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Dream of: 24 December 2013 "Floating Through Life"


dreams are capsules of life

I'm visiting the Logan Street House (where my mother lived in Portsmouth, Ohio from 1971 to 1977). My mother and sister live in the House, although neither of them is home at the moment. Connie (a Portsmouth resident whom I first met around 1975) and another fellow (both probably in their early 20s) show up at the front door. Since they know my sister, I let them in and they go back to my sister's room. I leave them alone for a while, but finally I go to my sister's room and find that Connie and the other fellow have set up a table in front of the window. All kinds of drugs are stacked on the table. Hundreds of pills and even some white sugar cubes are on the table. I wonder if the sugar cubes contain LSD - I'm not sure. I'm very disappointed to see the drugs. I hadn't intended to allow Connie and the fellow into the House so they could pile up drugs in here. I pick up one little green pill and ask her how much its worth. She says, "Twenty cents."
When another fellow walks into the room, obtains some drugs, then leaves, I realize that Connie is dealing drugs out of the House. I'm unsure my sister would have let Connie and the fellow in the House if she had been here, and I'm not sure what my sister would think if she came home and found them here. I tell Connie and the fellow that I don't want them here doing this. When I half-heartedly tell them that they're going to have to leave, Connie protests that she doesn't want to leave. Fearing that the cops will show up, I decide I'm going to have to throw Connie and the other fellow out. I tell them they are simply going to have to leave. I do think, however, that I myself would like to take some acid, and I ask Connie if she knows where I could find some. She says she knows someone, but she'll have to contact the person. She picks up the phone to make the call, when suddenly the cops show up.
The next thing I know, we're all on trial in a courtroom. My mother is brought in to take the witness stand. The prosecutor is trying to make her forfeit her House. I'm first able to ask her about her signature on the deed to the House. The prosecutor then stands up and begins interrogating her, but since she has Alzheimer's, she's unable to answer. He's frustrated. He asks her about her signature on the deed and she gives a completely non-responsive answer. Meanwhile, preferring to remain unseen, I'm now lying under a cover on a bed and listening to the interrogation. I don't feel like dealing with this right now. Finally the prosecutor throws up his hands in exasperation and says that the charges are all dismissed and that we can all leave. I stand up and watch everyone file out of the courtroom. I feel a bit ashamed that I've ended up here in court. As I walk past the prosecutor he threatens me that there will be serious repercussions if this kind of thing ever happens again. I quickly leave. I'm not in the mood to listen to this bombastic prosecutor.
Returning to the House, I walk back into my sister's bedroom. Apparently the police were not particularly careful when they raided the place, because I notice a little green pill lying on the floor. It looks like one of the little pills which Connie told me was worth twenty cents, so I know its not valuable and if I found five of them, they would only be worth a dollar. Then I find several more pills lying on the carpet. I don't think the pills are strong, which is one reason why I suspect we were let off so easily in court. I find an assortment of five or six different colored pills, stick them in my right pants pocket, and walk out of the House.
As I walk down the street, I stick one of the pills into my mouth. I continue walking until my head seems to go blank. I can still feel the remaining pills in my pocket and I hesitate to take any more, although I do take a second one. By now I'm definitely high. I pull out another little pill which looks like a little oblong piece of hard red candy. I also take it. It tastes sweet. I quickly feel higher than ever. I'm a little concerned about mixing the drugs. I hadn't thought they were very powerful, but they've turned out to be quite strong. I don't think I should take the rest of them right now. I'm definitely quite high from the ones which I've taken. The drugs have the feel of an opiate and are definitely not hallucinogens. I prefer hallucinogens, but this opiate high is not unpleasant.
I reach an area outside of something like a bus or train station where other people are walking around. I pass a shop where three or four people are standing on the sidewalk. Some art works or posters - perhaps from the 1960s - are on display. The proprietor is standing in front of the shop and showing the posters - hanging on display like on a clothes rack - by pushing one after the other to the side so it can be seen. He explains a little about each poster as he displays it.
I step back and notice that another little shop - it looks like a head shop - is next door. People from that shop also step over and start watching the man show the posters. I speak to one woman who says she's thinking about buying the head shop. She starts telling me what she would sell in the shop. I notice that a little restaurant is also connected to the head shop and I tell her she ought to think about buying the restaurant, too. I think there is one other shop like this in Portsmouth, but I think this is the best one. I wish her luck and I continue walking.
I enter an open area which appears to be the platform of the train station. I've been here before, but its been a long time ago. I like this place and I feel comfortable among the people here. I wonder if anyone here knows me. I don't see anyone whom I recognize, but I'm not looking at everyone either. I wonder if anyone is aware just how high I am. I notice that I'm not walking exactly right due to the drugs. Since I don't want anyone to realize that I'm high, I decide to float. I rise perhaps ten centimeters off the ground and I begin floating through the people. I think some of them probably notice, but at least now I'm moving steadily. I enjoy floating, even though my mind really isn't working.
When I exit the train station, I want to cross the train tracks, and I have to pass through some gates and barriers until I reach a metal stairwell which leads to a passage under the train tracks. I float down the empty stairwell toward the door at the bottom. I hope I'm not jumped by some black thugs, because it begins to seem as if I'm in the black area of town. I reach the bottom of the stairs and once I pass through the door, I start floating along extremely fast. I pull the remaining pills out of my pocket. Part of one brown pill breaks off and falls to the ground. I'm going so fast, I don't want to stop and pick it up. I drop another pill which I likewise leave lying. When I finally slow back down to floating at a normal speed, I still have a couple or three pills left.
I'm definitely sure that I'm now in the black section of town. Instead of being on the street, I'm in the middle of a cluster of small houses. I've been in this area before and I don't feel threatened, but I don't want to be here. I can't seem to find my way out of this labyrinth of houses and finally I float up onto a porch until I find myself on a balcony a couple stores above the ground. This balcony is peculiar because its made of concrete and has a wall about waist high along one side. I like it up here and I can see much of the surrounding town. I realize that I've never been here before because I'm on private property on the balcony of someone's house. I follow the balcony all the way around the house until it comes to a dead end and I have to turn around and go back.
When I reach the place where I had started on the balcony, I see a ladder and I start to descend. Just as I do, however, I reach up and grab something overhead to steady myself. In the process I pull off a long piece of metal from the roof overhead. Thinking I need to put the metal back, I float out over the side of the balcony - now floating freely in the air a couple stories high. I think about just floating down to the ground, but decide to stay floating where I am, fearful that if I head to the ground I might plunge uncontrollably. I feel comfortable simply floating here.
I hear a voice and I see someone climbing up the ladder. Then I see other people standing on the balcony. I realize that I know one person who is in fact one of the people whom I'm trying to reach. I'm not sure whether any of these people has ever seen me float. Since I'm now floating here in the air two stories above ground, I think it must be obvious that I've used some drugs. Alluding to my floating, I say, "Yes, its true. I took some drugs or I wouldn't be here."

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I actually took 100 mg of B6 2 hours before bed and was pretty restless for the first few hours before I fell asleep and woke a few times with mediocre at best recall. I had two dreams I could remember at all but no lucids.

1. First one started in the wild. There was dirt, I was on a path and I faintly remember being on some sort of vehicle like a 4 wheeler or a motorcycle. There were animals but nothing significant. I was then leaving a house and I had a basket that I was taking stuff in. one of the wood slats in the basket broke and I put it inside the basket and was going to fix it later. I was then with others in a canal type area. Cement canal with water in the bottom and an overpass for the freeway close by. The group of people I was with was younger kids and we were fending off animals like snakes and lizards with sticks and rocks. There was then a bear who began to come at us and we retreated to under the overpass.

2. This dream was a little clearer but still not the really clear recall I normally have. This was a similar scene to the mini cooper scene in the movie Italian Job. It was more like I was watching this happen than participate. There was someone driving the car which was smaller than a cooper and also a narrator describing what had been done to the car to make it so agile. The driver was running from cops and this was all taking place on a cargo type ship. The car was going under and between big cargo containers and eventually lost the cops. The drive was very bumpy as well and seemed to get bumper as the chase progressed. Another person with the driver (who was the main guy) went to steal a circuit card that was crucial for the job to be a success. But it turned out the card was stolen much to early to be of use. These scenes were much more detailed but my restless sleep kept me from getting really good recall on them.

I was in orchestra rehearsal, but the orchestra was set up as one long arch. It was difficult for me to play my part. I was nervous. Then I was in a huge kitchen. It was for Domino's and it had not been cleaned in quite a while so there ware rats and it was very disgusting. I had to go up to the second level of the kitchen to clean. Then I had to deliver a triple.

(undated older dreams 3)

Cory and I were taking a road trip to visit a girl he used to know. He was driving and I was riding shotgun, and it was pretty uneventful at first. After a while we got lost in a mountainous area, and he took a wrong turn up a curvy and dangerous mountain path. It was a tiny one lane road with nothing but a wooden fence stopping us from going over the edge, but he started driving super fast and I was freaking out thinking we would die. At one point the front wheel of the car goes off the edge but somehow he was able to bring it back up to keep us from falling. At the top of the path was a dead end, so he parked us on the mountain peak with no way down because the road was only one-way. I scanned the area below us and saw highways in the distance, but we had no way to get down to them, so eventually he called 911 and they had to send a helicopter to come get us off the mountain. As the helicopter was flying away with us, I remember being worried because there were groceries in the trunk of the car and I didn't want them to go bad.

I was visiting somebody with Cory. This might have been linked to the last dream but I can't remember anything happening between the two. Cory and I were in a room with the girl we were visiting, his old roommate. We were all sitting on the couch and she was complaining about her old neighbors. Apparently they were four goth kids who were always loud, and she had them kicked out of the neighborhood. Suddenly I remembered I had to go home to get something, and it was vital that I left right away. There was a railroad that ran right through the girl's living room, that started by her couch and entered a tunnel built into the wall on the right. Our car was still on the mountain, so the only transportation was this small platform with a single chair on it attached to the rails. I knew home was a long way away, and it would take me months to get there but I jumped on the platform and left that way anyway.

Me and a bunch of people were all sitting in a cafeteria eating, when suddenly one person screamed and was carried off by an invisible force. Soon after, another person was taken. We realized that invisible hell hounds were attacking us so we barricaded ourselves in the cafeteria and this redneck guy that reminded me of the dude from Walking Dead just happened to have a rifle with him, so he put a chair next to the door and guarded the room. I told people that I had lots of swords in my room, so we got a few people to volunteer to leave the cafeteria with me to get the weapons. We left the barricade and headed down the hallway to my bedroom, which was very girly and had pink and dolls everywhere for some odd reason. One of the guys with us, a gangsta dude, was starting to doubt I had any swords at all in all that girly mess, so he flipped us off and left towards the cafeteria on his own. On his way out, one of the hell hounds attacked and dragged him off, so we grabbed all the swords and ran back to the barricade, slicing up all the hounds that tried to grab at us. After when seemed like days, we realized we couldn't stay there forever, and hoped that the threat had left, so we opened up the doors and went outside into the parking lot. But it wasn't safe, we were immediately jumped by a pack of hell hounds but were able to survive using the swords and the redneck guy's gun. We were then stuck in the parking lot because the door to the cafeteria had been opened and we had no idea if there were any hounds in there waiting for us. Someone discovered that the hounds would only attack us if they could see us, so we set out blankets and towels and stuff and huddled together under them so the hounds couldn't see us. I hid in a camping tent with three other people, and I remember feeling claustrophobic and couldn't move. The redneck guy sat near us with his gun to guard us.

Dream of: 23 December 2013 "The Wolf And The Skunk"



prepare for transformation

*My father (probably in his 50s) and I are sitting in the living of the Farmhouse of my father's Gallia County Farm (almost 400 acres of hilly land in Gallia County, Ohio). He's recently sunk several wells for oil, but he hasn't struck anything yet. As he is sitting with his back to one of the large picture windows, I look past him through the window and see a gusher of oil suddenly erupt right outside the Farmhouse. A ferocious stream of black oil shoots into the sky. I jump up and tell him what I see, but by the time he turns around, the gusher has stopped. My father and I rush outside and see that a black cloud of misty oil has floated overhead to the rear of the Farmhouse. I look at the hill behind the Farmhouse and see another gusher erupting near the top of that hill. Then a third gusher erupts up on the hill. I blurt to my father that all the wells are tied together. I'm convinced that a giant oil field lies under the ground and all the wells are tapping into the same source.
Quite a bit of activity is taking place behind the Farmhouse where oil workers are toiling. A huge truck pulls off the road into the area behind the Farmhouse. Apparently my father is buying this truck. I tell him not to spend too much because he needs to conserve his capital. He mentions that he has some old bills which he's been owed for years and that he intends to collect those. After he asks me a question about suing someone for an old bill, I tell him that he can bring a law suit as long as the bill isn't past the statute of limitations, which I say is five years. I add that he can actually sue someone if the bill is more than five years old, but the defendant can use the statute of limitations as a defense against the lawsuit. I say that it might be worthwhile to bring the lawsuit because the statue-of-limitations defense might not be raised, he which case he could take his judgment against the defendant anyway.
I walk around the area behind the Farmhouse and see that much work needs to be done here. I think I'll probably work here for a couple days. It seems as if I've borrowed some money from my father and now I'm going to work it off. I see some large piles of logs which need to be cleared out. A couple big semi-trucks show up hauling some large equipment on the trailers behind them. There's also a big pile of scrap metal. I mention to someone that the metal is worth something and that it could be sold.
As I stand at the top of the bank of a deep gulley behind the Farmhouse, I see two skunks running at the bottom of the gulley. They run up to the top of the bank near me and just as they reach the top, my pet Dalmatian Picasso (1995-2009) runs over and grabs the head of one of the skunks. Suddenly from somewhere a wolf appears. It also jumps on the skunk and grabs it with its teeth. Picasso, who manages to pull out the tongue of the skunk, walks over to the side and starts eating the tongue. The wolf lets go of the skunk which falls back down to the bottom of the gully. The skunk no longer looks like a skunk, but like an all-white animal which is lying there dead. The wolf disappears, but it leaves behind a large piece of something which looks like a plastic bladder which it has pulled out of the inside of the skunk. I really don't like seeing an animal torn apart like that, but there's nothing I can do about it now.
I notice what appears to be a small snake lying at the top of the bank, but it turns out to be a worm. At the bottom of the gulley I see a very large furry snake which slithers into a pile of something. I notice it has an additional tail sticking out the rear of its body and I wonder if it was actually a snake after all. I point it out to my nephew Steven, who is now standing beside me. It looks like something to be avoided.
It seems that many animals are in the area because no one has been living in the Farmhouse for a while. The animals seem to have taken over. If so many animals are here close to the Farmhouse, I wonder what its like back in the wide-ranging woods which surround the Farm.

(undated older dreams 2)

I was working at Wal-mart as a cashier. My lines were getting super long and I was having a serious allergy problem, but because we were so busy I couldn't go to the restroom to blow my nose. It was super uncomfortable and I couldn't breathe, and I just knew there was probably mucus or something dripping out of my nose so I dropped everything and ran into the break room. My supervisor ran after me all angry and stuff because I left my post. As I opened the door to leave the break room, I walked out into a new place. It was outdoors in a field, and before me was a massive slide that stretched all the way up into outer space. Both sides of the slide were slide, so there was no ladder to climb up it. I sat on the bottom of the slide closest to me and somehow slid upwards towards the top, really fast at first but it slowed down as I got to the very top. I sat there looking down the slide on the other side and I was scared. The earth was far below and it was so high up I could see the curvature of the planet, it reminded me of the leap that Red Bull guy took. The more I looked down, the more I didn't want to go, but then I started thinking about courage. I had a vision of the archangel Michael and told myself that I should have the kind of courage he has, so I took a deep breath and pushed myself over the edge.

A lucid dream that started with me wandering around a house. I saw that the Misadventures of Flapjack was playing on TV but I noticed that there were random white numbers that kept appearing on the screen over the show. I realized it wasn't part of the show and that made me lucid for some reason, so I attempted the palm reality check. When I tried to push my finger through my palm it actually didn't go through, instead it bent my hand. I then tried to breathe while holding my nose, which worked, though my nose was apparently still feeling clogged from the last dream or something. I was still anchored to reality and had a hard time moving, since my reality checks weren't working all that well it took my mind a bit of time to get fully lucid. Then I rubbed my hands together in an attempt to stabilize myself, and I saw that one of my hands was higher than the other, and even though they were rubbing together, they weren't physically touching. That's when I finally broke free and could hover around. I flew down the hallway and into a den area and tried a trick I read about to summon Afiel by calling out over my shoulder "Hey Afiel, can you come over here and help me with this?" but there was no response. Instead, I rounded a corner and an old lady in a blue silk robe with a hood walked up to me with a creepy look on her face and screamed "You shall not see him!" I got really annoyed at that point and decided that if I couldn't summon someone to me, then I would just go to them. I spun around in a circle and shouted "Take me to where Afiel is!" and when I stopped spinning I was in a foggy forest but the forest was still spinning when I stopped. As the forest slowed down around me, it became lighter and the fog disappeared, and other details began to pop up. I was standing in an overgrown grassy field, with rocks and dozens of bird skeletons laying around on the ground. Behind me was the forest, and through the trees I saw a flash of yellow that made me think of Afiel because it reminded me of his eyes. In front of me on the other side was a guarded military compound, with an electric barbed fence and two watchtowers. In one of the towers I caught a glimpse of a man running past a window wearing fatigues, so I ran and hid behind one of the rocks so they couldn't see me. I wondered whether Afiel was in the compound or back in the forest where the yellow flash was. I had a feeling about the yellow so I spread my wings and flew straight at it as fast as I could, but it caused me to wake up.

(I haven't actually updated this journal for a few months, mainly because I fell back into my old ways of writing in a paper journal even though I promised myself I would stick to online journaling due to the tag and search features that I love. So here's my new year's resolution, to put down my notebook and use the internet I'm going to upload a few memorable dreams and my lucid dreams in the next few entries, just to have a bridge between the last few months and now. They won't be in any particular order since I didn't date them, I'll just label those entries as (undated older dreams #).)

(undated older dreams 1)

I was at a store with mom, and we found an area with lots of glass trinket cases that had neat items in them. The whole area was very pink and girly but I really liked the items there. There was a case with anime trinkets in it, mostly Hello Kitty and Pokemon, and a bunch of Team Rocket figures caught my eye. One of them I remember vividly was a figure of Jesse but she had the hair of Nurse Joy, and I thought it must be some kind of error and might be worth a lot of money, but then I saw this awesome as hell cat figure I just had to have. I picked it up and turned around to show it to mom, but she was nowhere to be found, so I put the figure down and debated whether or not I should stay there looking at figures waiting for her or if I should just leave to go find her. Eventually I decide to leave because there's this awkward tension between me and the salesperson and I got the feeling he thought I was trying to steal something since I was just loitering around. Eventually I ran into mom, and she told me to go get the cat thing, but on the way back to the case I passed by a giant RV sitting right in the middle of the store and get sidetracked by it. Going inside the RV, I noticed there were lots of small blinking red lights all over the floor, and whenever I picked one up it would make rude comments at me. There was a strange sound coming from the bathtub, but before I could check it out mom and grandma showed up at the door all freaked out and told me to drop the lights and leave the RV quickly. There was this feeling of absolute terror and I ran back out into the store, and froze when I saw this man sitting in an aisle with a blanket laid out in front of him. He had a human head in his hands and was cutting it up and laying it out piece by piece on the blanket and labeling the pieces with prices. He had parts like the eyelids and lips and bits of brain laid out and they were all blackish green with decay. As soon as I saw it I woke up feeling like I was going to vomit.

A lucid dream where I was sitting at a computer, and when I looked at my hands I noticed they looked strange and became lucid. As soon as lucidity hit, the whole dream froze like a paused DVD and I was unable to move. It faded until everything dissipated and I was floating alone in pitch black nothingness, so I willed myself to float upwards in an attempt to find something, but then my head started tingling like it does when I go into sleep paralysis, and I stop going upwards and start involuntarily spinning around in circles.

Not sure if this is related to the last one, but at some point I was laying in bed and stuck in sleep paralysis, and when I opened my eyes I saw a grey alien standing at the foot of my bed out of the corner of my eye. Instead of looking at it, I closed my eyes and tried to ignore it and push myself into a lucid dream, but then I heard this horrible noise coming less than an inch away from my right ear. It sounded like someone pigging out on food making an OM NOM NOM sound with their teeth, but it had this unnerving evil quality to it that kinda freaked me out. As soon as it stopped I had this small dream where I saw a clear blue sky, but then it darkened to night and a red moon appeared, and a shadow of some kind of monster flew across it.

Today i dreamt i was playing pokemon mystery dungeon red on PC.
i was on the mewtwo dungeon (Western cave) i was near mewtwo already.
but i saw mew instead in a floor, i wanted to kill him to be my friend. but when i got near him
he evolved into a wigglytuff (lol) then i went ahead to mewtwo. i was with moltres and mewtwo
was a giant weird gyarados. i had to kill that gyarados, if i die i would face mewtwo. no one ever
won that weird gyarados it was impossible. but i keep hitting him far away with some
fire blast attack. then i got near him and made him sleep with a sleep seed. i thought it didn't work
i made a step back but he was sleeping, when i got near him again he woke up. then i had to ran away
from him again, he took me like 90 hp with 1 single skill. i made a step down and 1 diagonal right.
and i made a last skill on him, i thew fire. and i killed him. the screen went black and asked me
"do you want to save?"
yes.
no.

i said yes. then another question came up.
"do you want to enable VMware?"

yes.
no.

Dream of: 17 December 2013 "The Love Of God"


lucidity leads to God

I'm sitting in a movie theater with a thin woman on my right who seems like Katharine Hepburn. Although she's probably in her 60s, she's strangely sensuous, and I'm enjoying her company. I even have my right arm around her shoulder and am relishing the feel of her supple body. I'm amazed that I would be with Katharine Hepburn, but for some reason I think I am.
Abruptly I awaken and realize that I've been dreaming. I'm disappointed because I had been enjoying the dream so much. So I decide to go back to sleep to see if I can continue with the dream. I return to sleep, and sure enough, I again find myself with the same woman. Now, however, we are no longer at the theater, but inside a house where a party seems to be taking place.
I feel sure that I'm dreaming again, but my wonderment that I was able to awaken from a dream, return to sleep, and pick up with the same dream, causes me to question whether I am indeed dreaming. I reflect that I've been wanting to have a lucid dream and the thought occurs to me that I'm having a lucid dream right now. I don't know how to test this theory, but it occurs to me that if I were able to float upside down, I could be sure that I'm dreaming. I'm sitting down on a chair and I'm amazed that I'm able to rise into the air and turn upside down in the air - still in a sitting position. It seems absolutely incredible that I find myself floating upside down and I find great difficulty believing that this is happening.
Fully lucid now, I suddenly remember the "task of the month" from the Lucid Views web site. Remembering that I'm supposed to accomplish a task when I become lucid in a dream, I start trying to remember "What was the task? What was the task?" Suddenly I remember two of the tasks. I recall that one task is to ask someone what they're thankful for. I also remember that another task had to do with becoming a wolf. Trying to chose between the two tasks, I think that becoming a wolf would be the better task, but it might be too difficult, especially since I'm floating upside down. Since other people are in the room, I decide that I should try to complete the easier task of asking someone what he's thankful for. I'm all excited because I didn't think I'd ever be able to remember a task like this. It seems so unreal that this is happening.
Reveling in my lucidity, I float around upside down over top of these people with my head at about the same level as the people and I try to get someone's attention. I first see a little boy and I think of asking him, but then I see a man who looks like a better candidate. I float over top of him - still upside down in a seated position - with my head close to his. When I try to ask him, however, I can't seem to talk. I persevere and continue trying to ask the man the question - what are you thankful for? - until somehow I'm able to telepathically ask him the question. I'm afraid I'm losing control of the situation and the man will not hear me and will not answer the question. At the same time, I seem to be saying to myself, "What would be a good answer? What would be a good answer?" and suddenly in my mind I hear the response, "I'm thankful for the love of God."
I'm not sure if the man telepathically answered me, of if the answer came from my own mind, but I'm overwhelmed by the profundity of this answer. It almost seems as if this is the response that I wanted to hear, and I'm unsure but what I just thought up the answer myself.
I stand back up on my feet and awaken from the dream. I want to write down the dream so I don't forget it. I sit down and I write down the words "I'm thankful for the love of God" and am preparing to write the rest of the dream when I see my old friend Melanie (an English professor at Southern Methodist University whom I first met around 1987) walk through the room. I now realize that I'm in her house and that she is the one giving this party. I want to tell someone what I've just experienced and I think if I tell Melanie my dream right now, then I won't forget it. I start trying to tell her the dream, but she is busy with something and doesn't seem to have time at the moment to listen to the dream.
I follow her into the adjoining room where she has been laying out a table with abnormally large pieces of exotic Latin-American-looking fruit. I'm now quite hungry and am particularly drawn to some large pieces of fruit which look like grapefruit which is arranged on a multi-tiered round glass structure in the middle of the table. I ask her if I can have a piece. She responds, but I don't quite hear what she says. Nevertheless, I pick up a large piece of fruit and I and start eating it. I then follow Melanie back to the main room where I see more fruit laid out in a more customary arrangement and I wonder if I should have taken the piece from the glass structure, which now seems as if it was almost like some kind of decorative structure. I wonder if Melanie is miffed because I took that fruit. I'm going to eat it anyway, I'm so hungry.

Dream Commentary

The task of asking a dream character what they are thankful for was actually one of the tasks for November, but I didn't realize that until well after I woke up and had recorded the dream.

I've been a dreamer for as long as I can remember, and it was always something natural for me. They often feel, very, very real, and they include smells, textures, and pretty much anything you can feel in the real world.
I had my first lucid dream when I was 4 years of age, and me and my friends were astronauts in it. We were exploring the galaxy and went to the Milky Way, and there we saw cows eating stars. Just as we discovered them, our spaceship broke and we decided to go home riding the cows.
My mom woke me up when we were coming back and i wouldn't shut up about that dream the entire day. It was a great dream, and I was wondering if anyone else had a similar dream. Space is a fairly common theme in my dreams, and I'm sure someone out there is in a similar situation.

Having some difficulty piecing it all together, so it'll mainly be fragments from last night.

My parents and sister were in-town for graduation I guess. They were hurting over the fact that Gtown had blue laws on sundays, so they were willing to drive 40 minutes to a quarry town to make the purchase. We returned to the school and found a lot of students wearing special homecoming shirts.

I was physically involved with Louisa doing some intimate massaging. She made some comment that she liked it and that I was very talented. She also said she didn't want any of the complicated stuff. Twas a very pleasant fragment.

Many people were staying at the house including Jaime and Ben. I woke up and papa said that they had gone out to breakfast. I was a little pouty about them leaving without me.

Maybe I'll remember more later.
-no beer on sundays
-drive to quarry town
-get beer
-go to school
-everyone wearing shirts
-involvement with Louisa/very pleasant/she says that I'm talented/says that she doesn't want any of the complicated stuff
-people staying at the house including Jaime and Ben/ they went to get breakfast/I was pouting about that

Fragment: City Map

Somebody was showing me a map of a city built on a couple of islands. They were in fact showing me two different versions that were a couple decades apart and showing me how the city had grown over the years.

Late For Class,Forgotten PowerPoint,In my Underwear

You know, I've gotten so attuned to the "typical" dreams of being late for class, forgetting homework, and being in those sorts of embarrassing situations, that I was legitimately surprised that I didn't get lucid here.

I was running to get to my social studies class, and the bell rang. It was just down the hall, and the teacher was standing outside the class, he just sort of gave me a scolding look and went into the classroom. For some reason, my walk was real clumsy, and I sort of staggered down the hallway to the classroom.
When I got into the classroom, I noticed that I was hot. I had a jacket on over a hoodie and a t-shirt. I also had on two pairs of pants. I took off both the hoodie and the jacket. I then tried to take off one of the pairs of pants, but accidentally took off both and was in my underwear.
The teacher facepalmed appropriately and everyone in the class was laughing at me.
All of the lights were off and the projector was on (one of those digital projectors that can project a computer screen.) The teacher asked me if I had my PowerPoint ready.
"What PowerPoint?! I don't know what your talking about."
And he tells me that before break he assigned us a big project that we have to make a PowerPoint. He says I can turn it in tomorrow but if I don't I get no points in the gradebook.
The dream ended with me putting my head down onto my desk thinking about how the heck I am supposed to do this project in one night.

Lucid Dream #70: Good Practice

This was an overall good lucid dream. I liked that it felt more stable than some of my previous lucid dreams.

I feel like I just sort of get "plopped" into my school's gymnasium, and my mind was sort of blank. This was similar to the first time I was lucid dreaming, as I got to see the dream begin. So this might have been as I was entering REM sleep.
The gym was ultimately empty, and it actually seemed different than my schools gymnasium, but it sort of had the feel of my school. I stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together and decided to try out some dream control.
And let me just say that this dream felt way more vivid and stable than my last few lucid dreams.
I had no real plans, so I just wanted to have fun. I jumped, and managed to go fifteen or twenty feet into the air. But I wanted to go higher, so I focused on the metal support beams in the roof of the gym. From there, I was able to start flying in a very slow controlled way and began soaring around the gym.
A bunch of other dream characters began filtering in, but none of them familiar. There was this one boy who was also able to jump relativily high, but not fly as I was. But he kept on jumping up in-front of me, and I would hit him. It almost seemed like he was doing this on purpose. Each time I hit him, I would sort of have to hold him and lower him back to the ground slowly. I apologized and let him continue. But this was getting annoying. We eventually decided to each stick to our own sides of the gym for our activities.
I eventually stopped flying and grabbed onto one of the metal support beams. There was enough room for me to stand on a horizontal beam and hold onto a vertical beam with one of my hands. Viewing the gymnasium from the roof was a rather odd experience.
There was this floating platform that came into the gym with this girl who was trying to look all attractive for me. But for whatever reason I thought to myself that I didn't want to try sexy things with dream characters right now.
I opened a telepathic communication with her and told her that perhaps in a future lucid dream she could visit me again. But for now, no.
After that, I took off flying again, did one more circle around the gymnasium. As I started to lose the dream, I was taken into a third person view of myself flying. The view was from behind and above me, and I was flying forward, kindof like superman. But I had a long black cape and hood on, and had no way of getting a look at my dreaming self.

Side note: I've been trying to figure out what my "dream self" looks like for some artwork I've been planning on doing. Black cloak and hood is a start.

At rushcliffe gym center was prcatising on highbars, chalked up.
All the coaches were messing around, can't remember what the hype was about.
Was talking to someone who was on the highbars (matthew mcdermott?)
A female coach came over with her student, and waas waiting to go on next.
I saw them waiting, so got off and went to do something else.
Still, all the coaches were laughing and mocking each other, giggly, and i can't remember why.

Some work study we did which involved some statistics by gender was very popular / in demand, and my boss was asking me to send edited versions of it to people, edited to not include some more secret stuff. Also had to establish which password to use: not our usual one, so they could not access other stuff, and did I accidentally give them my personal password.

We were doing business with some shady character who may have been a spy, meeting in some kind of basement. My boss suggested we may have future common business opportunities, something about creating visas for crossing borders, and I questioned whether those would be official visas and whether this was legal.

Also as part of this dream my boss was not my current boss but a previous female boss. I kept editing an article for her as well, fixing the formatting of the print version.

It started off totally weird:
I'm at my former dermatologist (haven't been there in years) and I tell the aesthetican that we need to do something about my wrinkle on my forehead. For some (at this point unknown) reason I'm totally obsessed with plastic surgery and to look great. The doctor cuts me in my forehead and tells me this is the best way to make the wrinkle go. I'm totally ok with it. Suddenly I'm with my mother and she tells me we can't be late as we are flying to Florida now. It turns out we need to fly to Florida as we are looking for a wedding dress for me there - I'm getting married to D. Of course I am very excited and happy. Obviously D and me are friends again, and even better we are in love and getting married now. We arrive at an airport and my mother's bag is missing. I walk up to the TSA lady (as she's the only one in the arrival hall) and tell her about it. While she looks at our passports and tickets to figure out what happened I hear a terrible voice, almost like one of these public announcements. Don't worry about the bag or anything, nothing of all of this will happen anyway. I woke up crying.

In the second dream I was watching Nicky and David (which seemed to be one person?) in a youtube video?? It was very short and weird.

Woke up at around 7:30. Went back to bed around 8:30. Did a 20 minute meditation, felt good. My thoughts are with D and if there is anyway to save and fix the friendship. More and more I feel like I should give it a shot and ask for help in the beyond dreaming section here.