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Morning of April 28, 2015. Tuesday.



This is a series of three dream events that are not directly related. The first is a love-making scenario with wife Zsuzsanna in a completely unfamiliar location indoors. The bed, which is in a corner of the room, is at least twice as wide as it should be and a bit longer.

Later, I am in the front room of our present home on W Street and my old foreman from La Crosse (Pat, deceased) is there, standing closer to the front door. There are at least five or six computer towers with the cases off that he (and perhaps myself) is supposedly responsible for fixing up or upgrading and they are all sitting upright at random angles on the floor. All of the computers seem to belong to an unknown female, possibly a businesswoman involved in production of the (unknown) company. The scene is somehow related to a new computer game or new technology related to computer games which is not yet released to the general public. However, there is confusion over the work to be done as I look on. I know there is something about an internal data bus related to the work, though there is writing on the back of each computer tower near the top and by the power supply (which seem to not be operational). Soon, there is confusion over what is being referenced, as I realize that “bus” is an anagram for USB. Therefore I start to reason that the work involves a universal serial bus. I look on the back of a couple of the computer towers and see various forms of fictional “words” made with the letters from USB; seemingly random patterns like UBSUBUU and similar, usually with an unknown female’s signature, which I do not quite understand. Part of this is vaguely precognitive, as my oldest daughter’s computer’s adapter stopped working earlier this morning and she needs a new one.

In another scene, I seem to be at our present home, though there is no furniture in the area I am in. An unknown male (possibly Pat again; unsure) has a watering can indoors to my right. There is a large potted plant near the west wall also to my right. I am working while sitting on the floor with some sort of device that edits digital movies. For some reason, there are two parts of the movie that, when the frames begin in a particular section, actual water has to be poured onto the device to go into the movie (which does not make any sense, really) in that set of frames only - to only cover a certain number of minutes. I think one part is a scene where my two youngest sons are outside playing with a sprinkler or garden hose or at least playing or walking around outside. The other male splashes some water on the floor with the watering can but also waters the potted plant fairly well. (Often, the sound or awareness of water makes me lucid, but not in this case.) I wait so that I can use the watering can to properly “edit” the movie but wake prior to this task, having to go to the bathroom.

Talent show

From camera's point of view I watched some kind of a talent show. I saw only one performance. I saw a group of weird men, wearing black trenchcoats. The jury sitting place was empty, and the audience was empty too. They were preparing for their performance, and suddenly they became still.

After a short while of non moving the music started. The weird group started dancing horribly, and sang Scorpions - The wind of change song from playback. All they really did was just make "mmmmh-hmmm" noise to the rythm.

Strange Minecraft

I was sitting on a bench in school. I took an old Nokia 6230i phone out of my pocket, found an apps directory, and entered it. There was only one app - Minecraft Pocket Edition. I decided to try it. After waiting for the game to load, it generated a new world immediately.

I spawned somewhere in the mountains. Seeking for a shelter, I went straight into a weirdly lit cavern. There was another player inside, surrounded by weird, silver barrels.

I'm not perfectly sure where precisely this dream started. I was together with a very large group of people in a 'company'. Actually this 'company' was just now being built, it was being built in an entirely separate dimension from ours, that began empty, but eventually the building, the parking lot, and indirectly also a beach, an ocean and a sky where created.
There was this one girl which had black hair, at first. To be honest everyone had black hair but that was a cloaking from the normal human society, their true hair colors where all somewhat purple or lavender. Her hair was lavender and she seemed to have a strong love interest in me, and it felt that while we were sitting in a train her interest in my calmed down, but I became interested in her. We arrived in a parking lot where I became weirdly lucid and parked a car by making it fly, though I really had to consciously fill in a lot of details which were not filled in by the dream (like sitting in the car, opening the door, and how I should be placed while doing these thing). Then the dream faded.

To be honest, I've been playing around with layering crystals close to my bed while sleeping, I picked the crystals according to Chakras, because why the hell not, the worst that could happen is nothing. Two of the stones I picked were the Atlantisite and the Tiger Iron, which previously had brought me the dreams with the purple haired dream demon Maya.
So the same stone helped along with putting 3 things into my dreams, more lively and engaging people, love interests and purple hair. My conclusion is that there is a high statistical chance that the crystals or at least those two had a positive energetic or at least psychological effect. I'll resume the experiment, hoping the positive effects won't fade, like usually all things of the kind do for me.

I was in some huge building, it was night and dark. I've been standing on some kind of ledge in the building and there was a huge glass facade in front of me. The floors were not actually connected to that wall, but rather one could fall down right beside the glass facade. On the facade there were weird crane/elevator like bots. I thought about reworking on of them in some way as I felt some danger from outside the building. Then I become somewhat lucid, and for some weird reason decided to summon Ryuuko (my dream alter ego) which carried me down onto on of the levels, which quite frankly didn't make sense.

Unfortunately I only knew that I summoned Ryuuko, I didn't even see her.

This dream was... weird, specifically weird. There was some kind of cupboard or so, and in one of the shelves was essentially a wall, like a mixture of a mirror and water. In the dream I've put my face through this material which caused instant lucidity, and oddly enough made me immediately consciously turn into a Gardevoir (yes, the green and white Pokémon). My face which I could see reflected looked already a huge lot like a female Gardevoir with some human features left when the dream already faded.

Exploring

I closed my eyes and started to feel a sinking feeling and soon a view of mountains appeared. I was hovering in the air and being flown to the right by an invisible force. While that was happening I was viewing a mountain erupt blue stuff. Perhaps it was ocean water because there was water splashing against some of the mountains too. I also saw beautiful trees and honestly, i felt a bit nervous to be in such a setting even if i knew it was a dream. The place was just so wide and exotic. Than I was flown down closer to a rocky mountainous ground that was in a form of a circle, painted with a white line. I was flown around the mountain area like three times until I was flown away from it. After that I started to see the scene change to a city.

I was thinking of Dawn so i guess that's why it changed.(I said I wouldn't think of Dawn and i did...- w -" ごめんね) Anyways I saw myself passing people and cars in the city till I arrived at a bank." Where's Dawn? Did it take me to Dawn?" I thought as i looked around for him.I saw my uncle inside the bank through the glass getting money out of a ATM machine. Than noticed my dad outside telling my uncle to hurry up. When i turned and walked a bit i was pulled from behind by Dawn who sat me down. I was happy and hugged him and couldn't wait to do stuff with him. I got up after hugging Dawn for too long than he followed me. I saw fruit on the floor. Bananas, oranges and maybe there was apple.

"Oo~ Fruit! This is my chance to feed him something in the dream!" I thought, looking at which fruit to give him.(Hes not a pokemon/pet. But I find moments like these memorable ^^) I than thought about how funny it would be if i fed him a banana, in a non negative way. "Dawn, you want to eat a banana?" I asked him. When I looked at him he was already eating a fruit. I noticed my younger brother around and asked him what i should feed Dawn. I think he was open to me feeding him anything but before I could the dream scene changed. (Whhy!! D:<) I appeared on my bed and couldn't move. It was pitch black with some visible light through the door. The room also had a red hue in certain spots.

I could hear my younger brother talking outside in the hall but he sounded really young. I tried with full force but slowly to get up. I managed to get up on my feet but was pulled back. "Could Dawn be holding me in this room?" I thought. Than I did my best to reach the door and manged to open it a little. I saw my younger brother although he did look a little bit different and younger than his actual age. " Help me! Can you pull me out please!?"I said holding my arm out towards him."Okay!" he said than pulled me out of the room. I than noticed a girl as my brother happily left to upstairs. She is a recurrent dc in my dream that's been popping up many times now. Shes annoying.

"Do you know where Dawn is?" I asked her. " You are grotesque,sad,weird in places, I find it hard to look at you," she said to me in a monotone voice. " O.k. Thanks! I really appreciate you telling me how I feel about myself!" I said to her."Whatever." she replied back. I than noticed something that wasn't in my hands before. There was a small art canvas in my hands, not white but a bone white color. It had a painting of Dawn sideways from the head and stopped at the waist. He was wearing a long sleeve white collar t shirt. I asked the girl if she could tell me about the picture but she ignored me than walked through the halls with the intention to go upstairs. I looked at the picture again than looked at the backyard door. "Should I go outside or upstairs?" I thought. But i had a feeling it would be night so i walked a bit into the hallway and could hear the girl talking to someone upstairs." I'm thinking of going to the dark place now but i'm not sure." she said. Someone else replied to her than i woke myself up. DX I hate places with no light in dreams.

Green Eyes

I was inside the dream with my younger brother. He told me that we were playing a dream game where we had to race to change the notes on the calendar to stay longer in the dream and so that we could get away from the evil girl/thing that would chase us. We started off at the bed, than when he said"Go!" I ran all the way to the calendar and tried changing the notes. My younger brother helped me than I realized that I didn't have to do this.
" Instead of playing this game can you just make it so that I can get what i want? Please!~" I asked with a beggar's face. "Okay. What is it that you want?" he asked. "I want to dance!" I said enthusiastically. There was a guy nearby who had these bright green eyes and looked like a actor. His eyes reminded me of Kiro so I said I wanted to dance with him. The guy than came up to me, took my hand and we started dancing but in a somewhat ball room style.

He spun me around and it was fun but i also noticed how bad i was at dancing. " O.k. That's enough."I said and than we stopped.The next thing I remember is that I was walking in a city on a foggy day. I was dressed in a navy blue and white Japanese university uniform and so were some other girls around me. We were waiting to cross the street and I got the feeling that we had to hurry and get to school before a storm came. When i saw people walking i started to follow the rest on the street but than cars started passing so we had to go back. I knew it would be rude but i felt scared and held to a girl's backpack that was next to me. Than a harsh wind began to blow us back and it felt like i was about to fly but we landed back safely. When it was safe I followed two girls(One of them being the girl with the backpack) and ended up inside a white dorm room with them.

The two girls were sitting down in separate desks leaning close to each other. The girl to my left had a white backpack open filled with lots of white pill bottles inside. Some open and some closed that showed orange pills inside. " Look at all the stomach pills i got. With these we could have as much fun as we want and not have to worry about getting pregnant." said the girl with the bag of pills. As they kept on talking I was wondering if I should say something to them but than noticed it was all just a dream."You shouldn't do that. Taking all those pills could hurt you." I said to her than thought about telling her about Dawn. "There is this guide that I like having around but he doesn't appear as much as i want him to. What do you think i should do?" I asked them. ( Jade already told me to summon my other guides but I just wanted to know what a dc would say xD) I could tell that as i was saying this the girl with the pills was listening intently just by looking at her face. But than..."Are you a freshmen?" she asks laughing with the other girl than writes freshmen on a paper.

"This could be the girl you were looking for!" says the girl to the right. "Yeah! I know right!" says the girl with the pills. "I'm almost a sophomore." I told them a bit regretful asking them. Than I walk over to the girl's dresser and see her socks. I see a really fluffy sock and get the urge to put it on but decide not to.After that I appear in my old best friend's house and there are a bunch of people who are supposedly suppose to be really close friends/family members. The pill girl is there and we are all getting ready to have dinner. A chubby man appears than pulls out a huge cooked pig. You can see its full body outline but its crispy and cooked. He mentions how he cooked it in orange sauce. I take a tiny piece and eat it, telling him that its good but next time he should use the regular bbq sauce instead. He gives me a look like hes saying " Seriously? i just cooked a whole pig for you guys!" but than just says he will do it next time.

People than begin to disappear around me and a narrator begins speaking. "There was a baby girl that was born and raised in this home. Unlike others she was faithful to where she came from and used her trained ninja skills to help the turtles defeat their enemies."As this was happening i could see animated cartoons playing out what would be the actions for the narration voice. I thought about how it sucked that I was alone now than decided to jump on the couch just for fun. There was a red fluffy cloth covering the couch cushions. When i jumped on it like three times i ran out to the balcony of the house after opening a Japanese style slide door that isn't suppose to be there. Than i ran and jumped off the edge onto a platform near the front door, than onto the side walk. Didn't know where i really wanted to be in the dream but i did not want to stay in the house anymore because i didn't want to see a certain dc there.

All too quickly though I appeared on a moving bus inside the dream. I could see the driver but when i looked around there was no one else on the bus. I decided to let the dream take me wherever it thought i should go. I enjoyed the ride for a bit but when it started flying it disappeared and I was just being flown now. I was fine but than a blue,bald,somewhat human looking monster flew up to me and tried to attack me. I made a huge screw appear in my hands and hit the monster like threw times as if i was using a hammer. I defeated it than started thinking about how i wanted to go to the beach now. I was flown and noticed the beach appearing in front of me. I could see kids playing with a ball near the water and wanted to go closer. But I was pulled back and couldn't move further."Let me go over there!" I shouted and managed to move a few more feet closer but than i was pulled back again. I also took note of a transparent wall that was above me to the left side. "Is that suppose to be a barrier?" I thought. I watched as the kids played than just accepted the dream keeping me back. It was a great view though.

28.04.2015

Emptying the lake = Undin Entite (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was flying and I believe it was to Geneva as I was going to be teaching there for a few days. Suddenly, I freaked out because I noticed I had no luggage with me. I also looked at a bag and apparently, i only had clothes. I did not have any of the manuals I wanted to give to my students and I neither had my signing bowls / crystals with me. I felt terrible until I noticed and wondered how did I get into the plane, and wondered about my passport too.

I did a reality check and turned lucid right away, as not only my hands were weird, but despite the plane flying and making its regular noise, the inside of the plane itself looked like a bus. I felt very relieved and very happy because it was all a dream and well, I was lucid. I decided to take a flight to make the dream stable as usual, so I went to the front of the bus-plane. Now, it was like a plane as I could see the locked cabin and the exit door was on the left, as usual on the planes. I opened the door and one fly attendant freak out (Funny how my subconscious knows opening the door of a flying plane is a bad idea...) but I opened the door anyway (which looked like the front door of a house.)

Nothing happened to the plane, I think it either vanished or flew away, but I glided through the clouds and even though I felted tempted to go to space, I wanted to do the ToTM Bonus, which was awesome this month. As I was flying, I saw a lot of mountains and a lake. I landed next to the lake and imagined water coming out from my hands. At first, nothing happened, but after a while, water and ice were coming our from my hands. I froze everything around and also flooded a forest. I was not sure if it was rightly done, I felt so, but I also felt it could be a false memory, so just in case, did the other way around.

I imagined water and ice again coming out from my hands and I pointed at the lake. I visualized a bubble absorbing all the water in the lake until I saw something like this:







I found it funny, because it is an enemy from a final fantasy game (a very nasty one actually, Undin Entite for those final fantasy fans) however, it did not attack me or anything, it was just floating above. I looked at the lake and it was completely empty, but funny enough, I saw what looked like treasure chests, even though I believe they were empty.

After a while of observing this scenic view, I saw a weird light in the sky and flew to it. I believe I lost both lucidity and recall from here.

In which I'm a social worker with a case load that includes two teenage runaways, one of which is a savant...

I'm a jaded, middle aged social worker- overworked, overweight, male. My case load includes a girl who has lived between the streets and the foster system most of her life. She is coming of age this week, and many of her services will end. I'm meeting with her to explain about how she needs a job and regular rent. She's vulgar, stupid and stoned. I think she's a waste.

She has a new room-mate, a girl about her age who has always lived on the street until now. Between the two, they can afford the rent if they both work. I help them get a job at a restaurant.

About a month later, I do a follow-up visit to the restaurant. There has been an accident and the room-mate has lost her hearing and her voice. She is now deaf-mute. My case continues to be vulgar, stupid and stoned. The boss tells me that she's a lazy worker and likes to start drama with other workers, but that she keeps her on because her room-mate is such a gem. I ask how the room-mate can wait tables when she is deaf-mute. The boss explains that she does the horse tricks show down in the beer garden. My stomach sinks, and I think of the donkey shows in Juarez. But I agree to have a look.

The beer garden is set up like a horse agility competition, and my case's room-mate is dressed like a jockey. She and the horse leap over obstacles and trot over bridges. It's clear they are well-bonded to one another. I'm impressed. After the show, I ask the girl how she learned to do these tricks. Then I remember she is deaf-mute. The girl waves over the boss. They begin to communicate in sign-language. I ask my questions about her equestrian skills, and she answers that she just picked it all up this last month that she's been working at the restaurant. Likewise, she's only just learned sign-language in that time as well. I find this amazing and realize she must be some sort of a savant.

I ask her what she wants to do with her life, and she answers that she'd like to attend some proper horse training school. I tell her I'll help arrange resources to fund her tuition.

In which the horse riding savant climbs a beanstalk and falls to her death, and I have panic attacks...

It's time for winter holiday, but our deaf-mute equestrian savant won't be leaving horse-school campus as she's a runaway street kid with no home to go to. The school madam leaves her with the keys to the stable and the dorms, and she is left all alone while everyone else leaves.

I'm not present, but I'm inexplicably watching her as if she were in a movie. I see from the middle of the stable field. The doors to the stable open and the girl comes out, again dressed like a jockey. There is a small covered patio off the stable gates that steps down onto the field. The girl pauses on the patio to look down at a ceramic pot. Suddenly, a cartoonish green and yellow beanstalk rises from the pot, upwards straight towards the sky. From my nowhere vantage point, I feel myself screaming inside for her to stop and leave it alone. But of course, I'm not there and can do nothing but watch the events unfold.

The girl sets down her jockey's whip and grabs hold of the stalk which has now stretched itself up far above the stables and disappeared into the clouds. Gripping the stalk above her head, she finds a firm foothold for her first rise, and then slowly and methodically follows for two or three more steps. She's forced to angle the tips of her shoes into the tiny holds made by the stalk buds, and it's obvious to me that she'll never make it.

Once she's climbed to a level just above the stable roof, she missteps and falls to the patio ground. The beanstalk vanishes and the ceramic pot is once again empty. The girl's body is a twisted mess, and she can't shout for help. She lies on the ground, paralyzed with mangled limbs, and stares up at the underside of the patio roof. I know it will be two weeks before anyone returns to campus.

Her eyes move about, so I know she is aware of her fate. When the dehydration starts to set in, four small cartoonish looking angels appear in a row just below the roof. She fixes her line of vision on them. They taunt her and laugh. They tease one another and wave wands that do nothing at all. They fly around above her head in swirls laughing and poking and annoying her as she struggles to breath and feels her blood desiccate. Then her heart explodes, she dies and the angels all vanish, just like the beanstalk. There is nothing left now except a twisted, bloating corpse.

I'm me now, no longer a middle aged man, but still a social worker. I sit in a cubicle under soul-crushing florescent lights and stare at a computer screen. I check the date and realize that the school madam would be coming back to campus and would soon discover the body. I wait until just before noon to give her enough time to walk out to the stables, and then I phone her.

I make a nonchalant query about her holiday. I don't want her to know why I'm calling because I'd have to explain how I knew the death had happened when I don't understand myself. No one would understand that I could know about it and see it and not be able to do anything about it. I'm helpless.

The school madam explains that K has died. That's not right, I think. It's not K.

But the school madam says it is. I don't feel grief or horror or surprise or much of anything. I just think to myself, no that's not right. That isn't what happened. But I can't argue about it because I'd have to explain that I saw the deaf-mute jockey girl die. Then I realize that this doesn't make sense either. How could I have watched her die? Why didn't I do anything to stop her? It's very distressing, and I start to panic. I'm heaving and gasping for air in the cubicle, and I need to get off the phone.

I ask the madam when the funeral is. She tells me, and I pencil it on my calendar. It's K's funeral. I stare at what I wrote and think that my two best friends are now dead. K's dead body is in the stables and H is on the couch, and they are paralyzed and they know they are dying and I feel like I should've stopped it and I can't explain why I didn't. And I panic and gasp for air again.

The gasping wakes me up. I walk into the kitchen and look at the picture of me, K and H on my fridge. I think to myself, damn, my two best friends are dead. Why didn't I stop it? Then confusion again, and I realize I'm still dreaming. It's not right. K's not dead, I think to myself. But H is, and I can't wake up out of that.

I wake up from a previous dream and see some HI. I remain still, hoping to DEILD. The HI becomes more vivid for a couple of seconds before a dream scene of my bedroom pops into view. Starting to walk, I see a girl and think about doing some sexy stuff, but decide my dare is much more important. I walk down the hallway and find some empty floor space. I ask the dream to throw me some Barbie dolls. Some Barbie dolls get thrown on the floor out of thin air. They aren't real attractive, having bushy white hair, but I think they are close enough. I do the same to summon some Ken dolls, who have bushy black hair. The Barbie dolls are moving around but the Ken dolls are still sleeping. I wake up a Ken doll. A grab him and force him to look at Barbie. "Interact with each other!" I demand. Barbie says, "Umm...he's really attractive???" another Ken doll chimed in "I like wet vines!" I start to tell them about Amelia Earheart and wake up.

In which I'm a teen runaway in a boarding school that is attacked by a storm of flying cedars trees...

I'm an underage runaway gal who has been arrested on the streets and brought to live in a locked-down boarding school for wayward teens. The building's main entry is a security gate with xray machines, only accessible by employees, that leads to an imposing and high front desk like one you might expect in a hospital waiting room. Behind the desk is a narrow hall of half a dozen small classrooms. To the right of this main corridor is a pair of locked glass doors leading to dorm facilities where we sleep in rows of white sheet beds without privacy. To the left is a similar pair of doors, unlocked this time, leading out to a concrete courtyard called The Exercise Grounds, surrounded by a tall iron bar fence.

After a morning of math and reading classes, we have our lunch in The Exercise Grounds, after which we are supposed to continue on to "specials", dull art appreciation classes back inside the building under depressing, buzzing tube lights. Today, however, the courtyard monitor is distracted, and no one tells us to go inside at the correct time. I look at the clock and begin to ask if we are on schedule, but other teenagers immediately shush me and I realize how stupid I can be. We enjoy several more minutes out in the sunshine and fresh air when the sky starts to look dreary and dark, and a strong cool wind starts to blow indicating an in-coming storm. This gets the monitor's attention, and she starts to tell us to head back inside, but at this point the other residents are starting to run around madly and they do not listen to her. The start running circles around the courtyard, kicking up the fence and knocking hats off one another's heads while hooting and flapping their arms. "Hoodlums," the monitor says dryly and then looks at the sky which is growing darker.

Then small eastern red cedars start to fly in with the storm. They are only about four feet tall, and at first they levitate in slowly and in an upright position. They look as if they've been cut off at the trunk, just before it meets the ground. They pass through The Exercise Grounds in this way, gliding over the fence and hovering over the concrete for a few minutes before continuing on above the roof of the building. We are stunned and do nothing but stare at first.

The monitor then comes to her senses and yells at everyone to come inside immediately. The pair of doors opens up from the main corridor into The Exercise Grounds, so they provide an obstacle to the mad rush of scared teenagers who bottleneck trying to get back inside. Meanwhile, the sky has become very dark and the strong wind is now full of debris; through the iron bars of the fence, I can see a billowing black mass on the horizon, growing larger. I'm reminded of old photographs of the dust bowl.

The cedars are flying faster now, still upright. They swarm in and sail past us, just above our heads, and sometimes the bottom of their trunks smash into the side of the building we are fighting one another to enter. For a moment, I think I will panic, but then I look over at my friend, Rupert Graves, who is smiling calmly and taking pictures of the trees. He looks up from his camera at me and says, "Incredible!"

I'm instantly calmed, and I make my way through the crowd back out into the storm winds towards him. He's sitting on the concrete now, aiming his camera up at the trees. It really is amazing. For a moment, I wonder how this is possible and why it is happening. Something seems just not quite right...

But then the trees turn on their sides. Now the tip of their canopy is pointed towards us menacingly. This improvement in their aerodynamics allows them to fly faster, and they shoot towards us like missiles. I'm starting to become afraid again, but Rupert Graves is still on the ground, his camera pointed up at the cedar projectiles, laughing maniacally and snapping pictures. The tips of the cedars penetrate the side of the building like arrows; their trunks stick out like shafts. It's a surreal sight, and while I appreciate the absurdity of the scenery, I start to worry that they are whooshing just barely above our heads at a dangerous speeds. We are ducked down on the ground, and if we stood up, we'd surely be decapitated. I urge Rupert Graves to come inside.

The rest of the wayward teens have already made it to safety, and now only the monitor stands at the door. She is holding it open and screaming for us to come in. We can see alarmed adults at the main desk, all shouting at us to stop our foolishness. I grab Rupert Graves by the shoulder and pull him along; he never stops laughing.

In the main corridor now, it is business as usual. The adults behind the desk start to pass out plastic bins full of our bedding and pajamas. They bark orders at us to stand in line, keep quiet, control our limbs. We are to get ready for bed. Rupert Graves is in line just in front of me, grinning cooly, amused and fiddling with his camera. It's an old school 35mm and he has used up all the exposures so he is cranking up the film. He keeps repeating how incredible it is.

When it's his turn to receive his bin, he takes it sluggishly without looking up at the adult who hands it to him. He's too distracted with his camera. She chastises him for his indolence. Then she turns to me and asks why I'm just standing there. I answer that I don't have to stay the night there as I only purchased three nights and could now return to the streets. She laughs that it doesn't work like that, and she hands me a feather pillow.

I was shopping for clothes. I got a hundred and twenty dollars worth of clothes in two stores. Later on, I saw a woman in the mall who had baby huskies from her adult huskies. When we went to a place in a mall hallway to pick them up, they weren't there. The woman by the dogs told us that she wouldn't say which dogs were where, but we could go to the other place to pick them up.

So I ran across the mall and took a shortcut through a hockey rink, but there were hockey players skating around the part I was going through. Eventually I got noticed, and I think someone gave up shooting or following me and gave me the gun or blade instead. They acted like it was a joke. However when I found a trapdoor with a screw to open it and started opening it, they said, 'Hey!' and someone chased me. I got open the door, shut it somewhat behind me, and found a set of stairs which I awkwardly started to run up. There was someone's dorm bedroom or something at the first flight of stairs, so I thought about going out that way. However this red headed girl was chasing me up the stairs, in the middle of the staircase opening some how, so I pushed her head down so she fell a flight or two.

I went up a couple more flights and pushed her down again until I got to the top. There there was a group of people. One said something like, 'Amelia. Definitely not on our side' and Amelia shouted up that, 'British tea is better than Russian tea because we make our tea exclusive!' or something like that. Then the woman at the top loft--the leader, said, 'likely on our side' in reference to me.

Medellín,

I'm waiting for my bus campo valdes 052, on the oriental avenue. Next to me is another girl waiting for the bus. We see a campo valdes coming to a stop and she got in it and I followed. The bus didn't go to the route it normally went to, I had gotten on another route wich was the 051...I followed this girl because of no reasons.

But thanks to that I saw the most precious girl sitting in that bus, emma watson. There were no chairs left so i stood up almost next to her. The bus was near the hospital metro station when we stumbled uppon a motorcycle crash with a bus, so I got out to see.

I got out the bus and so did Emma, I saw an injured man but he didn't have anything critical so he was just waiting for the ambulance. But next to the crash there was a protest of mutilated men and women that were protesting against the goverment.

Emma saw them and leaded me through the crowd. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the multitude and when I got to the other side of the protest I was at shopping mall but alone.

I had lost emma out of sight and was desperately looking for her. Out of nowhere she returns for me and gets really mad at me for leaving her alone. I said I was sorry and at this moment my lucidity kicked in. I told emma, wait let me stabilize, so I looked at my hands, rubbed them, and I also did some spins just to make sure. I was so happy I was lucid dreaming with emma watson.

I looked at her and said " kiss me"
She hug me and our lips did the rest. During the kiss I closed my eyes.
I knew I had really screwed up because its really hard to open my dreaming eyes and not my sleeing real eyes.
I told her to open my eyes, so she did. When she opened my eyes I didn't see anything, everything was all black so I had no more other options. I opened my eyes and woke up.

I was painting in Photoshop. I had this really weird stylized piece of Manei and myself riding some kind of hovering motorcycle together.


So quite an entertaining semi lucid dream. I was backpacking in the remote mountains with the hippie character from the Avatar episode the cave of two lovers, Cyborg from Teen Titans and my dream guide. Gives you an idea of what caliber dream we are dealing with today.

I remember when we were first heading out into the mountains we rode this gondola over the terrain. The hippie guy wasn't with us at this point. I remember talking with Manei. For some reason I was telling her how as a kid, I was really skinny and why that sucked. (Even though when I was a kid I used to have quite a bit of chub.) I said the worst was going to sporting events because there was too much food.

...

Now apparently in this dream, 'Backpacking' didn't mean that you took a backpack full of stuff into the wilderness. It meant that you all carried one another. So we were all walking around in a big stack. Cyborg was on the bottom, Manei was in the middle and I was on top. It was nice not having anybody on my shoulders but I kept hitting my head on tree branches and stuff.

It was then that the hippie character from avatar showed up. He told us he knew a way for us to get to our campsite a lot faster. And how did we get there? By going through the cave of two lovers of course.

We all walk together for a time and sing the song.

He shows us where the entrance to the cave is. The entrance looks like that of an Egyptian temple or tomb (strange because we were in the middle of the woods...). There was some kind of puzzle to get in where I had to push this big black box that read Azroth Char-Cole into the side of the wall. I pushed it with my hiking stick, and it was a good thing too because a trap blade fell down and cut it off.

The door mechanism activated and the door opened. Behind it was a narrow catwalk leading through a very deep room full of wires and pipes.

"What the heck... I thought this was like an ancient temple? Why is there all this technology?"

We walked through this room and found ourselves outside. We were in a meadow where wheat or some kind of golden yellow grass was growing everywhere. There was a train track with a train caboose moving along slowly, and a single lone abandoned farmhouse on top of a nearby hill.

The sky was gloomy and dark, and there was fog everywhere. Somebody who wasn't me remarked about how something seemed off about this place.

I somehow manifested this suitcase. When I threw it on the ground it transformed in about the coolest way possible into this steampunk mechanical train conductor. I wanted to use him for information about the place we were in.

"Hey, is that train dangerous?"

"Go ahead and put three fingers on the track! All trains are dangerous!"

Cyborg lunged at me and tried to attack me and then just disappeared in mid air. He re appeared near me and stopped trying to attack me.

I then became fully lucid.

"Wait a second, I didn't even like this episode! Why am I dreaming about it? And I don't want to have to kiss someone to get out of here."

I lost the dream and woke up.

This was in the morning. I had already woken up but thought I could try to fall asleep to some MILD affirmations to have a short lucid dream.

All of a sudden, I found myself in the same bed, but with my dream journal in hand (I had bought a new one the day before) and looking at the front page. There, I could read the fields "name" and "username" yet to be filled. The "username" one made me think of DreamViews, but I knew the actual journal doesn't have this field. I became lucid right away, and did the nose-pinch RC to confirm. Of course, I could breathe through it, but at the same time I was able to feel my real body on my bed. I thought it was best not to move for a little while because I seemed to be half awake. Then, for some reason I started worrying I would oversleep, so finally I decided to open my eyes.

I took 3 mg of melatonin before bed, then had a ~1 hour WBTB after 4 hours of sleep. Dreamer had told me at some point before these dreams that she had just had two lucid dreams, so I was determined to have some of my own!

I don't remember how I became lucid, I remember standing next to dream characters from a story line that I had been participating in and I was trying to remember tasks. I thought of the bonus task, manipulate 4 elements or something. I looked off into the distance at these hills and made them stretch and grow to colossal sized mountains. I then imagined that they were volcanic and I made them explode with fiery boulders that I made fall down all around me and they set this forest on fire. I walked past the forest as it burned. Molten lava was still raining from the sky but I wasn't worried about getting hurt by it.

I walked out of an orangish-yellow haze and into a city. I started flying at this point. I saw a large skyscraper and made wind blow up against it so hard that it fell over. I didn't watch any of the destruction that ensued from that, I just kept flying. I then noticed a large pond beneath me and I raised my hands so that my palms were facing it and all of the water drained from it almost immediately. I made a bit of the water fly around in the air for fun.

I then went to hang out with dream characters in a new storyline, I don't remember what it was about though. In the next part that I can remember, I was noticing the dream was ending and thinking to myself, "Shit, I should have done something more interesting because I'm totally going to forget what I just did", and I did.

The dream ended and I waited for another one to begin. I started to see what looked like my room and I opened my eyes and looked around. I was excited because the dream started next to Dreamer. I smiled at her and she said to me, "Your eyes were open for a while, it was weird." I was convinced that I had actually woken up at that point and I told her about my dream and she gave me a huge smile, that made me happy. I rolled over to fall back asleep.


In the next dream, I had been playing out a loop. It started as me being an actor in some kind of film or play, then I had to go to a high school with a friend. I remember one of the classes was an exercise/weight lifting class. I also remember that there were spider webs when I would end the day and move back to the start of the dream location so that it could begin again. At the end of each cycle there were more spider webs. At the end of what I would guess was the third cycle, there were too many spider webs and I couldn't move past this tiny passage that I needed to go through to get back to the start of the loop. Being trapped/surrounded by spider webs is a dream sign of mine, and that made me realize it was a dream. I lit the spider webs on fire by touching them with my finger, then blew on them to make the flames get huge. I could feel the heat from the fire, it felt extremely realistic. When the spider webs were all gone, I jumped through the opening and ended up in what looked like an ancient temple. There was no roof overhead, just a magnificent sky that was filled with stars. I flew up into the sky and noticed a galaxy off in the distance. It was next to this truly beautiful looking town that was composed of bright, vivid, brilliant colours. I thought that the sight of the galaxy and the town was so gorgeous that I started to cry in the dream. I wished that I could bring the sight with me out of the dream, I wished that I could paint it.

I flew towards the town and the dream started to get really weird, I don't remember what happened though. I woke up soon after that anyways.