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I was tired that evening and I massaged a calf to my wife. After about half an hour I felt I'm losing comprehension of reality(my body was falling to sleep).
So I laid down and started to relax... it went fast to generate feeling of heaviness and heat in my body, to lose feelings from body sensors... To lose thoughts. Only consciousness remained. I was point of consciousness floating in white shining space, in clean light.(Normally I'm in black space, this was something new But black space doesn't mean that I'm in any kind of discomfort. The feeling of peace is the same.)
Time was running around me, but I didn't feel timeflow. I was existing in shining light, in peace, without thoughts. After about one hour my wife tried to wake me up , she needed help with our children. What she managed was, that I started to comprehend physical world... but only sounds from it. I started to feel my body, dimly. It was hot and very relaxed. I told my wife that I need help to stand up, that I don't have strong contact with my body. But I said it probably only into astral world.
I pushed my will inside my legs and arms to move them, but instead, I did fast full separation into astral world probably. I projected inside my room, only it was all shining white. I moved around a little, floating. My wife was shouting again for me. I went back to my body to try to move physical body. I couldn't move it a millimeter. My body felt very tired and relaxed. I tried again to tell my wife that I need help to stand up to reconnect faster with my body. I found up that I can't move with ane muscle. I pushed my mouth to open a little and tried to speak, but my vocal chords were not functioning. I concentrated on them then... I managed to move muscles on vocal chords, but no sound was going out. I found up that I don't breathe fast enough... there wasn't pressure of air to resonate on the vocal chords. My cycle of breath in/out was longer than 30 seconds... and with very slow air movement. I couldn't speak with that. In the physical world that is. But I heard myself speaking despite of that. Probably into astral. I found out that I don't have control of my lungs.
I tried again to move my hands and again I was out in shining white astral. Therefore I pushed my consciousness back into my body again. My consciousness was steering itself automatically to shut down any disruption of state of clean existence. Into peaceful thoughtless state. I pushed my will into my body limbs again despite of resistance. My real me wanted something else- going back into meditation. But I knew I need to stand up. I managed to rotate physical body to side of bed and partially down of bed. It took a few minutes to get feeling of gravity and balance strong enough to stand up, to fasten breathing, to strengthen and control muscles.

Normally I do things different. Normally I try to stay in astral. As long as possible. This was new experience
Despite how this looks like, this wasn't traumatizing experience. Yeah, I had problems to regain control of my body. But that was because of tiredness and because I didn't really want to go back. I never wanted to go back from astral, from that peaceful place. I would ditch my body if that is possible probably long time ago. But I have responsibilities. Therefore it is not priority But again, if possibility emerged, I would do it in that state of consciousness without thinking.

I woke up on a buildings roof, and god am I afraid of heights. It seemed as if a party was going on on the floor below me, and I looked around. At this point I wasn't lucid. It seemed to me to be Dubai, the way this building was and looking around that's what it looked like to me. The only other person on the roof with me was a woman, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I don't remember her face, but I can tell you, this woman was gorgeous. We exchanged conversation, and I asked her how to get off the roof. (This was a HUGE sky scraper). She hugged me, held on, and jumped off the edge with me. I actually felt my stomach lurch as we were falling so fast. Then we landed. Softly. I was surprised. At this point my conscious mind was questioning the dream, but wasn't lucid - yet. She took hold of my hand and asked me what I wanted to do, so we walked around for a little bit and found a beach with jet skis. We got on them and road them for the majority of the dream, enjoying the BEAUTIFUL weather (I could feel the warmth hitting my back, the water splashing on me as I rode the jet ski). I was in paradise. I loved it. I had this gorgeous woman with me and I was on the beach jet skiing, two of my favorite things! Suddenly it looked like it was about to storm. I was enjoying this dream so much that I actually attained LUCIDITY!! for a couple moments. I looked around, acknowledged my surroundings, and tried to stop the storms with all my might, even though it was one of my firsts times being lucid I just looked closed my eyes and willed it to stop. It ended up turning into a wall, almost like a simulation that turned off. That was when my dream started to end, we left and found ourselves in a conference room. (I wasn't lucid anymore at this point). I seen that my dream was fading and told her(I was semi-lucid now), and we kissed, just a simple on the lips kiss, she said goodbye, and I woke up.
The best dream ever.

I was abroad, and i knew no one. It looked like somesort of erasmus project, because everyone somehow knew me. People here were quite interesting. Some were wearing those frenchmaide costumes.. others were really gothic looking.. i said.. ok .. this is not a bad place to be. And what happens next? we are in the church. Sitting and watching some teathre show.. One girl took a sit next to me.. and said: Matej.. many girls here likes you.. what will you do with it? I dont know.. dont know yet. She looked at me.. and said: you know.. women are not that different from men, and that she knows all about my lovelife. No you dont I replied.. So i looked back to the stage.. and everything was burning.. And no one did nothing.. it somehow looked like a part of the show.. but it was burning quite hard.. My vision started to be blurry.. very blurry.. and in a few seconds later.. it looked like a great party.. everybody was dancing.. and moving around.. but my vision just got worse.. I could not see anything now.. just some blurry shapes.. and I was wearing sunglasses. It was like I am super stoned but dont know from what! What the fuck is going on!!!.. and now I am lying in my bed..I am awake.. or at least i think so.. but one problem still remains. I am still High.. everything is spinning.. and I am trying to open my eyes.. And i cant.. i try really hard.. still cant. What is going on!! ?? and i said to myself.. well.. this has to be a dream.. it has no sense at all.. it has to be a dream, I am dreaming. And It was true.. When i realized that i was dreaming.. some mind vortex opened up.. it was black and gray.. like a gravity hole.. and i was traveling trough it.. I said! well this is the feeling i was telling Nikija about.. It is not really fun.. until you get used to it..
Where am I?
I am l laying on red rooftoop bricks.. oooh.. where am I now? at least my vision is perfect again. I took my time.. and said.. ok .. it is morning, the sunrise is here. And i looked around a bit.. and figured out that I am laying or lying? (or wtf this word should be..) on the top of a really high church.. it should be 300m high at least.. And i was just at the edge of the roof. I was very calm.. and said.. well this could be dangerous.. sleeping so close to the edge.. with such a drop down.. So i stood up.. You have to get out of here, before somebody sees you.. I tried to find an exit from this rooftop and I saw one.. but i had to jump 1m or so.. to another ledge. At the same time.. i saw that someone trough the window and he was walking trough some hallway.. O fuck.. What can I do? Just stand still.. no matter if you are all in black.. and the rooftop is red.. just stand still.. he will not see you!! And I was correct. He did not notice me. So i jumped over the gap and came into the building. Ok.. now i have to find an exit. I was running from door to door.. and my shoes were making such a strange noise.. like I was wearing High heels.. but i looked down.. and the shoes were normal. Well.. fuck it.. I was still running.. here is the kitchen.. and a cook.. i ran and i ran.. trying to be stealth.. hiding in the corners when people were passing by.. and i found some emergency exit.. OH YeA... and i ran down and down those stairs.. until i have reached the first floor. And there was a reception.. Stay casual.. i said to myself.. so i said hi to the receptionist.. and smiled. I made it out of the building.. but i was still pretending that i am going running.. so i was tying my shoes.. and hair. And now all the other people came out of this church.. even the guy who was walking on the hallways.. and he was the principle .. he just said.. Matej.. come here! OOh.. he even knows me. . just great! and when i was walking towards him.. I saw a reflection of myself in the window.. and i was wearing Chef uniform.. so I said to the principle.. do i have to cook today? he said yes!! do I have a punishment or why me? he said.. I just need someone with great sense of logic.. to make the sandwiches..

I just woke up from a dream where I had to sift through piles of trash looking for medical trash (bloody bandages, amputated body parts etc.) so I could then take that found trash and put it in the “proper” trash piles. Also something about lots of poor and destitute people living in underground parking garages that had no working lights.

5.25.15

bed 11:20 am - 9:45pm with 3 or so potty breaks

First time in a while I remember dreams from the whole time I was asleep.

DILD?
I'm walking on a street and I see a pink bunny, no fur, walking on his front legs, upside down. I stop in my track and stare at him. He asks me something like "what you looking at?" and I say "are you for real?". He just looks at me as it is for me to figure it out. I ask him "am I dreaming?" and I look at my hands. I say "yes, I am dreaming" and I remember how just that night before bed I wanted to get lucid.

I don't remember any strong happiness. But I didn't have that in some of my later DILDs either. So I immediatelly leave the scene and start climbing up on the outside of a house. It's like from fairy tales. Lots of wooden design on the house so it's easy to find a foothold and grab something with hands. I easily climb to the top.

I look to another house adjacent to this one. That one is modern, concrete and glass. I stick my head in the open window and say :hello, anybody home?" while I know they are home. I look down and I'm 3 stories high, so I know it will startle them. I start talking about how I like their light colored furniture that has some dark streaks in it. They tell me they could pick that one on one with pink streaks, but I lose interest and leave.

Not sure if still lucid here, probobly not. But me and my dad are building a flying machine out of kitchen chairs. Just attaching 2 behind each other, powered by dream power. I think we actually take it for a spin, or I just describe to him how it would be to be flying.

NEXT dream
I'm with many people. One of them is my friend from school, with some elements from Ophelia. I'm asking her if she still has the "wow" moment when she gets lucid, and she says yes. I'm still trying to figure out if I the previous dream was lucid. We talk about lucids for a while. Someone is giving a lecture while we sit at the tables and talk some more.

There were more dreams, but I only commited these to memory.

In which I attempt to fly in a lucid dream...

Lately, I've been "getting stuck" in the mornings as I try to wake up. This is what I've always called sleep paralysis. I remembered that it's easier to enter a lucid dream from this state, so I decided to try it. I stopped fighting the paralysis and let myself fall into sleep, all the while saying to myself, "I'm dreaming" until I heard the quaking, crashing sound that indicates I'm finally asleep. I stood up and felt light weight. Everything was shiny. I walked towards the front door of my house and, instead of turning the door knob, decided to walk through it. Then I was in the yard under the stars. I decided to try to fly. I flew up over my house and towards the field behind my house, but then I had trouble controlling the flight. I decided to try to fly all the way to the moon, but the flying became more like swimming. I was trying to do the breast stroke through the air and got tired easily. I let myself fall back towards the field behind my house and tried to think of what experience I'd like to have next. I tried wishing for things to see if they appeared, but suddenly I realized I was standing on my front porch again. I didn't remember getting there and realized I'd lost control of the dream. This woke me up.

In which I dream again about H...

H is upset with me over a misunderstanding with S. I go to her old house, which is actually at K's mom's house in our home town. I walk into the house, but I'm standing in the foyer. I know she is on the other side of a wall with a baseball bat, and I know she is angry. I call into the house to tell her it's me and that I'd like to talk to her about what happened. I tell her it was a misunderstanding with S and that I want to make amends with her. I can feel her rage and it scares me so I step back out of the house. I shout at her from the lawn.

Then she calms down and says I can enter. I sit down with her at the bar. There are other people around. Her mom is there. I explain what happened with S and how the misunderstanding started. She understands and is no longer angry. We sit down to talk. Her hair is short and pulled back on the sides like it was when she was pregnant. I can't remember what we were talking about, but I realize she hasn't died yet. I tell her that she is going to find herself in a very dark place one day and that she is going to need help, and I beg her to remember to call me. I try to say all the things I've been trying to say over and over again. She looks at me straight in the eyes and tells me I'm being a liar. I'm not, I argue. I grab her upper arms and turn her towards me. I tell her to look at me and see that I'm being serious and sincere. I tell her to promise she'll call me.

Meanwhile, her mom is now sitting on the other side of me. She has an iPad, but in the dream, it is H's cell phone. She shows me how you can swipe through images on the phone that show incoming and outgoing phone calls on H's phone from the night she died. She hands me the iPad and we start scrolling through the numbers together. I'm terrified that my number will come up and we'll see that she did call me. But we are looking at incoming calls and not outgoing ones, and for some reason my number does not pop up showing that I called her back even though I did and I left a message too but I should've kept calling and I don't know why I didn't. I worry that her mom is going to blame me.

H asks what we are doing, and I tell her. I try to use the iPad as proof that I'm being serious and sincere when I tell her what is going to happen. Her mom asks me what I'm telling H, and I tell her that I'm trying to convince her to call the people who love her when she gets to that dark place. Her mom nods her head calmly and unconvinced and allows that this is an appropriate thing to say. I feel like I can't really get through to either of them and that it's all somehow my own fault. But I look inside myself and can't find anything else more sincere than what I'm saying, and if it's not a true feeling then there is just an emptiness behind it so I don't know what else to say.

Beautiful Yellow Eyes
I was walking inside Main Street shopping center. I felt a bit uncomfortable because of I was wearing pretty average plain clothing. I noticed some others were wearing average stuff, making me feel much better about myself. As I was walking through the shops, I saw a girl (preggers). She was walking near me, and seemed to be looking at me, maybe even saying something to me. I ignored her and just kept walking as if I had not noticed her.

Some girl stopped me in my tracks and asked me something. I think she was looking for a new boyfriend or sexual partner. As I looked at her, I was drawn in straight to her eyes. They were beautiful, having a nice yellow look to them. I straight away said "wow, u have amazing eyes. Ur hot". She was decent looking. I think I put my arm around her and walked towards a shop where you could eat. I find myself hearing that she likes men that are endowed. I look towards the wall at a bit of art work which has writing on it. It's talking about an elephant and its long trunk, referring to long penises.
We seem to become distant from each other and she goes and starts talking to other men. I see her at a table talking a darkish skinned man. It looks like he has a turban under his hoody. I have some jealously at this point and think to myself something on the lines of "she won't be happy being with a Muslim man".

I'm at the same place but sitting at a computer. As I'm doing Internet banking, I feel or know she is looking for a wealthy man. I start to feel sorry for myself because I'm on benefits and don't have a lot to show for myself. A few people come over to use the computer I'm using, which makes me have to move myself off the chair onto the floor. I felt intimidated, but did nothing about it except be a push over. I see that there is 4 or so people at the computer, a few guys & girls. The person nearest to me was a guy. He seemed like a bit of an asshole. I over heard him say that the girl that has the yellow eyes was a gold digger, which confirmed for me that it was true. As we all used the computer, there were hands everywhere over the keyboard, typing whatever they please. I jokingly said about this to them. The computer seems to be an ATM also. I try and withdraw a decent amount of money. I remember stalling a little and I think my dad may have got frustrated. I figured it out quickly. As i withdrew money, the previous people that had used it left their money in there. It made things confusing for me and i panicked. I grabbed all the money and was going to sort things out by myself because majority of money was mine and I wanted to make sure things were right. A man of Asian appearance was thinking it was some what suspicious and wasn't sure about me doing so. The people's money i had were standing in the distance at a counter. My intentions were to get things right and return the money to them. I remember counting my money and freaking out. At first it looked as if all my money wasn't there at first, but as i continue to count, it seems to be adding up I think.

I'm now sitting near the old police station across from new station, counting my money.

Side Notes
EFT - Even though I only remembered 1 dream last night, I deeply and completely accept myself, and will remember all my dreams tonight.

Need to use an EFT for recording dreams upon awakening.

My entire family was in an unknown house. A cousin of mine and I were going to play some Pokemon on a console (don't know what kind), but needed another controller. So I went to this stand in the city at night. Apparently they were having a really large sale. 300% off. A clerk offered me a strange phone and a car. I didn't take them as the store was too fishy. I did buy a console. I was back at the house and my cousin and I played the game. For some reason a Sakuya Izayoi was one of my Pokemon when I chose her, it crashed the game.
Afterwards, my siblings, cousins, and I went to a large flower field on some rolling hills with many different kinds flowers. There I got stung by a bee and so did my cousins and siblings. Then a swarm of bees started chasing us. Many of them caught up and continued stinging us. They were after me the most though. The stings did actually hurt and left a stinging feeling as an aftermath. We ran inside the house and closed the door. However, many doors were still open and the bees continued to get in. I closed all the doors and killed many of the bees though they still continued to sting me. However bees were still getting in. I found a aluminum tube which connected to the outside and the garage was open. I rushed to the garage to close it, but the stings were soon getting to me and I started hallucinating which caused the garage to get distorted and had a terrible headache. I soon collapsed onto the ground from weakness and was paralyzed. I tried to call for help, but my voice was too weak for anybody to hear. I started thinking, "I guess this is the end. I had a good life. I'm ready to go." Then I passed out. I regained consciousness on a bed inside the house. Finally I woke up.

Finding Shoes
I'm in the garage, in my car, looking for some small dress shoes. As I'm hunting around the front passenger seat, my wife comes out and apologizes for whatever she said that made me think they're out there, saying she knows exactly where they are inside. She's holding a large trash bag. She turns around and says that she sees our third daughter standing on the table and gets a kind of deer-in-headlights look. I snap her out of it by telling her to drop the trash and GO!

Church Fragment
I'm at church, in a large wedge-shaped room. The service is over, and we're heading for a door half way along one of the straight sides (the left, if you're looking towards the point of the wedge).

2 non lucid fragments

I had a lump on the left side of my forehead. Apparently it was serious...

An outsize Woodpigeon appeared on a path from some trees on the left (I say outsize as it was within the bounds of reality, but it was pretty hefty) there was something ominous about it...

That ma lot.

Hey Dreamviews, I've been out of practice for a while but I woke up and had remembered this dream because it stuck out so much to me, I'm curious about peoples interpretation or even just comments on it as a whole, please forgive typos, I jotted this down as fast as I could when I got out of bed.





I'm standing in an old seemingly worn down building with a little Mexican boy in the higher floors of the mansion that seems to be falling apart, myself as well as three other children (Something I noted half way through writing this is I was a child as well.), two females one male, who has glasses as well as an older woman named (Rebecca?) who seemed to be in her late twenties (28 or so if I had to guess.), I know the boy's father, whether the name Rodrigo belongs to the child or the father I won't know, but I know the father and I know he built something for me in the land of my dreams, whether it is a monument or a memory I don't know but I'm determined to find out and remember this for future reference.

When I told the boy that he looked exactly like his father he merely smiled, Rodrigo seemingly happy about the 'news' that I had remembered, the tall Mexican woman wearing modest clothing was somewhat attractive, though the only gestures I remember her making was a curt bow and a smile when I first met her, though she seemed to smile and nod whenever the little boy did, I get the feeling that she isn't his mother, maybe an aunt or nanny of some sort.

Us children ran through the upper floors of the seemingly infinitely tall mansion, the small Mexican boy waving happily in tandem with his presumable caretaker, we take care ignoring the wood as it already seemed decayed long ago, though the countless holes leading to the bottom or gaps where the mansion was simply pulled apart like a fissure still remain, we run through the walls of the mansion, through a sizable hole being our 'doorway', a sort of void meeting us as we run along the scattered remnants of wood that merely floated in this strange place, not reacting to our weight or presence as we skirted through it just fine, the other children happily laughing and giggling as they passed as I tried not to fall.

When we go through an identical 'hole' at the other side of the room we are greeted by a room that looks identical to the one we had started in, however to the right I see an even larger fissure, seemingly bottomless when I look into the pit below.We play an odd sort of game, one of us would summon various 'platforms' which all of us had to quickly run and jump on before the next person would do the same to reach the other side. The other boy quickly failed on the second jump, falling into the void with a drawn out "Nooo!" while the others seemed just as happy as they were moments ealier, one of the little girls cheerfully informed me that because one of us lost, we all lost the game, though she happily conjures a floor to replace the void we risked falling into, with the new floor I continued in reaching the other side, noting an odd 'tear' in reality which only became visible as I approached, the ghostly yet radiant white light shining from it and offsetting the natural looming darkness of the unnatural place that we were in. I could not get any closer to the 'tear' but I didn't have the urge to pass through, I felt I was not ready yet as I turned around and once more returned to the other side I was greeted again by the smiling face of Rebecca, who merely smiled as she kneeled and gave me a gentle hug, I woke up at this time with the overwhelming urge that I need to find this odd boys 'Father' and what it is he built for me.




---I would like to point out that I have EXTREME trouble conjuring things but at some point I was able to in this dream without even thinking about it, something I noted as I was publishing this.

There's a woman who is retrieving a certain object for me, while I watch in third person. The object is in a cave, in the possession of this large, strange creature who she's speaking to now - she's got two or three people with her. He's willing to make a deal. But after discussing terms for a while, the woman ultimately refuses; she isn't willing to agree to his terms. He accepts this, clearly believing she'll be back eventually - she has no other choice, she needs that object.

She and the others start to leave, but one of the others evidently has their own plan - another woman starts playing a strange kind of music that puts the creature into a kind of trance. She encourages the leader of their group to simply take the object. The leader is conflicted, so the woman with the music does it herself. The creature's trance is deep enough to allow her to get close to the object, but it snaps out of it once it recognizes that they're stealing from it. They run.

The cave is in the center of a sort of maze of tunnels, but although it looks confusing, the tunnels are all interconnected; as long as they keep running in the same general direction, it doesn't matter which tunnel they choose, they'll get out eventually.

They come out of the tunnels into a place that I think of as a certain type of dream, a sort of desert-like place, barren brown rock, with various dreamers here and there like landmarks. In one dream, there's a family in a yard where grapevines are growing; two heavyset old men who are brothers, and two grandchildren playing a little distance away. One brother leans in to say something to the other in a language I don't recognize, and the eyes of the one listening turn all black, which I recognize as an outward sign of the usual effect of staying in this particular type of dream too long. He's the dreamer here, these others are illusions. They see the group passing near the edges of the dream and just watch them.

The group comes across a dreamer they know, a man who the leader of this group is in love with. The others hang back on a ledge overlooking his dream, but she approaches him. He's sitting in front of the ruins of a small house - it's meant to be their house, his and hers, though they've never actually lived together outside of this dream. There's dead bodies lying around outside, things he killed, but too late to save this place from them. When he sees her there, he says, "I tried," with a sort of smile, as if this was inevitable and the only surprising thing was that he tried to save this place at all.

Then he sees the object she's stolen, and there's a shift - he stops paying attention to the storyline of the dream he's in. He asks her why she went to all the trouble of finding that thing, when there's no guarantee that the man she got it for will be grateful for it. There's an association here with trying to help a scorpion - the story of the scorpion and the frog, doing what's in your nature rather than what's in your best interest. She agrees with him, there's no guarantee that this will have the result she wants, but she wants to help the 'scorpion' anyway. She makes a joke about having a weakness for older men - lifetimes older, in this case. Her man doesn't find this funny.

Get This Girl Away From Me

I appeared on a table in my brother's room. Except I thought it was my room.I felt sleepy and like I had just woken up but I couldn't move. I felt someone putting pressure onto my head with their hand and thought my brother or someone else had poisoned me and was trying to get rid of me by causing a concussion to my head. "I got to move!" I thought to myself. Than I started feeling someone stapling my head multiple times.

"Okay, this can't be a real thing going on. No ones stupid enough to try stapling my head to try and kill me. I'm in a dream". I thought to myself. But it still felt pretty real.I looked up and saw an alien face looking down at me on the ceiling. I took it as a form of insult and a reflection of one of my biggest fears. I looked to my side the best i could and saw a small wooden house was stapling my head. Somehow I managed to get out the room and went up the stairs with a fork in my hand. I looked back to make sure my thoughts hadn't formed a creature. Than went into my parents room where I was handed a bowl of strawberrys and yogurt. I ate it but than I reappeared on the table.I could only see my hand, tools and what looked like a yellow robot like body.

I heard it picking up tools and felt it touching me," Is this gonna be one of those alien dissection dreams?" I thought. I prayed a bit to get rid of my fears than focused on going through the walls. I felt the robot using the tool on me a bit but I couldn't just lay there and let the robot do that to me in the dream. It was uncomfortable. I managed to get through the wall a bit and turned to see the robot melting. I kicked him a bit than went through the wall. When I stood up I saw a man and two other dream characters that were girls. They were telling me to go back inside the room and that they were going to hold me down.

I told them they had to listen to me and thought that maybe dream characters would have an inclined respect for God. " I prayed to Jehovah because I didn't want to be in there. So you have to listen!" I told them. "Who the heck is Jehovah?" asked a dream character than the other laughed. I was surprised at the lack of respect they had and told them " I can't pray to get rid of you because it would be like getting rid of a part of me so act more nicer. I have to think good thoughts anyways so this will be a good opportunity."

Suddenly the tall girl with the wavy, long black hair was acting very hype. I decided to leave the scenery, think I went through the window or the stairs. The setting was changing so its hard to recall where i was. Anyways I started thinking of finding Dawn and could feel the girl was following me.I was flying above a park/urban city at night. I could see a children's swing and heard people talking in the park. I looked around till I saw Dawn wearing a white long sleeve dress shirt, a dark grey tie, black pants and black dress shoes. He was walking holding green flowers in his hands."Dawn!!!" I called out to him. He turned and smiled at me than said " Lety!! Its good to see you!".

Than he walked to a chubby kid wearing a grey/white sweater and sweat pants telling him to go down the stairs than inside the house. They were next to a gate where it kind of looked like stairs that lead to the garbage area of a building. But there are some people who do live in that area of a building. Anyways the girl with the wavy black hair came running after me and she was super hyper. She was telling me how she wanted to do hurtful things to me. I flew away and climbed over a large door where i saw a beautiful scenery of a pasture with the sun hitting it. But the girl was annoying me.

I moved to a different part of the dream world where it started becoming more like a house interior. I could hear a familiar little girl's voice telling the girl with wavy black hair how she wanted to staple me. Their voices were in high speed and they sounded like they were high on sugar. I went through a window in the room than found myself in a bathroom like place with its own showers. The girl with black hair found me and showed me a long, pink pen that she wanted to stab my hand with. " Let me just try to change this with words and I'll think about a different outcome instead." I thought.

I showed her my hand and asked her to use the pen like thing to draw who she thought I liked more as my favorite guide. Eye or Dawn. She started drawing on it and said "Eyesti! No wait!..." I looked away after that than looked back at my hand and she showed me what looked like a kanji symbol on the top of my left hand mixed with two other kanji symbols. "What is this supposed to mean!? Whose my favorite guide was the question." I told her. She laughed than drew a small moon on my hand and said " Jackie Chan is your fav guide!" than she ran to some other dream characters where they talked about injecting penicillin into their bodies. I flew up to the top of the showers than the girl with the black hair came in with the other girls.I thought they wouldn't harm me because they would be distracted by the showers but than the girl with the wavy black hair came up to me and stabbed my upper left feet with a needle. It hurt so I kicked her than I woke myself up after that.

I think I handled the dream character situation somewhat well but it could have been better.It was just too random for me.
- w - I seriously was reminded why I hate dum dream characters.

Walking through some kind of store like a Home Depot when I decided to do a reality check but it was funny because I thought to myself that I was definitely awake. I looked at my hands and said "am I awake" and realized immediately I was dreaming. I didn't really know what I wanted to do, but my youngest son was in the dream with me so I picked him up and asked him, "do you wasn't to fly?" I wrapped him in a blanket (I think he was younger than he is now) and we began to fly around. First we flew around inside then we took off through a window over the water and then over snow. When I landed into a room I was alone again. There was a closet door standing open so I decided my father would behind the door but when I moved the door away it wasn't my dad but a nondescript, androgynous person who seemed to have my dads essence. I went into his arms and we danced slowly a little bit. I would catch his reflection as we went around and the DC was ageing and beginning to look more like my dad. At some point here I slipped back into a dream. Not what I wanted to do in my next LD, but that's ok. I just couldn't remember what it was that I wanted to accomplish in my next LD while I was in it! (I want to meet my inner child or a dream guide). The other thing is that this LD had a very dream-like feel to it. In the past I've been able to become more and more lucid as the dream went on, but in this dream I was lucid but nothing was very vivid.

5-25-2015

I was assigned an adventure. Perhaps it was for some “school” function. I’m not quite sure. But I wandered through a wasteland void of people and full of desolate and decaying buildings. I don’t remember what my assignment was so I explored aimlessly. Eventually I entered a building and headed to the lower floors. In the basement of the building were desks full of “students”. Proctors of sorts were there to watch us while we completed a "test". I remember starting the “test” but I did not finish it because I found it pointless. I left the room with the “test” incomplete and wandered on. I believe at this point I was called on by DB to play Eb clarinet in ensemble. I declined. Next, I was in a kind of park full of hills, so many that the horizon was blocked in multiple directions by the undulation of the landscape. Somehow I ran into RS. I was now in his car (his black and grey mustang) and we talked about music, clarinet, etc. We drove through the hills until something caught my eye. There was an baby falling from the sky. I knew the baby was in trouble. No on was around to help. So I opened RS’s car door and ran to the baby. I jumped in the air, soaring up as if gravity were less, caught the baby, and dropped the baby as gently as I could to the ground. I saw the baby land with a thump in a shallow pool of water. It wasn’t ideal and I knew the baby still needed help. I hung in the air before falling to the ground. Now I rushed the baby to a nearby table and began CPR. As I used two fingers to press on the baby’s chest I realized that it’s arms were skinny, as if someone had taken clay and rolled it out on flat surface creating “noodles”. No matter, the baby coughed up water and I felt complete. However, trouble didn’t seem to be over yet. Night grew close. The air transitioned from bright yellow-orange to a deep and blanketing purple-black. It seemed that trouble was brewing. I found my friend BC nearby and asked him to take care of the baby. TF was also there so I asked for his assistance as well. I was off, not sure why. I needed to find RS again so I used my phone to call, but my phone was malfunctioning. My phone wouldn’t call and it became of little use other than occupying space. Wandering I somehow ran into AB. She was beautiful. Her face was so clear to me. Slightly rosy cheeks, raised in a affection, a deep and radiant smile, and light brown, slightly curled hair that framed her face and exposed her features. She was there to help me. I knew it. Unfortunately, I don’t remember much. We must have talked, and I’m sure she helped me, but here the dream fades away.