wanted an engineer to build.
      I must have forgotten about needing money, because then I found myself driving a car and I was in awful traffic, and at one point I was driving backwards.
      Next thing I know, I'm in a septic tank and a guy is testing the walls for stability by hitting them with a sledgehammer. We leave the tank and are in a forest where a few zombies are coming at us, but one zombie turns into a big almost Where The Wild Things are type of creature, and it starts dressing itself in me and other people around. It makes me its left foot and Sandra is its right foot, but as the foot I turn into Seth Green. Then we were trying to learn to dance as this creature's feet and we were working on steps when
      I woke up. And I wrote this down in scribbles before falling asleep again.

      I was quite happy with this dream.
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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      26.02.2010
      Extremely Short Lucid -> FA, 25 Feb 10, 10:15 - 0700 (MILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I have been doing reality checks the past week or so. Some days more than others, but I usually start with pinching my nose, then inspecting my hands, then looking at a digital clock or text and glancing away before checking for continuity. Sometimes I will think "Am I dreaming right now?", and sometimes I say it aloud.
      Anyways, I wake up around 5 or so to a dream I only remember a bit of, so I got back to sleep with my alarm set for 0700. I have a dream that was bizarre, I won't record it here, but
      at one point I decide to reality check. I pinch my nose and breathe in without a problem. At this point, I realize that if I'm dreaming, I must be in bed. So, I'm lying in bed, and I hear my younger sister say, "Wake up!". I lose lucidity. I sit up in bed and I am upset because I had just become lucid! I see my younger sister and brother in my room and I yell at them "Get out of my room, this is my dream!" (I said that, but I was no longer lucid.) They leave the room. Then I have a false awakening. I look at the clock and see that it is 11:30 or so. I freak out, trying to figure out how I missed two alarms. I walk out of my room and go to my roommate's and he's coming out and I say, "Why didn't you wake me up!". He said, "I thought you had gone to work". I tell him my alarm must've lost power and we go in my room and he says the fuse box (which is sitting on the floor in my closet) has blown. I'm about to call work and tell them I'm on my way in when I woke up for real.
      I did a reality check, and sure enough, I was awake for real. And it was 0700 so I didn't have time to try again. Oh well. I'm glad I RC'd in a dream and that I became lucid, even if only for a moment. I'm on my way.

      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

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      28.02.2010
      27 - 28 Feb, 0100-0700; 0700-0900 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      My mind was pretty active last night. Unfortunately, I only remember a few small parts. Weekends seem harder for me to remember my dreams or wake up and write because I go to bed later than I do during the work week.
      I was at a house I used to live (142), my family was there, and it was pretty accurate both internally and externally. There were 3+ cars in the driveway when I showed up and I parked where I could. I don't remember a lot of inside the house, but we seemed to be moving or something. I remember there were packing boxes or something behind the cars. At one point, I have to move my car because I'm blocking someone in the garage so I put the car in reverse and I'm backing out of the driveway. On the road, just past the driveway going up the hill there is a cop car stopped with his lights on. The other way, there was a long line of traffic in the right lane, though I think they were trying to go out, so, wrong lane in the US. I decided to drive in the left lane shortly and pull into a neighbor's driveway to leave my car. Once I parked, the cop starts moving towards me and yelling something but I act like I can't hear him and just stay in the car, since I feel I didn't do anything wrong. When he gets to the car he starts punching the rear right window and it breaks and tells me to come out with my hands up. I stay seated and put my hands in the air. (At this point, I am in the backseat...) The cop pulls a gun and says, "Drop your gun!". I don't have a gun, and my hands are in the air, and I tell him I don't have a gun. I kicks the door and pulls it open then drags me by shirt, face down, onto the pavement. Then I was wearing some BDUs and he pulled up my jacket to see my nametag then he took my ID to verify. Then he just left. I went inside to tell my family about "this stupid cop" and when I came back out, the car was at the end of my driveway, the window was not broken, but the door panel is completely off and showing metal.

      -------------------
      After waking up at 0700, I go back to sleep.
      I dreamed a lot, I just remember some snippets, like TRYING TO GET LIGHT SWITCHES TO WORK TO TURN ON OVERHEAD LIGHTS TO TAKE A SHOWER. LIGHT SWITCHES NOT WORKING!!!?? HELLO!! Good lord, I'm gonna have to add flipping light switches into my list of RCs. The small bit I do remember is when I pinched my nose to RC and realized I was in a dream. It didn't last long and I didn't really do anything but...

      Kevin (from work) was there and we were looking down a hill at some rocky mound and we started walking down there since it was a place Kevin recognized and I told him it was probably something from his dreams. There were items set up randomly around the rocks like a shoe, scissors, a glove, and told Kevin that they are probably things that have some importance to him.

      I then lost lucidity and kept dreaming.
      So, I guess becoming lucid and not controlling the dream is better than not becoming lucid at all. Obviously, becoming lucid and being in control are two very different things.
      Dream on.
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      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

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      10.03.2010
      9-10 Mar, 2030-0600 - Nighttime cough medicine due to sore throat (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Dreamed that Danny M. and Tara had come to visit me. We were in a cabin and I was worried about restocking the fridge. I had a gallon of milk and I was trying to find a place for it. It was dark and murky feeling.
      Later we were in a big forest or something and we were swinging on ropes, long ropes and very high up. It wasn't scary, but it was hard to time moving my body right to get the swing strength that I needed.
      Tara wanted me to rub her face while she was sunbathing and listening to headphones. I felt really weird doing it.
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      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

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      16.03.2010
      14-15 Mar (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I had several dreams, a lot of them including the high school I attended and people from my past. At one point I found myself in a house I used to live and I realized that it was odd to be there. I decided to RC so I looked at my hands and my left hand had an extra pinky finger. I knew I was dreaming and felt a little overwhelmed. The room suddenly became very detailed as if I was there. To try to stabilize myself, I looked at the carpet and focused on it intensely, it was in great detail like it was real. I took a slow, floating leap across the room and jumped the length of it. I realized the lighting was a bit dark and I tried to increase the brightness by saying "increase brightness", but it didn't work. Shortly after this, only moments after becoming lucid, I slipped into my regular dream state.

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      This is the 3rd time in the past few weeks that I have become lucid just long enough to realize it and remember, then I lose it. Odd since the first time I became lucid I had a nice, long experience. Oh well, more to come.
      All that we see or seem
      Is but a dream within a dream. ~Edgar Allen Poe

      Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare. ~H.F. Hedge

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