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I hardly recall anything. I was with... er whatever the heck this thing was. I thought it better to draw it rather than try and explain it.

It was a strange creature. It's body looked as hard as stone, but it was still able to move and flex in a bubbly, cartoonish way. It was leading me through what felt like a city, though some of the buildings were floating, and the sky was black. The place was very blurry and everything looked to be a bluish-grey color.
The creature spoke, though it had no mouth. It had a disc where it's head should have been with three 'eyes'. The disc was always rotating slowly clockwise. And the five colored circles going up its body seemed to glow. On a final note, the creature was not very large. Perhaps three or four feet tall.
I woke up not remembering much. My lucidity was not very clear.

I was on a date with some girl. She asked me to order her five foot-long hotdogs with mustard from a nearby hotdog stand.

9/7/14

Last night bed 8pm - 4:40am

Going home with mom on a bus. We are going to catch a train later, that leaves at 30 min of the hour. It's already 20 min till. I say to her we need to get a cab to make it on time.

Then I realize we have not only 20 min, but 1 hr and 20 min. We get off the bus. Walking to the cab, but stop to make hamburgers on some hotplate.

Not a good feeling from this dream.

Last night the wife went off to babysit our grand-daughter so the night was mine. Whether to really go for LD or maybe get a woman in? I chose the marginally less difficult option and retired slightly earlier, read some LD stuff and went to sleep at midnight as per usual.

1.20
Somewhere in the Middle East and there was a palpable air of impending unrest...it seemed to be labour organizations v Government. A local well respected and moderate man had disappeared. "Why him?" someone said.

OK short, sad but early...a good sign...one fish in the net...then it slowly fell apart. I decided to set my alarm for 5.30 am in time to WBTB and catch the REM happy hours. It took me at least 2½ hours to get to sleep...I lay there and heard the woman next door idle her engine for at least 5 mins before setting off for her boot fair.

Her daughter's friend rolled up then waited as the daughter thundered back down the alleyway to get something she'd forgotten...amazing how one slightly-built girl can sound like a rampaging water-buffalo. Bang! door shut...Voom! off they went. Then the wife got home and I decided to WBTB again.

9.15
Walking in a large town for quite a while (although I don't remember much about it) I passed one guy who I thought was laughing at my age and I boldly challenged him. He said he was merely sweating because he'd just come from the gym??? Then he started DC speak about some girl and I reversed direction.

When I felt I'd gone far enough I ran really hard (DS = impossible to run hard) back to the town centre. On the way I passed a really amazing landscaped hill, with beautiful plants, statues and waterfalls. I couldn't resist climbing the hill then somehow decided it was somebody's front garden and I stopped climbing. By standing on tiptoe I could just see a large mansion at the top of the hill

So...it occurs to me that if I had pushed the lorry over the cliff edge on my dream of 4/9 I would have seen a really amazing vista and if I had climbed the hill last night....why so inhibited?

11.00
I'm a space (trooper?) with an automatic rifle and I'm pursuing aliens (who looked a lot like the Mangalores, from the film "The Fifth Element") on a planet that looked suspiciously like 20th century suburban London. They moved unfairly quickly and I never managed to hit one...I also threw grenades but never actually saw explosions.

Then they disappeared and I spent what seemed like ages looking for them (the mega mega mega dream sign) Then I'm closely followed by a young male (noooo...not again!) But he merely wanted to know what I was doing.

I went all show-offy and I explained that the aliens were "Karjons" (good name...wonder if it's been used before?) and I was hunting them. Then he launched into DC babble and I woke up. I wish I could condition myself to RC before I get up as well as I seem to be primed to wake at the sound of DC chatter.

All that was left to do was explain to my incredulous wife that I hadn't slept for 11 hours "if you take off the time I was up + the time I was sleepless I doubt if I slept for more than 8 hours" (well...I'm convinced)

07.09.2014

Expecto Patronum at Downtown (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a False Awakening and noticed that my wife was waking up. It was morning, but it was still dark outside. My wife went to the living room, and she appeared to be complaining because none of the lights worked. I asked her what was going on and she said that the lights wont turn on. I figured it was the classic light fail from dreams and double checked with a failed reality check.

I jumped out of bed and I planned to go outside and fly away to make the dream stable. As I was about to leave my house I recalled the Basic ToTM to put some shoes on. So I just grabbed a pair of shoes from the entrance and put them on. Easy. I recalled that if they had laces and I tied them both, it was bonus, but my shoes had no laces, as they were the same shoes I am using in waking:







As I looked up, I visualized some laces spawning and be able to tie them, but the shoes did not change, and I did not feel wasting my time staring at my shoes, so I just flew away.

As I was flying, I tried to recall the advanced Tasks but I was not luckt at it.

I demanded a few things to make the dream stable, such as, "Clarity now!" When the dream was clear enough, I tried, "Remember Advanced ToTM" but I had no lucky.

I recalled the Robin Williams one, but I do not care at all for Celebrities and I did not feel like it. So I kept flying to downtown and landed in a busy street. Still trying to remember the advanced task of the month, I recalled Dreamer's Dare so I planned to teleport myself to the blue world. As I was focusing on this, I heard some background voice saying, "Percy is a psychic, so he ain't no muggle!" As I heard that, I instantly recalled that I needed to cast the Expecto Patronum spell. I was going to cast it but I believed I needed a wand or I would fail the task.

I tried to look for a wand and to spawn one myself with little luck, but then, I found a branch laying on the ground and I grabbed it and I would pretend it was a wand. As I held it for a few moments, the branch turned into a black wand:







So, as lifted the wand and chanted, "Expecto Patronum!" Lucky me, a white mist started to form and what appeared to be the face of an Elephant started to spawn. It floated around me for a while until it vanished. Not a very exciting thing, but oh well, task is done. No one around me seemed to noticed this spell.

As I centered myself into working on Dreamer's Dare, I woke up.

07.09.2014

September, 7th 2014 Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I found one of my cats outside my house, about to cross the street.
- A dream with my wife.
- Something related to Voldermort's Snake (from Dream Incubation for this months ToTM)
- Something related to driving.

22:47 4mg melatonin

23:30? bedtime

00:00 Saturday 2014-09-07

03:45 alarm, 2x 4mg Galantamind, 2x 300mg Alpha-GPC, 2 rye crackers, glass of milk

I have the feeling I had been dreaming. Then I recall the dreams -- interesting, 4mg melatonin is the most I've ever taken, and I had recall after only about 4 hours.

+ lying down outdoors on the ground/street which is a giant curving smooth piece of ice, either Winnie-the-pooh or Christopher Robin cannot deal with this road of ice, someone was hurt. It's very smooth, slippery, and hard, slightly curved, long and wide.

+ I'm sitting down to work in a large open room, there is a security bunker up above the room and to the right of me set into the wall at about 10 feet above the ground with several large windows/openings, it is plain concrete walls, I think "wow they have absolutely no decorations in there, I wonder how they like it,", I'm looking up at the 3 guys in the bunker, one of them, in the right-most window, looks back at me for a few seconds before looking away, they've decided I'm OK. They're talking amongst themselves. later these guys are talking about an employee who left to another company, and one who will probably not leave, pizza delivery -- "short stack" boxes which you get to eat all on your own

I'm up on a roof, the security guys were talking about how "Leonid" was going to take a job in another country, but that "the French guys didn't get anybody." This may have been in a foreign language.

Some pizza was delivered in "short boxes," which are not as tall as normal pizza boxes. If you get a short box you are allowed to eat the entire pizza yourself, one guy took one and I got one.

+ Walking buy a 2-story strip-mall, I see an attractive blonde woman well-dressed she's giving some pitch to nobody in particular, I think I've seen her before, I ask my wife "hey didn't we meet her in the airport in Europe somewhere?" Wife disagreed but I'm pretty sure I'm right, she's on the phone giving someone a sales pitch, her name is Lei or Leica and her name is outisde her office on a sign at the stripmall.

+(f) I'm in a room, the maids are outside, I don't want them to see me.

(mid-morning)

reading for a while, trying to sleep. Try SSILD for a while and get distracting very bright fireworks-like HI: big bright blobs of colors and purple sparkly dots

+ diving down into deep murky water to save the drowning girl, there's little hope, I think I grasp her hand at last and try to bring her up



08:43

+ self-pleasing impossible activity, I actually manage to do it a little bit. I'm thinking about naked pictures of a particular pose, it transforms to be gross.
I'm sleeping but I hear people approaching, I wonder if I should check my laptop to see if the NSFW content is showing, I look at it and wow it's good that I did because there's a full-screen NSFW picture there, I clear it and try to lock the screen, but can't find the ALT key to hit ALT-L, someone's getting closer and closer and I finally hit it.

+ In my parent's living room, my wife is walking around by the window, and I think "maybe I should check to see if this is a dream, because I may not have been here before this" but I don't check.(ARGH! ). I'm sitting at a table full of gadgets, the piano is to my right, my mother hands me something and says "will you put this back, please?" and I answer "what is this from? I have no idea what this is." A man is near me to the left by the buffet doing something with a VCR which is down on the floor, I see some of the lights/words on the display panel, it turns out he's sending email from the VCR, I say "I had no idea you could send email from a VCR!" There's a second VCR on the buffet. I wonder if I shouldn't just let him use our normal internet device, that would be easier for him. I know he's the 2nd clarinet player, and I wonder what he's doing here, is he here for a carpool? I come around to the other side of the table in the center of the room looking back over this table and see that the guitar had been laid down on its back on top of a pile of things, I think someone has moved it out of the way to sit at the table. Then I realize that the thing my mom gave to me was the battery compartment cover located on the back of a charging device. I was happy to find what this thing was for. I pick up the main device and turn it around to look at its front. There were 3 old-style rotary telephones (I see the dials and the handsets) attached to this device, with modular plugs plugging into the housing of this device. I think this is a really convenient device, you can plug in all your phones to it. There is a phone list attached to the front of the device, the top part had handwritten notes, I recognized it as my mother's handwriting. One of the entries was for "the double-GUID" and I knew this was a computer tech support phone number, I fondly think about how my parent's always write down technical things in complete detail on sheets of paper. In the typed area I recognize the word "sexist."

I have to charge this device so I cross the room and sit on the right-side of the couch by the TV, I think my dad is to my right, I think I could plug in batteries to this thing, and I look around me and see a dozen or more rechargable AA batteries strewn around the place, it's messy, sitting on the table in front of me, on the couch, and some plugged in to a charging unit with 1-2 batteries in it and about 8 empty slots. I think I'll have to plug this device into a wall, batteries will not have enough power to charge the device.

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Then my wife shakes me awake to tell me where she's leaving the key

This is an interesting dream because I have been to this dream location before, and experienced many of the same feelings. I am in a city, I am in the older part of the city, in a place where the main road makes a T down the original main street of this town. Next to the intersection is an open field surrounded by kitschy tourist shops and a couple of mom and pop restaurants where the price of coffee hasn't changed since 1971. The old waitresses hangout outside the places in their starched aprons and "Flo" hats, smoking cigarettes and chatting about the past, how wonderful it was, how the times have changed. The times have changed, the city has moved on, sometime in the late 90's all of the business moved further down the freeway into a new part of the city, leaving these people and their memories relics of a past not quite too old to remember. I am there on a college trip, we are doing anthropologic studies. My husband is with me. I go and interview the people at the restaurant right at the T shaped crossroads. There are Splintering Wagon Wheels framing the ponderosa style deck, the restaurant hasn't seen a face lift since 1986. If you look down the old main street you can see a row of shops, grand windows now empty, now webby and dusty, some cracked some boarded. The local I am interviewing sighs * "It wasn't always like this, this was the place to be until about 1998, and then everything moved further down to the city. This place was a paradise, an escape in the summer for the high school kids, back in the 70's they would fill up the park and the bandstand, laying out in their bathing suits and spending their money at the shops. At Christmas the shop windows were filled with gifts and Christmas displays, people would line up and walk around the block just to see them all"- my interviewee look sad, reminiscing about a past that will never come back. He shows me a picture in a very 80's frame hanging on his restaurant wall, it is a picture of Christmas Eve, a huge "Macys day - esque" parade is going down the street, there are announcers on a float. People are crowding into the streets, bundled up in moon boots and hats with fuzzy balls adoring the tops. It is all so real, I remember people looking like this when I was a kid, the details are amazing, the children are in snowsuits with alligator clips on their mittens, there are balloons being handed out but they only float half high because of the cold. Then the picture comes alive like one of those pictures in Harry Potter, He is narrating the whole time - "Important people came to see the festivities, everyone was here- even Hollywood Stars watched them. I see Woody Allen step into the street holding his daughters hand (I realize in my conscience mind that he will marry her someday, and I think about how gross that is) I see his wife looking annoyed and rushed as they cross the street. The picture stops moving. I realize at this point that even though I am watching all of this, i ma actually pulling most of my information about this place and it's past from some sort of memory, being either my own or a collective one I have tapped into. I feel a sadness of the place that lost it's greatness, for the memories that were trapped there like a ghostly echo bouncing off of empty glass windows, moving though deserted diners and dying in the whispery grass where loud amazing summers had boomed through the field. I had a final thought : "I just experienced something amazing, I think I saw through someone else's memory." Then I slipped seamlessly back into the story line and had another dream about a friend falling in love with me, we lived in a crazy apartment complex where natural disaster had flooded it and broken it apart. I had a courtyard with a fountain that lit up. He told me he was in love, I said No, I am married, he took me on a bus and started driving like a maniac- I told him to let me off and he did. I felt bad because his sister was still on the bus with him. I went and told my husband about it. The dream ended and began a new one where I the details are so fuzzy now I can't piece them together.

Finally! Some variety again, and a smattering of lucidity:

(early morning)

+ Visiting with TZ, he his not friendly, when it comes time to leave I extend my hand, and he extends his with his hand bent forward so I must shake his wriist, it's a poor handshake, as we're contining to leave TZ complains about having invited us to B, I talking about how I give good handshakes to someone else

+ young son S2 wants some juice, he's choking on something

+ see exposed left boob of hot girl outside in a yard party, she's "the cat" someone says, I'm in a house with an actual cat, stretching its arms up over its head trying to see its girl boobs, there is an open wall of glass windows, I close the windows and examine the little strange locking mechanism at the base of the glass, and pull the curtains, I see another cat sitting by the window

+(f) talk about the entrance to the L Ha Sc how it used to be down below and the upper plaza didn't have a connection to the street

+ it's raining on my old stereo equipment outside, I see the tuner, I need to move it to shelter under the bridge while I figure out how I'm going to get it dried out and moved to where it's going, I pick it up and carry it, holding it so that the water will drain out of the ventilation slits, and wonder how long it will be before I can turn it on without ruining it, under the bridge I see the cardboard back of a TV up close and some man says something

(late morning: battle back to sleep, won!)

+ I'm seated in a bus which is driving, outside on the sidewalk I see a guy dribbling a red/white/blue basketball like I used to have. As were driving by him for a prank he throws the ball at the closed window a few seats in front of me, it hits with a loud CRACK, then I see the basketball is *inside* the bus stuck to the window sill, I'm confused how it got inside the bus, the ball is deflating, the window sill must be sharp.

+ (lucid) (maybe continuation of above) I'm walking outside, (thinking about college courses?) and can't find keys/wallet in either of my pockets, "I'm screwed" I think, then I remembe my wallet is probably in my bag so its OK, I then turn a corner to the left, look up at sky and get lucid, my first thought is Yes! Finally! and I'm looking at the scene, its on a semi-urban street corner like near downtown B, the view is super clear/vivid, I "slow down" and decide to stabilize, to engage the scene I reach for a blue metal box attached to a telephone pole right next to me, I grab it with my right hand and try to feel the sensation, it is very faint I can barely feel it, and wake up/transition.

+ (semi) see a hot girl in tight/short shorts a few feet in front of me, I appreciate the view, I zoom up to her and grab her a$$ two handed from her front side, imagine some action with her, and try to will myself into full lucidity but the scene fades.

+ inside present day home (rare!), I'm lying in bed (which is not correctly oriented), I hear some dripping sounds, so I stick my head out and look at an area next to the bed underneat the beds cabinet frame and think I perhaps could be dreaming, but I do not get lucid. While I"m down there I hear the sound of water flowing and look at the other wall near this corner and see that there's a small slit opening into our room at the bottom of a raingutter drainpipe that (false memory) runs down the outside of the house at that point outside the wall. I see water flowing over the wood floor at a depth of about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch, oh crap I have to fix this. I'm trying to get out of bed but I can't get untangled from the sheets for a long time, I keep trying to throw them off of me but they won't get off of me. Finally I stand up and look out the window on to the street, I see a large road work crew therewith large yellow backhoes right next to our window, I see a dug-up area and think they're working on the road and that they probably hit the drainpipe causing it to flow into our room. I see 3 little small "mini-cat" style diggers with treads instead of wheels quickly zip over the dug-out area, cleaning it up. The hole is so big that they barely avoid falling in, the 3rd one jerk a bit almost falling in when passing over it.

I go to my wife who is elsewhere in the house getting dressed and warn her a few times that "there are about 100 men working just outside". I return to my room and find my son nosing around on my laptop and I get angry and tell him to get off of it.

+ walking down F drive past park to MR's house, as the road begins to bend to the right I see up ahead that vegetation on the left side of the road has completely blocked the left side, leaving only 1 lane, the right, passable. A bit farther ahead I see that some of these branches are lying in the road and think someone must finally be starting to clear this blockage. I reach MR's house, iI think I should call him before just going up and ringing the dorbell. I see a large tall salvia plant with bright beautiful red flowers, I touch and examine the leaves of the plant and think I have one similar to it.

Haven't posted in so long. A week or so ago, I almost panicked when I opened the program I use for my DJ, and it gave me an option to start a new dream journal, or open an existing one. Thank goodness that there was a back up, otherwise there would be over 1,000+ entries gone forever. I mean, there's this DJ, but I can't be bothered to store the content here into some other file format that won't have me pulling my hair.

06.09.2014

Pearl Necklace Placed In The Drawer (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a kitchen that’s akin to the one in real life, and I noticed that a familiar face at work is there fiddling around with something. She’s the perfect replica of the lady with the old visage and slightly frail body composition. She’s wearing a shirt that has blue, white, and red bled into each other, most likely what she wore to show national spirit at times, I guess.

The kitchen in this dream was so real that it threw me off completely on whether or not I would be lucid at some point in the dream. Most of the area except the kitchen was fairly dark, or maybe my peripheral vision implied in the dream state was too blurry, thus enticing me to fixate my awareness to this specific location.

There’s a fairly large transparent bag made of hard plastic, but I can’t recall what’s actually in there. I figured that with the type of material the bag is composed of, there were some elements of ice; so maybe some kind of dessert or cold items were stored there to sustain their temperature. I had an urge to take out some of the material within the ice, and with how I felt somewhat hungry in the dream, I’d assume the material was edible.

She (let’s use “Nan” for distinction) proceeds to fiddle around some more with the bag, but not the content in it. I move the slightly huge bag around, and find felt something was odd about it. There was a slightly weird smell from the sink where the bag resides, and I immediately move the bag upwards to see what’s on the bottom.

The moment I move it up, there’s maybe 2-3 creatures that look like white versions of slugs, or some kind of parasitic creatures with weird antennae like ears going diagonally from the frontal region of their heads. My lack of appetite for whatever content was in the bag augmented tremendously, and I had some weird feeling in my stomach.

It was a sensation as if I was going to puke, or just cough in expression of disgust. I don’t know when the next experience occurs, but it had to be within this same experience I recalled just now.

Nan continues to exist in a way that looks as if she’s a living, breathing, and sentient dream character with her own capability of doing whatever is on her mind, or whatever unconscious predispositions and beliefs I may have about her in general. She barely utters a word, and mostly expresses herself through body language and hand motions.

I pay attention to her eyes, noticing that same look that feigns a sense of authority. She shifts her eyes downwards, and I proceed to do the same along with my face. She points to her wrist, and she finally makes a declaration that this is her pearl necklace that she’s about to give to me. I’m in slight shock as to why she would offer me something that looks so valuable, but she doesn’t communicate to me verbally after that.

She merely opens a drawer, and puts the pearl necklace, and closes it shut. Before she did this, I noticed the necklace had a few missing pieces, or maybe the string was too long to contain the few white pearls.

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06.09.2014

Shooting, But To No Avail (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m clearly in a warzone in an area that has a Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Reflex-esque feeling to it. The overall color scheme consists of bright muddy colors, and some bright colors such as yellow mixed in with that as well.

I’m not too sure of the weapon I’m carrying, but it seems to be one where I can fire hundreds of shots pretty quickly. I’m not really concerned on having to reload seeing how I’m going through an onslaught of soldiers that literally look like lo-polygon game entities. From their faceted look in general, and the blurry and blotchy textures applied to them, it all felt like I was just playing a run-down version of a game that probably would have better graphics with next-gen consoles.

I can’t really presume if I exist in a dream body that represents me, but I do feel sensations of walking, running, crouching, and things like that throughout the dream. I’m aimlessly going nowhere but forward, mowing down what appears to be enemies. Some of them just won’t die, no matter how much I aim at certain locations that would guarantee some kind of kill, or knockdown.

I seemed to be in a state of no emotions, and just shifting in and out of spectator mode, and a third person view angle where the camera would be behind the individual in focus. I get a little irritated every now and then, and whenever enemies shoot me, I get weird vibrations around my body, and if I seem to be taking too much “damage,” things get a little blurry, and some weird spatters of liquid come up; probably to signify the potential of blood loss, even though there wasn’t any red to begin with.

There was one soldier that seemed to give me a hard time even though he was only 3-4 feet away from me. I have my back braced against a wall to the right side of this region that seems to have a dark brown road with gray sidewalks in each side that’s gradually going uphill.

I take advantage of the fact that I can see their movements because I shift around spectator view, and a third person point of view, and I time my attacks the moment I see them having a delay in their shooting. I manage to pick off some soldiers, but while doing that, I tried putting in some bullets to the soldier in this very dark blue camo outfit. He has some kind of weird shaped helmet that would be shaped like a D-pad you’d find in a Wii Remote for example, except it’s much more extruded, and blockier, but there is some smoothing on the edges.

I can hear the loud and rapid gunshots, and I can gradually feel myself getting enraged at how this guy isn’t being taken down. And whenever he tries to shoot me, it seems as if I could be affected, but I’m really not.

I’m not sure if I took care of him at all, but I do know I took care of a lot of dream characters.

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06.09.2014

2D Side Scroller Fantasy Sword Slashing Game (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m clearly playing a game, and I’m too lazy to go to great lengths in explaining the content, so I’ll be as concise as I can.


- I’m playing as a female; blonde, long hair, chibi-like with an apricot colored visage. She’s wearing some elongated white top that extends to the middle of her upper thighs with some black latex/bodysuit that covers her entire torso and legs


- She seems to be proficient with two golden swords, and a brown bow and arrow weapon set as well.



- The area seems to be somewhere that has large gray statues in ruins, and general buildings in ruins as well. There’s grass forming around these structures, and the character is running the other way instead of the typical left to right movement you’d find in a side scroller 2D game.


- She’s finishing enemies off with ease, and seems to have completely mastery of when to use the bow and arrow, and when to get close and personal with her two golden swords (or maybe it was one; she could’ve slashed so fast that I presumed she had two).


- No one is going to stop this female from wherever she’s fixated in arriving to. I’d even presume this is some kind of chibi version of Marta from Tales of Symphonia 2: Dawn of the New World

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Except it’s not really like her at all from head to toe, just the costume and accessories seem slightly similar.

Dream Fragment

I'm sitting down with Jayd and Csure. I ask them a question, if they had ever been in a situation where they're in the friends zone. I figure they probably think I'm in that exact situation.

Side Notes

Ive been sick for almost 2 weeks and haven't been focusing on lucid dreaming. Sleeping has been pretty good since darkening my room.

I was floating in a red void in the 3rd person with a giant iron man in front of me. This dream was recurring, and for some reason I thought it was a nightmare, so I'd become lucid at this time, although I'd usually wake up as I did not know what you could do with lucid dreams. If I remained asleep, the giant iron man would punch me and I would begin to tumble and float to the right. I'd pass a few random objects and some sort of moaning cartoon characters before landing on a gray floor. I would see a black ghost/spectre thing, and I'd wake up a few seconds later.

If you would like to see the dream, watch this video:

(7:39 AM): On my sleeping bag, trying to fall asleep. I hear a "meow" and see my little kitten on the bed, looking at me. I start petting her, but then ask, "How did you get out of your room?" as she is not allowed in the bedroom. I nose pinch and can breathe. I immediately remember the toilet task. I phase through the bedroom door and enter the bathroom.

There is a bunch of stuff spread out on the toilet seat, so I sweep all of this away and lift the lid. It's clean inside I realize I am wearing jeans so I strip these off (though I have some issues getting them off). Finally I am free, and go after my underwear, but I am having difficulties getting my legs disentangled. I finally realize it doesn't even matter so I jump into the toilet with my underwear still hanging from my leg, and squat all the way down. I then press the flush button.

The bowl fills with water, but nothing is really happening. I try to spin my body around, to get some momentum, and I do spin now--sort of like a lazy turd. The spinning has also teleported me and the toilet to an outdoors location, on a small, wooden screened-in porch. I try to imagine one of those powerful toilets that just suck shit down with ease. No dice. The cookie task occurs to me, but I keep focusing on getting sucked down. I wake up.

(5:54 AM): I am in a bathroom in the back of an old oyster/seafood bar I once frequented. Lots of people in here. I have to go pretty bad (both numbers ) so I find an empty stall. I lay the paper out on the seat, and am "getting ready." A friend from WL is now here, telling me how one of these bathroom walls was once made of dirt. Another man is now in the stall, and wants to use the sink, which happens to be right behind my toilet. I think to myself how poorly this bathroom is constructed. Turns out he only wants the roll of tissues, and takes the one I was using!

Now this dude's girlfriend is in the stall with us. She is talking about something, but I am not listening, as I am wondering why the fuck she is in the men's bathroom? I nose pinch and become lucid.

I first realize that I probably don't need to go to the bathroom at all, and that this is dream sensation. I walk out of the bathroom and pass someone from WL. This person tries to trip me, and then his leg, like Stretch Armstrong, wraps around me and tries to hold me back:



I almost fight, but then ignore him, and say to myself that it doesn't matter and just walk on. I feel his leg unwrap and fall away.

I now remember the toilet task. I turn around to head back to the bathrooms. I am now in a grocery store, and have traveled a ridiculous distance away from where I originally came. I begin running, and then just decide to fly. I jump into the air, do one swim motion, and then I am up and flying easily over the grocery aisles. I head back to the little hallway where I know the bathrooms are, and fly down towards it.

On the way, I pass by the delicatessen (which is adjacent to the RR hallway), where a friend from WL is working cutting meat or something. I remember the fortune cookie task, and think I will nail them both in one dream. "Go get me a fortune cookie!" I demand. She nods, but continues helping another customer. I wait, thinking that maybe I should get two.

Get me two fortune cookies!" I say. "And step on it--this is for a customer! She seems stressed and begins to move faster. I wait for a second more and then wake up.

Note to self: don't ask DCs for anything anymore--just do it myself!

(7:01 AM): FA with my wife. We spend a wonderful day together non-lucidly, eating delicious Italian food and what not. We decide to finish the day by sharing a lucid dream. We go to sleep.Upon awakening, we show up in an old house we used to rent, and I am (other than being confused as to how I got here) completely lucid . . . except that I think my wife is real! I am really happy we have managed to share a dream successfully! Also proud that we both transitioned smoothly, and that I did not need to snap her out of non-lucidity

We explore the old house, and walking around and going inside the different rooms. I use dream control to be silly. I phase my hand through a door, and then move my arm back and forth, moving the door with it. My wife seems slightly amused but doesn't laugh. I then walk through different walls, phasing faster with more confidence, just having fun in the moment.

I decide to phase through the floor, so I can drop below and see what I can see, but then think that my wife won't be able to follow me. I go look for her to let her know where I will be. When I find her, she is in the kitchen, sitting on the floor, drinking water. With her are our neighbors. She is talking about the day we spend together (the NLD) and in particular about the pasta (with lemon-butter sauce). I tell my wife to tell these DCs to stuff it because they aren't real, and I am almost out of dream time (I can feel the tell-tale loss of attention--I rub my hands together to hold on a bit). She hands me a glass of water and I drink from it absently.

She tells the neighbors bye, because I "want to do dream stuff." I wake up while she is still talking.

Haven't been around much due to work--it's a 60 hrs plus gig, so not much time for the good stuff. However, here are some of my offerings from last week

(??): I am in a car, flying high above the street. I realize immediately that I am dreaming, and that this is a dreamlet. Despite this knowledge, I nosepinch anyway and lose the dream.

From now on, if I know (and I mean really know) that I am dreaming, the hell with those reality checks. That's the devil tryin' to get in my head!