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I was in a minecraft sort of dream, where I moved to a new town on the coast and decided to make a house on the water out of old car parts. Well when nightfall came, Poseidon came out from the ocean and apparently he was really pissed and so he decided to knock our house down and eat my friends. Well that sucked, so I flew away. I flew across landscapes until I came to some beautiful mountains where gnomes lived. I settled down there with the gnomes, but then the Lorax came out from the forest, but it wasn't really the Lorax, it was like a zombie-human Lorax with blue flesh rotting off his face. Despite that, he was actually pretty cute. So we made love in the shower.

Ok, yesterday I went to bed like 1.30 and woke up 2.30. After this I dreamed that I was with my mom in my home from Spain (I lived there 8 years and moved to Argentina 4 years ago). I was eating some kind of hybrid between a pineapple and a tomato... weird. Next thing I remember is a FA. I "woke up" in my bed and a kid told me to play football with a couple of friends of him. I told him that I suck at kicking balls, but still I would play. So he took a ball and we went to a field with hundreds of persons playing ball. It wasn't a football game, they just kicked the ball over and over again, it was funny. Then I told another kid that I'm hot (It's summer where I live) so I took off a sweater and left it somewhere far from they were playing. The kid stayed with me and I realized his sweater was totally dirty. I think this is when I realized I was dreaming. I kept playing "football" with the other kids, but this time I was flying. I can't remember what happened next, but I remember I tried a stabilization technique about spinning. After a few spins I woke up, kinda dizzy, I won't try this again

Fragment 1:
This one is a little bit hazier, happened at the start of REM. I was in a school, in a giant lecture hall. The professor was acting drunk so everybody started to get up and leave. He finally gave up so I got up and left too. I went upstairs where I met one of my buddies, we were apparently part of a secret organization whose mission it was to infiltrate and reveal the mysterious happenings of this school. He told me to pretend that I was a janitor so I went into a classroom that had just ended, wearing a blue jumpsuit. I started cleaning the room, looking for information and I noticed that I was covered in ants, they were everywhere. I poured water on myself to get them off. I noticed a giant hole in the wall that they were coming through so I picked up a hose and started spraying the ants coming out. The ants just got bigger and started pushing against the water stream. They eventually broke in and I left the room. Outside, a couple of teachers were talking to each other about how horrible their teaching conditions are. I listened from around a corner. That's the last part I remember.

Fragment 2:

I was in the living room with a bunch of friends, just talking. One of those friends just happened to be Hayden Panettiere and another was this beautiful blonde girl. I became spontaneously lucid. The beautiful blonde girl was flirting with some guy so I moved him away from her with my mind and touched his face, transforming it into something much less appealing. Everybody started to leave and I told the two girls to each go to separate rooms and that I would get to both of them. I went to the beautiful blonde girl's room first and we started making out. After a little foreplay, she took off her clothes and I felt her pussy. The dream started to get blurry, so I stabilized (ommmm). She instantly turned into a little cat. Damnit. I tried to visualize her turning back into a human, didn't work and the dream started to destabilize again so I stopped.

I decided to go to Hayden's room, but there was nobody there. Just two open windows. I said to the dream, Hayden Panettiere come here! Nothing, so I went outside and my sister was there holding a platter of salmon. She said that her friend worked at a storage house for the best salmon in the world. I tasted it and it was amazing, definitely better than any salmon I've ever had. Focusing too much on the amazing taste started to destabilize the dream, so I stabilized again. I went back inside, looked out the window and said again to the dream, Hayden Panettiere come here! I saw her driving towards the house in a purple SUV. She drove on the lawn, got out of the car, came towards the window and started coming inside. I had the split second thought of oh man, is she going to turn into a cat too? She didn't have time to because I woke up.

Fragment 3:
I was at a barbeque at a worn-down park. I became spontaneously lucid again while talking to a gorgeous thai girl from high school. I made a little piece of grass fly through the air, then I thought that it might be interesting to eat something again. I saw two options, a big pile of poop or some grass. I chose to eat the grass and it tasted just like grass too, not too exciting. I started kissing the girl from high school. She took off her shirt and pants and I started to finger her. Dream got blurry, so I had to stabilize. We got up on a car and started having sex with her on top, while I played with her pussy. My dick fell out and wouldn't fit back in, it was too big for some reason. I tried to get it back in for awhile but it just wouldn't fit, then the dream ended and I started to wake up. I DEILD'd back in.

Dream 1:
I was in a dorm and I was determined to get some sort of satisfactory experience. I looked around for a cute girl and found one room with a sign outside that said guy and girl. I made the door burst open with my mind and I took control of the guy. I made him leave and I started to undress the girl. She said to me, "No, don't do it I'm a guy!" I refused to believe her being that she was so cute and I really wanted her to be a girl, but sure enough her penis was larger than mine. I tried to turn it into a vagina, but it wouldn't work, then the dream ended again. I DEILD'd back in once more.

Dream 2:
This time, I was in a sunroom, looking at someone's backyard. A bunch of people came into the backyard with liquor and food, laughing. I opened the screendoor with my mind and went outside to join them. Dream already was getting blurry and I could feel adrenaline, signifying the end of my REM cycle so I stabilized by rubbing my hands together and looking around. I asked the people what they were doing here, they all said, "Orgy!" I thought, yes....finally!!!! One of the girls bent over a table and pulled down her pants for me. She looked just like a super model, but she was a little too skinny for me, oh well. We started having sex and I looked around for a pie that I saw someone lay down earlier, but I couldn't see it. I saw one girl holding a green apple and I told her to give it to me, but she wouldn't. I made it fly to me and she told me, "I can't give you the apple, I already ate it.." What a dirty little liar. I took a big bite of the apple and it tasted very bland. I took another bite anyways. Dream got blurry again and I tried to stabilize, didn't work this time. Dream ended and I woke up.

~My house was completely underwater. I still lived in it. One day, me and my sister swam for what seemed like hours, and everything was colorful and beautiful. There were big tubes of all different colors in certain locations that you could swim through to get to another room, or outside. Our entire property was underwater: about seven acres. I remember becoming a little nervous, because I had the feeling we were both going to be late for school, and I was afraid we were going to forget to come up for air every once and a while. I went off on my own for a while, and when I swam back into my living room, I find my sister sleeping on the couch. I woke her up so she could go outside and get some air at the surface. The entire dream was very realistic and beautiful.


~It started off as a nightmare, where I was a baby and my mom was playing these 'games' with me and the guests in our house. The games mostly consisted of me being thrown from one end of the room to the other. I was completely helpless, so it was actually pretty scary. After a while of this, I decided just to stand up. When I did, I was back in my 17 year old body. I walked up to my mother and told her "You can't do this to me anymore, I am 17." She stared at me for a moment, then she went and got a little machine that looked like a mini guitar amp and pressed it against my chest. It beeped and showed a number, i think it was 42. THis apparently was some sort of baby detector, because she said plainly, "You're a baby." Horribly enough, I suggested she would just play these games with my little brother or sister to take the pressure off of myself. We were walking upstairs, i think for her to decide who she wants to choose, and I was wishing i could just escape. Then, without a reality check, I simply just remembered I was dreaming and ran upstairs for a window. Mom opens the window for me, not sure why, and i try to climb out. I got a little stuck, and got a terrible feeling that my mom was holding me back. Then, I remembered this feeling is just my own subconscious, and pushed through. I soared through the clear sky for a while, It was exhilarating and wonderful, as flying would be. I closed my eyes and counted to ten, and decided when I woke up, I would be someplace else. When I opened, I was in the dark bedroom of a guy I used to be in love with (i dont use that term lightly) . He was sleeping. I crawled on the floor and into his bed... which is when I experienced a false awakening :/ I woke up in my own bed, sitting up straight. I layed back down and closed my eyes, which is where I actually woke up.

I was at this one airplane school and then I heard something about a president in high school somewhere.
I decided to sneak out of it and go to the school. I entered the school. climbed a whole bunch of stairs for some reason and then finally got to meet this president. It was My Ceramics teacher from highschool.
After it was al over, met a couple of friends on the way back.
They were all saying things like "Hey man, what happened to you at Junior year?"
What do they mean what happened? "What do you mean?"
they said something and then I told them all lies about me just to get them of my back because I really didn't know what happened.
I went down stairs then I woke up.

Morning of December 26, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, I am in an unfamiliar garage in Wisconsin, it seems, although my wife Zsuzsanna is with me. There is a tall, thin stack of smaller boxes of books that falls over without causing any damage. We seem to be moving a few things around. I notice a heavyset man staring at me from the opening to the garage (the opening apparently to the east). He walks into the garage and stares at me intently, looking into my eyes.

“Why are you an alien?” he says in a way almost implying cross-examination. He seems to have a special gift to see the “different wiring” within my physical nature and brain design - something people usually seem to sense but do not comment on, or maybe they recognize that I am only pretending to understand what people are saying to avoid confrontation.

“Because I am not you and am not like you,” I say calmly, but in a slightly patronizing way. I do not like him at all and do not look away from his intense and unduly patronizing gaze. He seems to be of the conspiracy-theorist “everything is doom or devils or aliens” mentality; the type who spends time considering all manner of fictional systems and completely unfeasible potential of the countless fraudulent “lunatic fringe” websites. (I recall a small plastic “device” from a New Age magazine years ago which I got just to see what it really was. It was supposedly designed to improve health by having some sort of “protective field” move out from the wearer’s body. When I took it apart, I saw that all it was was a small circuit-board in which the sole function was to make the small light flash on and off. Hilariously stupid.)

The chubby unknown male soon attacks me physically but I grab him and stretch him out somehow until all that is left of him is his belt. I go to the garage entrance and throw this belt out into the alley as two girls are walking by, heading north (I believe we are at the north-side of La Crosse). He somehow screams for help (as a belt, but changing form a bit, including a brief period as a rattlesnake) but they do not notice. Eventually, he is able to “regenerate” himself, but is more overweight than before and dressed in mismatched clothes, some of them women’s clothes - in about three layers. He is also wearing a periwig and starts yelling about aliens again, while shaking a golf club at me. I also notice, at this point, he is about a foot shorter than before.

I tell him sternly and very seriously, “the fact that people like you are allowed to run around promoting false systems and false ideologies and leading other people astray is proof enough that humans are not fit to occupy this planet”. (By that, I seem to be perhaps illogically inferring that both the con artists and the victims are “unfit”.) From here I wake.

12.26.13

Last night bed 1:08 - 7:46

I'm in a south american country, maybe peru. I'm on a dusty hill with just a few shrubs. On the bottom are few houses, leaning onto the steep slope. One seems like a small local restaurant. (that day watched episode of Bizarre foods, where they were joking about eating half digested small fish from larger fishe's stomach) There is a throw up on the ground and I'm pulling a garden hose closer to hose it off.

I'm standing up high on the retaining wall and chasing dirty water into the canal grates. Somebody is picking through it, and I have a feeling that's the host from Bizarre foods. We are about to leave, so this is a last thing before I leave. But first I have to shut down the water. So I walk on the hill slope to the nearby baseball field (watched episode of Modern Family that night, in which Carol built a baseball field out of the dusty, only few shrubs vacant lot).

I get down to the dugout to look for pipes to shut the water off. I find someone else to help me figure out the correct wheel to turn.

Now we are on a local bus, either ready to leave, or already on the road. But we are stopped now and gunman with kalashnikov's are boarding. I have a feeling now that we are still in Peru, but also in Afrika, because of the looks of the gunman.

Just before they boarded, someone on the adjacent seat is showing someone his machine gun. I recognize it immediately. It's Berrett M60 and I say so, as I admire it. I pick it up and and check it out. I notice, that my hands are unsteady because of it's weight and I realize I would need to use a bipod to shoot it effectively. http://www.allmilitaryweapons.com/20...ult-rifle.html

Someone else has another assault rifle. When these gunman are about to board, I switch seats and sit down next to the guy with assault rifle. It's wraped in a t-shirt and I'm urging him to pull it out and shoot the gunman. But he is scared.

I return to my seat. As the gunman walk through the front door of the bus, I sense danger. These are types of people, that will smack you in your face with a rifle butt without any reason. So I raise my hands and lock them behind my head. I bow my head down slightly to show them I'm no threat to them, and to avoid direct eye contact. I'm not scared, I know I will be ok.

They walk past me and I watch them in a rear view mirror pull a young african girl out of her seat. I know exactly why and I wonder if same will happen to me. One of the gunman stands behind me and starts to feel me up, if I'm worth taking.

Then I see the guy with a machine gun running away from the bus, down the dusty hill, to escape. I yell at him to wait for me.

Now I'm in some kind of a fox-hole with others. I'm looking at my assault rifle. It's very modern, all black composite materials. The barrel has deep ridges. It also has a short scope. I look through it and I can't see anything. So I look at the scope and it has a slot end cap. I like it, it means I can still see through it, but the sun reflection from the glass will not give away my position. But now it's all closed so I turn the small lever to open it. Just in time, because we are being overrun. I raise it up and start firing single shots. Every one of them hits the taget. Attackers are falling down left and right. Some of them outflank us and start lobbing granades. I pick them up and lob them back. No real sense of danger.

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Date: 21 Dec

Natural wake: 100mg Gingko

Wbtb: 60 mg caffeine, latte

As I am staying still, relaxing, I get the familiar sense of gentle tingling or whatever, but change positions too often to allow it to deepen and possibly feel my dream body detach.

I partially recall zooming in on the beard (barely grown) of someone I know and having some thoughts about it, but was quickly pulled out of the dreamlet.

In the beginning before the wild, I vaguely recall experiencing similar physical sensations of someone trying to interact with me, but ignored them to fall asleep.

Mini-wild: I finally find myself in a dream, looking at this guy I know, there's another DC next to him as well. I try to engage in the dream, so place my hand on his head and touch the fence. This is on the street of my current place. It's quite dark and I carefully try to move, but my head is slightly constrained and I have some sort of tunnel vision (not sure if seeing with one eye or two). I manage to turn around and think about moving with super speed. Without much effort my body speeds up towards the end of the street, I take a turn and continue moving super fast on the next street. The dream quality is still bad, dark and my speed moving makes me see lots of people and items quickly coming in and out of sight. I slow down to contemplate on my goals, whereby I try to remember the exact sequence of things I wanted to do. Just as I remember, the dream falls apart and I find myself back in bed.

I am back in my real bed, aware of the true and exact position of my body, yet at the same time, I have the very physical sensation of someone touching me, trying to wake me up. I think this person also said something. The whole thing is super realistic and I begin to wonder if someone is really trying to wake me up. I ignore what's happening, but the physical feeling of there being someone and wake shaking me persists. I feel creeped out and turn over then it disappears.

Too awake now to continue sleeping.

Date: 19 Dec

Natural wake:500 mg ginseng

Wbtb: 22 mg caffeine

LD: We are four guys in some city in the past like the 30-50s in the winter. It feels as if we belong to a gangster organization or so and have just walked away from this store where we got some expensive long winter coats, mine was grey, the other guy's white, without paying. A group of other men is standing nearby, ready to come after us.

I become lucid but decide to play along (didn't check on my body if I was still a guy) and allow them to go after us and get the gang to start running. The bad guys slowly start coming in our direction, while we are discussing how to escape. I see a large city river running between the buildings and decide I will use it as a quick way out. My companions are a bit unsure of this, but they follow me as I go ahead with the idea I have in mind. Not quite sure if it will work, but it does. Just as I wanted, the surface of the river freezes and we get on the ice, gliding forward for couple of seconds, then walking and running. I turn back to check on the bad guys, they still seem to be in the distance. I try to manipulate the thought of where they will be. Yet, since they only seem to exist when I turn back, they are at a random distance each time. From what I can remember, the river turns into a melting snow street, I feel the dream destabilizing and try to control my speed. At some point I am running very fast, but it feels really weird as I don't feel my body the same way, whatever.

I lose track of some of my companions, then I remember I wanted to summon a horse (or raindeer) and this will be the perfect opportunity to use it to to ride faster than the chasers. Not sure how to proceed about this since I am still running, I pretend that I am already on a horse and feel as if I am riding it. The guy from our group in front of me is now riding a horse and I get the feeling that I am too. This whole thing is happening too fast for me to notice what's below, my vision is shaking from the movement and I look to the side to see if I am at a higher distance from the ground and I am. It feels as if I am riding a horse, but I am sure that there's no horse. Oh, well.

We soon reach the end of the road, get inside ? At this point the dream is quite unstable and things change a lot. I still check if the chasers are after us, and of course they are. Trying to use my eyes to spot the best place to go, I look for a place that looks more appealing. Some sort of flooded sewer, no. I just want a place where the dream continues on the street. As I look around everything closes and becomes dead end. Oops. I wonder what to do, contemplating a phase if things get too heated up and but turn around and decide to face them. The chasers are now here (since I kept thinking about them) and this guy carrying a large spiked club is getting closer. At this point, I conclude I went way too far with this "game" and mentally prepare being hit with the club. Then I remember that CL didn't feel any pain in a recent dream and maybe nothing will happen after all. The guy swings at me, but indeed nothing happens, did he even hit me?

I decide the moment is good to practice some kung fu. Another attacker approaches and we get into a struggle, but he's too hard to move initially. I still manage to throw him on the ground 2 times yet he doesn't seem to be hurt. I get distracted by thoughts and leave him standing, contemplating how are we (there is no we, but I still follow the scenario) going to deal with the bad guys. As soon as I think about us, my companions are back, but different DCs, we are five now, with a female classmate of mine being part of the team. Each of us will deal with each of them (they are four). Now there's this completely different DC attacker and I start getting a completely different idea of how to deal with him, we can seduce him with my classmate. This thought is enough and he is no longer menacing and I have other things on my mind. At this point and probably for the best, the dream ends.

Background info: I used to be so addicted to orchids as a hobby that I acquired too many. Once my interest in the hobby waned, I was left with too many plants, a maintenance burden, and yet a reluctance to let go. My mother gave me another orchid for Christmas and a dear friend also gave me another orchid. So now I have too many plus two new ones.

In my dream I discovered that one of the new orchid plants had vines growing around it that I had not noticed before. The vines were choking it, and then I noticed that they were also embedded inside the orchid plant, so a parasite that could not be removed and would kill the plant. In addition I discovered that there were ugly disgusting white bugs in the box of the orchid. the orchids do not have such boxes in reality, but in the dream there was a cardboard box / case around the orchid plant, and when one pried open the cardboard box, there were those disgusting bugs, and I just knew they would eat the orchids, and then I saw they were everywhere in all my orchids, had spread from the new ones. I would loose all my orchids because of one of the new ones.

I remember when I woke up there was also a memory of another dream, but now it is gone.

Soo happy - pure DILD without WBTB - I recognized being at my childhood home with my mother.
Did RC - and actually I have been thinking, that my fingers being not countable might be pure expectation - since in the past I had just seen my hands normally.
And so it was - counted 5 fingers on each hand - I knew somehow I was dreaming anyway, though - and convinced myself with nose-plug.
I stabilized with handrubbing and with turning around slowly.
I had read, that the spinning, which is meant to stabilize should be done slowly.
And it worked - seems my brain produced ever clearer surroundings by me relatively slowly turning around and taking it all in.

I did this twice more in that dream, and found it a real help with sub-optimal optics.
I mostly did have suboptimal optics - but could freshen them up like this.
This time I started out with remembering, what my goals were.
And they were step two for comp. - basic summoning, and then I wanted transformation in that arctic wolf.
But the snowman also came to my mind.

So I started by imagining a necklace a bit like the one from my last lucid in a drawer.
It wasn´t in though - but a chaotic assortment of socks and gloves and folding umbrellas.

So I tried it with the door of the house - really convincing myself, that a certain friend of mine would stand on the other side.
I hope it counts, that another guy stood behind that door??

So then I went out - left that guy standing - he wasn´t overly animated anyway - and went out.
Flew around a bit - looking for snow - and it worked again, that from seeing something white - I was able to transform the landscape a bit in the difference into a winter-scene with thick snow lying on the ground.
No need to let it snow.
On the way - twice a DC wanted to lure me into doing something else - but I told them, I had no time.
Then I tried to transform into an arctic wolf.
The only thing I managed was feeling white hair growing from my body everywhere - and that took ages - somehow I gave up - thinking - common - December almost through - do at least that snowman.

And I did - a small one - maybe 40 cm all in all - but from real snow, and this time I had some stones and branches for a face and it looked nice and friendly.
Then I animated it - that was quite easy - I just pretended it was a dancing decoration snowman already - and it started dancing - it had two snow-ball feet (not from me..) and hopped from one to the other to a melody which he somehow caused himself.

Very happy with the achievement - I woke up.
Probably somehow on purpose - having thought, I had done all there was to do in that LD.
Weell - I don´t regret it.

One normal dream:

Something I have dreamt before - I had finished school already - and had gotten a good mark overall - but suddenly this was not enough for some reason and I had to do the last class again.
With younger classmates - some people I knew from real life, who were much younger than me.
I was angry and not motivated and didn´t attend most classes - being on the lake instead etc. - not accepting this sort of.
But when I had to attend - I suddenly wasn´t able to follow the proceedings - and got more pissed off, they made me do it again.
There was a bit more, which I want to leave out - also not nice.
In the end I got thrown out, because of misdemeanor - and it was unclear if I could go to university with what I got.
Dream ended before I could find that out.
I wonder, why so many dreams go about school and old friends from school - and comparatively much less with my actual recent friends and my husband, with whom I really spend time - also older jobs are not represented accordingly..?

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00:00 Thursday 2013-12-26 comp #16 night #14

00:17 bedtime cup of peppermint (two bags) and St. John's Wort tea (tea big teaspoons)

01:11 long discussion at bedtime, felt very awake, took 3mg melatonin to prevent sleepless night, in retrospect it might have been better to be awake for a while but get some dreams , but I also wanted to "reset" my going to bed time to midnight.

07:45 alarm, up for breakfast duty, no recall, melatonin really zonked me out

09:06 BTB

09:40 phone call, important business matter, had to do some printing and scanning, was almost asleep or asleep, took a while to get there since I was wide awake at the BTB time.

10:27 BTB... I do NOT accept a night without any dreams! Lots of dreamlets/HI. I saw my backpack and the view from the bed out into the corridor very clearly. This one seemed to last for a long while. I did a motionless RC but it indicated awake.

11:47

1) baseball game. I'm in the close outfield just behind 2nd base. A ball is hit and runners are running around the bases. I see a base runner who has rounded 2nd base falling back to 2nd. The runner is naked and he has a giant huge flappy stomach. I'm amazed that that guy can run bases at all he's so fat. He stands up and he's so big with his arms on the ground and his feet in back of him that I think he looks like a centaur. Then he fully stands up and he IS a centaur. He has the face of a famous fat actor and his chest is very hairy with red/brown hair.

2) leaky house & GF
I'm in a big very tall ceilinged old leaky house with lots of sleeping lofts. It is raining outside and the rain is dripping everywhere onto people's beds. I hear the rain pouring into a cooking pot and filling it up that someone has put on their bed. I think my cousin's bed is going to be very wet, he won't want to sleep there. I see damp beddings on the beds. I pick up the pot to empty it. I walk past one bed with a girl sleeping in it on her right side, dark hair, pretty face, light skin, I see her shoulder/top of her chest, she's piled deeply under many feet of blankets, she is the girlfriend of the guy in whose bed she's sleeping.

I stand next to another bed, I'm half-way through taking off my shirt over my head, when my college GF (D.B.) appears and says sarcastically "wow, is that your (celebration?) outfit?", I know I look dishevelled, my hair is a mess. I say "I know I look....'attractive' right now" (being ironic), "but I'd really like to lie with you for a while here, can I?" She says yes of course and comes into my arms. Her bed is right in the open area, my bed is up above in a much more private area, I think of asking her to come up there because it's much more private.

Some workers are moving through the area, moving large objects, the objects are banging into the sleepers lightly.

F1) a big house is a huge toy house model, I see the model a few feet away from me. I know someone is in the garden there.

Woke up, unknown time, attempted WILD. Worked, was in a locker room or something (did RC, only 4 fingers). Dream Fragmented. In some gym, stuck sitting between twins that were 8th grade girls. Talked about.. bronies? Other people started sitting. Woke up, was lucid beginning of dream then went semi-lucid btw. I could never spawn anything and stuff, though.

Next LD, using DEILD. Was in living room, people were there. Family? woke up.

I did it guys, it was weird when doing WILD. I was drifting asleep, trying to hit REM.

But nope, as soon as I hit REM my body vibrated and next thing I know, I open my eyes and BOOM.
Lucid.

#255 - DEILD - 6:01AM

I remember a lucid fragment before this dream...

I tranform into a werewolf howling and growling. I feel tall and massive but I feel unconvinced that look the part. I roar at a dull faced, bored-looking man in a beard blocking my path. He doesn't seem convinced either. I am fooled by and FA and try to enter the dream in my DJ. After, typing a lot of words, the app doesn't look right and I worry that I may be dreaming. I feel overwhelmed. I remember no more of this dream.

I DEILD from another non lucid dream. I get vibes again but this time I don't feel like fighting to start the dream. I relax and begin to float around. Peaceful, relaxing piano music begins to play. I smile and make swimming motions as I listen. I think this is the soundtrack I may be looking for for a project I am thinking about. The piano music become over-layed with a tranquil synthesized sound. The effect is nice.

Suddenly, I feel danger and fear. My Spidey sense tells me there is something stalking me void. I make fast swimming motions and just as suddenly, the danger passes. The music never stops and I resume my relaxation.

Then out of nowhere, I see that I am floating by the large mirror in the living room. I quickly, reach out and take it off the wall. Doing so causes me to float down to the floor. for fun, I decide to look at my reflection as I walk toward the front door. To my horror the person in the mirror is a smeared, disfigured version of me. He looks like he is silently screaming as if in great pain. The sight of this confuses me and creates an unpleasant and nameless emotion. I drop the mirror, shake it off, and move outside expecting snow.

I see there is a little snow on ground and go for the Snowman TOTM. I gather up enough snow to make a small base. As I do, I still have Santa on my mind and decide to call out for him. Of course, there is no answer and the crazy hill-billy from the previous dream doesn't come to mind. Once I am done with the base, a large snowball rolls by. It's looks like a nice size for a midsection. I grab it without much thought to where it came from, slap it on, and then make a head. When I'm done, I step back and notice how small the snowman is. It's about two to three feet. I try to pinch and zoom motions as if on a touch screen. The snowman wobbles, stretches a bit but returns to it's original size. Then, the consistency of the snow becomes something like dry play-dough and cotton. The snowman begins to crumble and I try to hastily pack it back together, but to no avail. I decide it's no longer worth wasting my time and walk away.

I decide I would like to chat with a DC for whatever amount of dream time I may have. I shout out asking if anyone was around to talk to. There is no answer. I wake up.