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7/17/14

Last night bed 12:28

Woke up with dreams all these dreams at 4:43 am

Retold the older ones when I woke up inbetween.

LAST DR:

End of the world attacks.

I'm in the future. Some place at the port and docs, in some commercial builidng. I suddenly get a view from distance. I see the port, with some 4 tall chimneys in the background, as they are suddenly blown up by terrorists. Dark smoke is rising from them, as the explosion deep down below produces the smoke, which escapes from the top of them just before they crumble.

I get an image of Times Square, as it's being covered in plumes of smoke from another explosions. I feel rumbling of the ground, as buildings at the Financial center in NY are crubling to the ground.

I look out the window and see a huge fireball cloaked in smoke rising not so far away. It's huge and I expect to see mushroom cloud. But it's just not a nuclear explosion.

I'm calling my mom, who I think is shopping in the builidng I'm looking at, which had the 4 tall chimneys further away behind it. I get her on the phone and I'm asking her where she is. But she starts talking about something else, as usually. I really don't want to tell her what is going on, but I know I have to so she start paying attention. I tell her that the whole world is being attacked, and I'm going to get her and take her to safety. To tell me where she is and not move from there.

***From here on, I feel like the dream is listening to my wishes, because everything happens as I wish it to be. Not the main story or, but the small details that matter.***

Now I see this as if from third person view, and the people I'm watching are not me and my mom.

So this lady is at her office, on the phone with her son (which was me just a moment ago in first person view). She is told to wait where she stands, her son is coming to get her. She is standing in the hallway, but the elevator door. The door opens and I wish her son was there. As the door opens completely, her son stands there and he pulls her to the elevator.

He is telling her how he ammased huge amount of survival food and equipment and they are going to some island where they are going to live in safety. They are going down with the elevator, and I'm (they are) watching scenes happening some other place.

There is someone else who went to save and take to then their son. I see this person holding young man by elbov and directing which way they are going. I'm with them now. We are enterin a hallway of an office building we need to go through to reach the stairs or something else. This guys has a handgun, and so do I. He doesn't really notice me, and I'm not really there, but he knows I'm there to help him get to safety.

As we are fast but very cautiously making our way down the corridor, we have to walk by many "people". I realize these are the robots of the invading army of aliens. There is a big spider like robot and another humanoid type robot.

Thene there are android type robots with white hair, facial features and black body. We have to appear non-threataning to them, so we know we can't touch them or start shooting. We start walking and talking like them to blend in, which is kinda like a robot talk and walk.

The person that we are doing this for is very rich and that's how he was able to buy all the survival gear, including materials for houses, food and everything that will last for decades or even forever.

Now we are all outside, at a long table. There is food there, like bread and cheese. We are eating together with some strangers, because we need our strength before we go to escape. There is a man, who wants to join us eating, but he is a stranger and doesn't know if we kick him out. I fix him a plate.


DR:
Running out of a builidng at night, with raincoat over my head and shoulers. Pouring rain, going from House of Culture down the hill, towards the clinic to the pharmacy night service for some pain killers.


DR:
Baby bunnies and hamsters in grass, under some boxes. I'm feeding them carrots and lettuce.

BTB 5:11 am

Language Camp

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am in a language Camp. There are lots of hot girls and I never want to leave. I am not registered for the Camp and they wont let me into the arena where all the activities take place. I try to get in by jumping through bushes. I get out in a forest, its dark and cars with bright headlight come by but dont see me.
I am in an old house. I can choose between a wasp, an ant and a rabbit as a mount. I take the rabbit and ride naked by the arena. Theres a basketball game going on. I find out I am wanted and flee. As for my last meal I take a chocolate bar.
I am in an old room where the walls are located in all kinds of angles. The wallpaper is old and yellowed. Everywhere are old toys, a spinner, a rocking horse, etc. . We find a secret lock and pick it. We can escape..

Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in, in my parents' room. I was there with my bridesmaids, though none of them were actually the ones I had IWL. I remember one girl, Kristin, who was in my friend Rachel's wedding IWL, and I believe my high school friend Grace was in there too. The rest I don't remember, or I didn't actually know them IWL.

Anyway, they were still wearing their bridesmaids dresses, which also differed from the IWL dresses. They were long and white, with a touch of baby blue in the middle. They looked kind of old-fashioned. They had been wearing them since the wedding, which, in the dream, was a few days prior. I was still wearing my dress too. We were finally changing out of our wedding clothes.

Then, we were at the beach, swimming in the ocean. There were other people swimming as well, one in particular I remember being an older man. He was talking to us, though I can't remember what it was he was talking about. Something about swimming in the ocean.

I wanted to swim to shore, because I was afraid of sharks. We all started to swim to shore, which wasn't very far off. The water was extremely clear. I saw many animals swimming around that looked like sharks, but they didn't pay us any mind. Closer to shore, I saw one very close to me, but discovered that it was a dolphin, not a shark, so there was no reason for me to be afraid.

We made it to shore finally, and I was wanting to get everyone's attention to tell them something about my cat. They were all ahead of me. We were on the sand, walking away from the ocean. Someone mentioned that there were crabs buried in the sand that would pinch you if you dug down. I then saw crab claws sticking out of the sand in places I was sticking my hands into the sand. I would stick my hand in more places, and feel the hard shells on the crabs, and pull my hand out before I got pinched. I was sticking my hands in the sand so I could try to more easily get up to where everyone else was. It was a small incline that, in reality, would really only take me stepping up, but I was trying to climb.

I finally somehow got up to where they all were, and started trying to get everyone's attention. It was failing at first, but an older man, the same from the ocean I think, helped me. Everyone quieted down. Finally, I could speak. I feel as if I was standing on something so everyone could see me and my voice would project. I began.
"I know all of you think that my cat is mean, but it's only because you pick on her and try to pet her. She doesn't like you. She only likes me. She isn't mean, she's just unfriendly."

~

Something about David, one of my old supervisors from my previous job. I remember being by the cash registers.

Then, I was at my current job, though instead of the bakery, I was working in the deli. I was walking out on the floor, when a man, a middle-aged Asian man, picked up a bag of pepperoni that was on display on a table in the department. He asked me if it was included in the sale. I looked at the sign before I asked someone, and the sign said you could mix and match brands, and included a list of brands. The brand of pepperoni, which started with an A, was included, and I told him. He put it in his shopping cart and told me thank you.

There was then an employee, a girl, behind the counter, I actually think it was my friend Cherie', talking about some creme cake she had. The cake had white and light blue icing, and wasn't very big. It was a small rectangular shaped cake. It was supposed to be some fancy cake through some company she was using her mom's account for. She was really excited about it, so much so, in fact, that I was worried about her not doing her job. The cake was supposedly absolutely delicious.

I then saw the remainders of the cake in a bread pan; there was about 1/4 of it left. The frosting was melted, but it still tasted good. It was just too sweet to eat any more of.

I remember something else about this weird premium account that Cherie's mom had. I remember trying to do something with it, but was locked out of the premium things.

Then, I was texting my mom, and she was asking me if a 12 o'clock noon flight would be good for my husband and I to fly out on to go to the beach. Without thinking, I said "Yeah!!!". I wanted to go to the beach, and my mom was offering us a vacation!

Then, I thought about it a little. He would not be ready by noon, because of his job. Besides, I couldn't get time off with such little notice. I was trying to figure out how to make it work; maybe we could drive instead of fly so we could leave whenever. Still wouldn't work, not with the short notice to our jobs.

I talked to my husband about it a little bit. I think we were texting about it, either that, or he had gotten off work and were talking about it.

Then, our family friend and the one who officiated our marriage, Jamie, texted us to tell us she was leaving for the beach. We were then walking into an apartment, not sure if it was ours or was supposed to be where my parents lived, and the lights were off. I also remember it was evening, and the sun was setting. My mom was sitting on the couch wearing a white button-up tank top, some subtle white and blue pinstripe capris, sandals, and I believe a light white scarf. She was also getting ready to go to the beach. She was going to drive there alone. I was talking to her.

Then, my alarm went off.

~

Another night of barely any sleep for whatever reason. I was tired enough, but just couldn't get to sleep. So frustrating, because I've been so tired. Oh well, maybe tonight will be different. Fingers crossed.

.../It's night, we're in a farm with my wife and other people. I see somebody's driving sort of a harvester inside the cow pen. I see some cows running scared from the lights of the truck. In the middle I see a calf sleeping. The driver doesn't care and runs over it. We're pissed off and start insulting the guy asking him to stop. He turns in stead and start chasing us. We get dispersed and I realize there's no other light but the lights of the truck. I hide behind a pickup truck. He uses the lights of the harvester to look for us. I just want to get him down, but by now, I have to hide while he turns closer where I am. I hope my wife is in a safe place. I think the lights under the pickup will show my shadow projected on the wall behind me/...

+ I've learned how to control the super tank weapon: I can shoot it without the tank recoiling hundreds of yards, this will lead to massive advantage in battle. The secret is that you must drive the tank forwards while firing the weapon, then you will maintain your position. I see a field of tanks in the distance firing the weapon (sort of orangeish beams of energy) and all the tanks suffer huge recoil, zipping backwards far distances.

+ Cars are going off the road and through the curtain, I'm waving them back on to the road

+ I see industrial buildings in the distance: half-constructed, or abandoned

+ The bricked yard is dirty (later realize this is IWL parent's house front yard), I see dirt along the edge of the ground/house, and in the corner, I think I should at first vacuum it but who uses a vaccum cleaner in the yard? I think a leaf blower is another good option, you can gently pulse it (otherwise the dirt will just fly all over the place), making neat piles of dirt that you can then sweep up easily, the ground will be really clean.

I move to the brick porch and brush some dirt away from the bricks with my hands. I notice that there is a HOLE in the brick patio, like several layers of bricks have fallen out, there is sort of a construction skeleton showing where the bricks used to be, below the patio there is only air going far below.

I'm looking up above me now at the ceiling, thinking how to fill in the bricks that have fallen out. There is a rectangular section needing to be filled in, it looks like 1 1/2 bricks are needed in a repeating pattern, , I'll need to form 1/2 bricks somehow, then use mortar and fill them all in. I'm pushing bricks and chunks of dried mortar in to place but they're not holding, a single brick falls down, I watch it fall far into the air below me, where it strikes a massive brick castle/building, which starts then to collapse. I mean, come on, just one brick? The building slowly, entirely collapses in on itself into rubble, Uh Oh! Well, that couldn't have been a very safe building to begin with, if just hitting it with a single brick can destroy it, the same thing could happen just by walking around inside it, it was a very unsafe building! Also, the building was only recently excavated/discovered, and the sponsor of the excavation can't be mad because it was only just discovered.

+ I'm writing a message on paper, my lines are not horizontal, I see that they are sloping down and to the right. I move to the next line and try to aim to be horizontal but it's still slanting to the right. I write the letter "a" in script, look at it, think it doesn't look much like an "a" and try again. I then think I should continue writing down and to the right so that the rest of the line can be level at least, I think about drawing an arrow from the spot where I stopped to the where I'm going to start to show the flow of reading.

+ I'm sitting in a booth across from a beautiful blonde wearing blue jeans, I think we're parting, I want her contact information because she will probably become a very famous musician, I love her music and want to stay in touch with her. Is she a hooker? I don't want her to think me asking her information means I want to call her like a hooker. I think I'd better just go, I feel very poignant at this parting, she's sitting besides me now, I reach over with my right hand and gently touch her knee/leg (on her blue jeans), say "goodbye", stand up and go, I go forwards, turn around the end of a low barrier and walk back the other way, looking at her one last time, wondering if she'll be looking at me, and I see she is, but she's wearing really big Elton-John style sunglasses.

I now think I'm on an airplane, I'm walking by aisles of people sitting down. Look at some of the women, hey that's not just cleavage, that's a fully exposed boob! See several of these, move on, I need to get off the airplane, I can feel it moving, starting to taxi to takeoff. I need to get off, I'm not going to fly to the destination. How can I contact the captain? I speak to a flight attendant, can I get off? I think so and I anticipate going to my favorite Thai restaurant (I think I'm in Seattle) and getting pad thai, that will be awesome.

There is a line of people arranged in two rows standing facing each other, there is some sort of force field protecting the aisle between them (this is the way off?) children will go first. I see someone touch the field and see a big electrical flash and hear a ZZZZZZap!

+ I'm on a huge voice controlled elevator, like a massive freight elevator but in a really big fancy mansion in the contemporary/modern style. My son has directed the elevator to go to the showers. He asks me how I know it's moving, I can feel the gravity effects changing and say that's how you know. I catch a glimpse of outside (elevator has clear/glass walls?), like a canyon. I turn towards the door of the elevator and say "<Son>'s room", then exit into a large hallway with modern/tall/glass doors. I expect to see an indicator of some sort and indeed to the left down the hallway there is a large square indicator blinking. I walk there and enter the room.

The room is huge decorated in modern/contemporary style, low lighting but not too dark, I see very many things spread out through the open space, walk through, see a huge captain's chair raised up off the floor and think this must be the media/movie chair the screen must be in the wall across from it, turn around a corner into another huge area, my son points out the "spikey ball pit" which I see in the distance barely, I think we're going to see his bed, I get lucid and am still here in this same room, I wonder at the solidity, the clarity, it's completely stable, but I feel compelled to retrace my steps, I leave the room and walk past the elevator (not noticing it) into a large outdoor open area where there are people moving around doing things, kicking a soccer ball, I want the to go away so I can (summon a girl?), I wave my hand across the scene willing them to vanish, and when I put my hand down I feel satisfied, the scene is empty of DCs now. I continue walking forwards, and reach behind me and summon the musician/hooker/blue-jeans/blonde and vaguely note that she's holding my hand as I continue walking forwards. I reach a corner and sit down on a sort of bench, all decoaration is gone, walls/floors are white and featureless. I start taking a dump, things are a bit loose. A woman approaches and picks up a laptop case located right next to me and walks away, hey is that my laptop? I'm not sure. If it is, what will I do, I'm here for a job and I'll need my laptop to get work done. I notice two CGs seated right in front of me, I start to appreciate their features and think I should get down to business but then the dream ends.

First part of the dream I was in a completely different house and I was trying to protect someone (don't remember who or why) by keeping them safe inside my house, next thing I know we're in the car on the way to the airport to go to Malaysia, and in the dream I was like "If this was a dream, I would teleport straight to the air port instead of going the entire way by car" but soon after I was in a different 'scene' I guess you could call it.

I was at the base of some kind of mountain and I could fly (I had wings, sometimes they were on my back and sometimes my arms became wings and I had to flap my arms either way for it to get speed), but it took away energy like walking would. Mid-way through flying I was suddenly naked and I came to some kind of checkpoint (which were spread out on the mountain) and at the stop was a cold spa so I could cool off, but there was a platform that would push out and in like a coin pusher:



And we weren't allowed to touch the bottom of the spa or it would suck us up somehow. Got out the spa, still naked so I had to fly up the mountain like that until somewhere in the dream I randomly had clothes again. We soon stopped at some kind of picnic park for lunch, first I started flying around, spinning and having fun with my wings. We then had rolls which had sushi in them and egg and I thought it was gross so I didn't eat. Then I was sitting in some sort of tent and some guy started being perverse so my friend came over and stuck a bomb-mask on his face, but I reasoned with her outside the tent and said we shouldn't kill him, but before we could stop it, it blew up.

Later I was in some sort of village and my username (TheLucidDragon) was my real name. And Oliver Wood (from Harry Potter) kept bugging me with questions so I snapped at him and he turned into a child and had a tantrum. I came to some sort of yard where Fred and George Weasley (Harry Potter) were doing some sort of sword fight with their dad (Arthur Weasley) and I joined in and started having a sword fight and I was super awesome at it. And I'm pretty sure the dream ended after that.

Recorded at 4:30am

I'm walking towards a petrol station and I see someone get out of their car which is parked near the pump. He looks familiar to me, and I think he recognizes me also. I have a python snake (lollie) in my hand which I need to pay for. I start eating it as I'm about to hand over the money, which was only $1. As I pay for it, I don't make any convocation due to stuffing my face with the python.

I'm now at a office complex and it seems to be a bit of a party scene. Everyone is having a laugh and all in all, good time. I see Kayley and she looks as if she is wearing a burqa outfit without the coverings over the face. I tell her what she looks like but then quickly change up what I was meant to say, so she doesn't get offended. Either way she wasn't too happy. She can be self conscious and I probably shouldn't have mentioned anything.

I see some of Kayley's male friends. I'm now looking at a score board which shows the amount of hook ups and how many times you've been denied (I think). I notice I'm on top and have a ration of 10 and 10, a %50 success rate, I can deal with that. There's 2 teams and I'm 1 point ahead of the leader on the opposing team but the numbers seem to change now and then. I get a little freaked out when my tally minuses by 1 and for some reason I think of Kayley has committed suicide.

I leave the building but only when someone opens the door themselves, instead of myself opening. I see 2 people leave and I make my move and try and quickly get out before the door closes.

Side Notes

Struggled to remember my dreams tonight, felt pretty groggy.
Tried a little bit of SSILD which had no effect.

I was walking around the apartments at night when a security guard pulled up to me. We started looking around for anyone that might be car-hopping and eventually found a fat nerdy looking guy. When I told him to put his hands up, he started getting crazy, which made the guard call for backup. We walked closer to the guy and he pushed the guard so I pepper sprayed him and took him down. Backup arrived, which was an older security guard, and as I'm cuffing the guy, he turns into a zombie. Me and the older guard start freaking out but we eventually cuff the guy. The younger guard got bitten. As we are walking with the cuffed man, we call someone and tell her what happened. We hear that the background is chaotic and stuff starts happening. The girl on the phone starts crying and whispers "Only a loving heart can cure them." I brought up a phone or tablet and touched it and wherever my finger touched, it turned a different color, which I knew represented love. I ran to my house and then into Rebecca's house, where Lucy was. Rebecca was on the bed sick so I went back to my house and the girl from The Ring was there. She went after me and I shot her but it didn't do any damage. I shot her a few more times but nothing, which caused me to remember what the girl on the phone said about love, so everything I try loving turns normal and pure. I tried it on everything but the girl wouldn't change. It turns out I'm playing a video game and I wonder If I'm dreaming. I look around and see Kristy and go back to the game. and say "If this is a dream, that girl won't be there when I turn around. When I turned around, she was still there.

July 16, 2014

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Night Gas Run

I was in my van, at a fairly sprawling gas station. The kind you'd find right off the highway, with at least 20 pumps and plenty of space between them. My car was parked in a large lot right next to the pumps, alongside the small store. I was with the people from my cohort again, and we were all driving out to some school. It was dark out; I think very early morning. My cousin was also there, as well as my brothers. I was sitting in the car with them, talking about something or other, and I had to move spots for some reason. As soon as I moved, things went all chaotic and it was difficult to find a new spot because people suddenly decided to all try moving at once.



Pizza

I was in a class, and the teacher had gotten us all pizza. There was tons of it, and lots of bottles of pop. I know for sure that Zukin and Stussy were there, and a few people from my cohort. When class was over, I was helping people collect the bottles from the pop, because I wanted to return them for the deposit. Stussy was helping me and talking about how much pizza he'd eaten, and I vaguely wondered why he was there, since I have never had a class with him before. But I didn't think it was odd enough to realize I was dreaming : /



Fragment: Phone Thief

I only know that just before waking up at 4 AM with a jolt, I had my phone in my left hand, and someone bumped into me, jolting my phone out of my hand. I think the person was trying to take my phone. I don't remember hat I was doing just before that.



Fragment: Elementary

I was at the school I intern at, helping the kids get off the buses in the morning and talking to them, though I don't remember what I talked to them about.

Type: Procedural
Perspective: Character, adolescent boy

NLD: I'm a young boy with no parents who has been raised by relatives, perhaps an aunt and uncle. They've been very stingy, working me hard and giving me the minimum that I need to survive. Now I'm about twelve and they've decided that I'm old enough to strike out on my own, so I am preparing for the journey. It is winter, so I know that I'll need to pack carefully: I'll need a bundle light enough to carry but with the necessities to survive. I've already prepared most of it, and now I'm consolidating. I have a little backpack with my journal and a suede pocket with a zipper that holds my writing implements [RL: I have one like this], and a few more things I deem essential. I had a Hello Kitty riding glove in the backpack, a single one for the right hand, sized for a child's hand, and I realize it isn't essential—it isn't even mine—but sentimental; it belonged to a girl who was my best friend. The thumb is split at the seam and she lost the left-hand glove so she let me have it as a memento. But as I pack things from my room I come across a similar glove for the left hand, slightly different in color but with a matching Hello Kitty pattern. I wonder at first if it's the lost partner of the first glove, but the different hue suggests that the match is coincidental. Still, I decide that I can put them together and give them back to the girl. I won't have a memento of her anymore, but at least then there will be one less thing in my pack, and maybe she'll be able to use them again. They still look usable, even worn as they are.

I have a big heavy box, a long rectangle, with heavy glass partitions. I know I'll never be able to carry this, but the first part of my journey will be by wagon, so I'll load it on board and try to use up or trade away the contents before I have to go on foot. I forget what the original contents of the box are, but there are some empty spots and I also have a few bottles of beer, a light brew in clear glass bottles, so I'll consolidate by putting them in the empty spots. So now I have the heavy long box, my little backpack, and a bundle containing my clothes and bedding. Once I get rid of the heavy box, I'll be able to carry the rest. But I still need to worry about food.

There was another whole side plot earlier with my uncle, and me lying on my back in the water of a pool or pond, and him having compassion and perhaps even offering to let me have breakfast in the big house before I go, but I can't remember this well.

From the building where I was packing, which is on a hill next to another building (the big house where aunt and uncle live further off to the right) I go down the hill to the stable where I've been working. I've been working as a farmhand ever since I got big enough, but still being a young boy and small for my size, I've been able to squeeze into a tiny spot between the other hands on the seat of our crowded wagon. I figure the fact that I don't take up much room will come in handy when taking the wagon out.

I go through the stable saying goodbye to the animals. I also come across another girl I know (not the one I was thinking of earlier), a dark-haired, slightly older teenager leading a dark bay horse. I tell her I am leaving and we say goodbye. I wish I had something to give her, but figure she knows that I have very little and won't hold it against me that I didn't give her a parting gift.

In the back of the stable I say goodbye to a big gray rabbit who is in an empty open stall, then a few minutes later come across a little white rabbit at the bottom of a bucket with a few inches of water in it, so the rabbit is half-submerged. I worry that it can't get out [RL: this comes from the fact that I've found deck lizards in a bucket in my garden in this predicament a few times], so I reach in and lift it out. I want to take it over to the big rabbit where it might find a friend, but as I'm carrying it, it bites me. Being a wild rabbit who is undoubtedly frightened at being handled this is understandable, and I don't mind, though I worry that it might be carrying rabies or some other disease. The wound is on my thumb [RL: I have an old scar from a real rabbit bite there] but doesn't look deep. I set it down quickly and watch as it hops straight over to a bowl of cream that the cats have left uneaten in a bowl and consumes it all ravenously. I am somewhat reassured that it doesn't look rabid; its actions now seem very deliberate. I reflect how well-fed the cats are, that they would not even bother to finish this bowl of cream, compared to the little rabbit who doesn't even naturally like cream, but is probably devouring it because of such great hunger and thirst. I go back to the big rabbit and wonder if I can get him any food or some stalks to chew; he doesn't seem interested in the hay in this stall, but there were some larger, sweeter stalks, like corn or sugarcane, over where I found the little rabbit, so I bring some over.

Next I plan to feed the chickens. I have a shallow rectangular tray that I take back up to the building on the hill to prepare some foods, like cut up tomatoes, a hard-boiled egg for some reason, other vegetables and fruits. As I exit again carrying the tray, I'm standing for a moment just outside the building distracted by my thoughts when I feel someone press something into my left hand. It's not money, it's segments of something that has the texture of nuts. [Not any substance recognizable from RL.] I look up and find a tall young man with a dark beard [odd how often this archetype appears, I've never known someone with these features in RL]. He says his name is Keith, and this is for the food—he abruptly grabs a handful from the tray. I have the impression that he is starving but too honorable to just steal from me, so he has offered this token payment, but won't risk rejection by asking for the food. I feel sorry for him—and realize that I might soon be in the same boat, as he looks like a traveler—and offer, "Would you like any more? Take the hard-boiled egg." I figure that will offer him better nutrition than the handful of grapefruit or somesuch that he has grabbed in his haste. He thanks me and takes the egg and a few other things, and leaves.

As I continue down the hill back toward the stable, I reflect with satisfaction on the fact that I was not frightened or startled by his abrupt appearance, but kept my cool and even managed to be generous. I also remember two other occasions earlier when guys stopped by hoping for food in a similar manner. (I think this was a false memory, that is, I don't think these events actually occurred at any point earlier in the dream, they are just something I was "remembering" at this point.) I realize that all these hungry travelers probably means food is scarce on the road, and I'm going to have to deal with this very situation soon. It occurs to me that hard-boiled eggs might actually be a good thing for me to pack; they won't last long, but in this cold weather they might last two or three days, and they'll be great nutrition. However, that had been the only egg on my tray. How could I get some more? Would aunt and uncle let me have them? They're just eggs, but they've been so stingy in the past. Still, they did offer me breakfast. I hope they meant it; I should eat a big breakfast before I leave. I ate little yesterday and nothing so far today. What if leaving on a full belly meant the difference between life and death, adding another day before the possibility of starvation? But maybe they'd be more likely to let me have the eggs if I brought them myself to the house and only asked if I could boil them. I can probably get some from the hens in the stable: it's morning, some of them might have lain already. Could I even boil them myself, and avoid asking aunt and uncle altogether? But I'm not sure how I would start the fire, or find the pot to boil water in.

I set down the tray, and the chickens start eating. While they are occupied, I check their nests. Sure enough, I find an egg... and another... and another. Three eggs in this nest? This worries me actually—why hadn't the eggs been collected for the past few days? They should still be good to eat, but—had aunt and uncle been intending to let them hatch? If so, they might be angry with me for taking them; once they cooled down (they are still warm from the heat of their mother) they would no longer be viable. I'd better wait and ask, maybe the girl I ran into earlier will know. Also, are these even hen eggs? They are a bit larger and bluer than I would have expected. Could they be duck eggs? Without the fowls in their nest it's hard to know. But duck eggs might be better to bring, oilier and more nutritious, even if they taste a little odd. I go a little farther and find another bank of nests that I think are those of the chickens; so I conclude that I was right about the ducks; the chicken eggs are also about three to a nest.

I table the egg question, but there's something else I need, something that is in the building next to the one I live on on top of the hill. I call up and say I am from a radio station, HKWAN—the stable does double as this radio station so I am not lying about that, but fibbing a bit by suggesting I am an employee of it calling on official business—and ask for the password to get into the building. I wince a bit as I ask, knowing that the girl will never give it away to someone calling up on the phone, and sure enough, she says she can't. But then I realize, of course I still know the password to my own building, and maybe I can get what I need from there? I no longer remember what it was I thought I needed though, and around this point the dream ends.

Zombies and aliens:

I was in an underground bunker for a long time with a few other people, trying to stay as quiet as possible. There were zombies around, but they would only attack if you made a lot of noise. we formed a sort of colony for awhile and eventually established contact with the surface. it turned out the zombies were a sort of shock troop for an alien invasion, and the people on the surface were doing far worse than we were. I traveled to the surface and hijacked a boat from some goblin-like creatures, intending to travel to a city that was under attack. I made it there in time to realize I wouldn't be any help. The aliens were attacking from the air in giant spaceships, pandemonium was breaking out in the city. I just stood there and looked at the sky and the ships, realizing the futility of it all. though I didn't have an official oh shit moment until I saw one particular spaceship that had a gold colored hull, I somehow knew that it had it had a weapon equivalent to a nuke onboard. I decided that the best thing I could do at this point was to detonate the weapon before the rest of the aliens got out of the blast radius. With a heavy heart, I sat down on a street corner, closed my eyes, and focused on the ship. I felt my body desintigrate with the rest of the city as the silent explosion washed it into nothingness.

Lucid, trying to make another so:

I was wandering around a park when I did a random reality check. I became lucid, suprising myself as I was genuinely not expecting to be dreaming. I ran up to a picnic table that had a few other people sitting at it and exclaimed that they were dreaming, they didn't seem to believe me. I plugged one girl's nose for her, and she became lucid, but also very sickly. I wasn't sure what happened. I hung out with her for awhile, eventually getting her phone number, It seemed to make sense at the time, but when I wore up it didn't match up with how phone numbers work, (it was my area code-111-111)

This early morning I remembered some dreams but didn't bother writing them down as they were quiet dull, I kept one just to keep the DR busy. However I did have one micro-lucid which only lasted 2 seconds unfortunatly.

1. First day

I'm at school walking around the yard and I notice all the buildings are wide open and there's some sort of party going on, a party for the first day of school I think. (IRL we don't have any party's) I talk to a lot of people and notice how many new people there are in my class. (IRL we currently have a system which makes classes very static and they don't change in the last years) Anyway, some sort of show is about to start and next to the canteen I see chairs in a row with umbrellas over them cause it's Sunny. I take a seat and wait, around the yard students gather for what's about to take place.

2. Micro lucid° (SEMI)

I'm walking down a corridor, it's pitch black and I feel as if my eyes are closed. I'm already aware, trying to stabilize and also build up the dream but it quickly fades away.

Well, I guess after some thinking I might try FILD out again, this morning I was in the perfect condition for it but I didn't thought of using it.

Blue: Dream
Bold: Lucid
Black: Awake

In this dream I only remember the lucid part and a little bit before the latter. I had it in the middle of the night and woke up. I assumed I'd remember the preceding details and returned to sleep, but I forgot them. Luckily, I've got a second dream I can post that I recall still, though it wasn't lucid.

I dream I'm walking around outside at midday. I see a lovely palm tree sitting nearby, and I suddenly feel like I have to pee. So I walk over past the tree and unzip my shorts and pee. As I'm peeing, a couple girls and one guy I know are coming from behind. One of them says something, however I don't recall what. It's at this time I become lucid mid-piss. I zip up my pants, knowing I don't actually have to piss. I turn to my friends and inform them that we should fly around. They seem completely alright with what I just suggested. Most DCs would be a little weirded out by that. So obliging my idea, we all jump up in the air and begin flying around. I take the lead, and I am flying at lightning fast speeds. It was pretty damn fun. Eventually we stop and land on the road. There is a car nearby and my friends get in the car. As they're doing so, I recall the Task of the Month. We're all so interested in flying, so I know which one to do immediately.
"Hey guys, we should fly to another planet!" I suggest.
"No, let's go do something else. Come on, get in!" my friend replies.
We argue about it for a minute, and I get frustrated. So I decide to do a different task, the nudity task. So I pull all of my clothes off and began dancing around. My friends are quite disgusted, and they're freaking out now. I then proceed to jump in the car and dance around, and they're all very disgusted. This goes on until I awake unintentionally.

... So I already wrote this dream down but I lost it, so I'll just write it again quickly.
It's another low lucidity LD with great plot (I'm loving these kind of dreams).

Lucidity: 5.5/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 7/10

I was made prisoner by "Nazis" and put in a Castle, but we escaped with a few others.
We eventually realized that a girl surrendered and told the Nazis where we were.
After Tracing through gardens and scaling walls trying to escape my enemies, I became lucid near a cliff in the "Jungle". I'm just standing there a little dazed, I don't know what I should do.
The Nazis sent a jaguar against me and I didn't really know what to do, so I front flip over him and just stayed standing there. I'm confused and my control is pretty bad, so I let a woman (the one from my last LD !?) and her allies grab me as I try to get my thought together.
Eventually I remember sage mode.
I shoot back; I don't have enough time to meditate so I enter sage mode from a standing position. I feel the orange markings appear around my eyes. I swing my hands in front of me, and act like I am opening an "invisible sliding double door", using telekinesis to make the guys who were grabbing me shoot to the side, clearing my way. I walk up to a boat, testing my dream control by crushing parts of it by telekinesis, and making pieces of it levitate. I am interrupted by some guys running at me, and I use telekinesis on some of them to throw them away but I wake up before I can do anything else.

July 16, 2014

3mg melatonin

My recall has been bad lately and i don't know why. All i remember is driving in a 350z at night to a place with a tour ride. Me and my brother went on the tide with two other people and we talked a bit and thats about it.