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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.

#254 - 04:53 AM - DEILD

I DEILD from a non lucid dream and slowly vibes start up. I become excited but quickly push that away and just focus on the vibes for a moment.

I get up blind. I have to open my dream eyes and its a little difficult at first. Slowly I begin to see and I focus on an object. I am in some extra fancy remodelled version of my house. I set outside into daylight. There is a redbrick patio garden with iron chairs and table. I recognize my old friend Jackie sitting there looking at me. I shout out her name in surprise but walk past interested.

I am thrown back into an FA with vibes again. This time when I get up and open my dream eyes it feel slightly painful like my eyes are glued shut. I manage to open them regardless but see moonlight projected on my bedroom wall. I quickly close them afraid I was opening my physical eyes. I focus on seeing on the back of my eyelids as I make my way outside.

Now that I am out, I see that It's dark now. I walk into my yard, remembering my task to jack Santa's sleigh. I yell out for him and get a reply. However, it sounds like a half crazy hill-billy speaking gibberish. It seems like the voice came from a small wooden shack across the street, but I am pretty sure this isn't Santa so decide to ignore him.

Still looking for Santa, I fly up hoping to see his sleigh. It's slow going and I realize I am only halfway up the height of the tree in my front yard. I summon a jetpack hoping this will help. I push a button on the extension in front of me and hear the roar as I imagine myself projected forward. Unfortunately, I soon realize that I am barely making my way across the yard. I try for more height but I feel block like some invisible ceiling is above me. I feel the dream destabilizing and my vision going dark so I decide to land.

I end up in the shack across the street and I begin rummaging through tools for stability. It doesn't help and I soon find myself in the void. I begin to believe that I am waking up but check myself. I do a nose plug and blow clean. Not willing to give up, I look for my hands and rub. In a few seconds my vision returns and I am standing outside the shack and in the street. There is an old 80's model black hatchback sitting idle. I ask the driver for a ride and the back door pops open. I start to get in and notice there are no occupants in the car. I say out loud, "Oh hell no. I'm getting in the front. I'm driving." Now, the front driver side door pops open in submission.

When I get in, I notice and old dirty, musty smell and wonder how old this car really is. I decide to give up on Santa, but what now? China! I begin driving and the sun emerges to full noon. The neighbourhood blurs past as I drive a fast as I can. Suddenly the road ends and there’s a chain-link fence. I see a concrete barrier and a river beyond. I tell the dream that this is the border between China and the US. I pull up on the steering wheel and the car pops over the river. I tell the dream that I am now in China and I look around expecting to see things that look like China. But the dream was stubborn and instead U.S. flags begin to sprout out of the asphalt and concrete. Refusing to give in, I start thinking more about China and I begin to hear some man speak unconvincing Chinese. It's all I have so I focus on it but at that moment, I wake up.

so I came across this site looking for information ,and I was wondering if you guys could help. when I was in about the third grade I found out the man who had been raising me wasn't my father. when I was 13 we got ahold of him and I started to get to know him. a couple years later we had a falling out and haven't spoken. Recently I had a dream that was super vivid. I was sitting on my grandmas porch and a man in an army suit came up to me and told me he was my brother and started talking to me about my father. I started crying and ranting to him and he started holding me and saying he was disappointed in the father he was to me. I woke up to my bedroom door slamming really hard, and I yelled because I thought I might have been my sister but when I turned the light on she was in her bed sleeping . I was telling my mother about my dream and she told me before my older sister was born my father lost a son. I did not know this , as far as I knew I had an older sister only. I described the man in my dream and my mom laughed and said my father was married to a woman who fit a lot of my descriptions. (the woman who lost the son) I was wondering if anyone could help me find any answers to what could be going on.
-Thank you

Santa sandman was a good man this year. After not having any lucids for a few months I get a bunch in one day so happy.The last two were during a nap a took after being awake for about 7 hours.


Flying fun:
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I am kind of skate boarding down a street when I do a jump. I am high in the sky wondering how I am going to land without hurting myself. I get giddy and say to my self I am dreaming and drop the thing I was using to skate board with. At first I try to land, but remember about the advanced flying and fly into space. When I get there I expect to see the moon but all I see are colored orbs,I call these planets and dodge the first of them. Then I quickly make a game out of trying to collect everyone. I get excited having fun and soon wake
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No Gifts For Me
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I quickly fall back asleep and tell my self to do a rc. Getting out of the bed. I walk to the door and do a nose plug rc. I am happy I am having another lucid. I open the door and think about what I want to do now and remember the totm basic and set out to find a dc and ask for a gift. I walk down stars and stop at the front door for a minuet thinking about leaving to find a dc but think no one would be around. So I walk into the living room to find hubs on the couch. I ask him if I can open one of my gifts early. He tells me no he was never one of those people who stay up until midnight on Christmas eve to open one gift. I try to convince him to let me open one and soon wake with a cat on my chest.
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Running
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After about 30 minutes of petting my cat I am allowed to fall back asleep. Before I roll over in bed I tell my self to do a rc because I am dreaming. Of course I do the nose plug, but I can not quite get my fingers on my nose so I switch to the hand rc and count my fingers. At first there is only 5 but as I count the 3rd finger more start to show up. I get excited again but tell my self to calm down before I wake. When I exit the room again I try to remember another task. I deiced to try and get a gift from a dc again. As I am walking down the stairs I get excited again that I am dreaming in the new home. When I get to the bottom hubs calls out to me from the living room. I tell him not to worry about what I am doing because I am dreaming. I open the front door and walk out amazed to see I bunch of people camped out in the field. I love this and deiced to walk up to one and ask them for a gift. At first the male dc it confused then say oh yah I do have these to give you from a friend. He hands me three stacked round tins. The top one has what I assume is my name and look at the label, it says it is dark chocolate covered something. I try to open the tin but end up squishing it. I wonder if this is enough to say I complete the task and soon forget the totm. I turn to leave this group but get an idea. I turn back to the male dc I asked the gifts for. I ask him if he knows a person named U. He asks me why I am looking for him. I tell him no reason just wanted to meet him. I then ask if he knows M he gets up set about this a tries to dismiss me by walking away. I call after him what about A do you know her? Now most of the people in the camp are getting worried and trying to leave. I lost lucidity here. I follow the male dc I was talking to with another female dc by my side he calls over his shoulder to stop following him. I tell him not until her answers my questions and tells me where they are. We look to the side of this dirt mountain we are walking on to see some cars come racing to a stop. I get the dream knowledge these please are after me. So I turn and run telling the others to follow me I know a way out. Somehow I run into a building and find some stairs and start running down them as fast as I can. When I finally get to the bottom I exit out into an office lobby. I know this lobby from one of my other dreams. Before I can do anything else I wake.
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During my nap ---

Trying For Points
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I am following a boy dc through the dream. Some relative is taking him on a road trip as they move somewhere I can not remember the name of the state. The male dc is driving really fast down a narrow windy road which has ice on it now. I am in the back seat hoping we do not slide off the road into a lake on the side. As I am thinking this I can feel the car start to slid more and more with each turn., soon we slid off the road. I brace my self before we hit the water, but we never do. I tell my self this isn't right and try to do the nose pinch rc but it does not quite work like most always so I switch to the finger rc. At first I am only seeing 5 fingers, but notice a 6th I have not been counting. As soon as I become lucid I think I wake, but it is a fa. I hear some strange noise in the background and in the dream I place it as my alarm going off to get up. I ignore it and try not to wake up moving to the door thinking about grabbing some more quick points for the comp, but all I can think about is interacting with a dc. I tell my self I will see hubs when I open the door for a dc to interact with. Hubs is there on the other side asking about the noise. I tell him it is my alarm in RL going off to wake me up and not to worry about it. I am trying to grab some quick points then I will wake up. I move fast to the front door and open it, but wake after stepping out into another fa. I pick up my phone and try to turn off the alarm, but it is on the screen for text messages. I look at them to see the words are upside down and backwards. I can read something about me texting with hubs about being sorry and stupid, but do not remember the exact syn text of it all. I walk out of the room and run into hubs and tell him thank you for turning off my alarm for me and I think I tell him about my dream but do not remember what else we talk about. I soon wake.
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Dream Partner
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I wake and roll over looking at the clock it is still 30 minutes before I have to get up so I lay back down. I move into the dream and tell my self to do a rc so I get up out of bed and look at my hands. I have about 8 fingers on my hand making it look like a fan. I get happy and shake my hand and look at it again now I have 3 fat fingers. I laugh to my self and move to the door of the room. I walk down a long hallway which ends in a square room by the front of the house. I see a woman of African decent standing with her back to a window looking outside onto a busy street. There is what looks to be stairs to her right, it could also just be a decoration of some sort though. I walk up to her and she says awe so you are my dreaming partner. I get upset about this and start to pound a small flower earring on the stair thing saying you can't be my dreaming partner I don't want you to be my dreaming partner. She asks why not. I look out the window and see a old Chinese man walking down the street and point to him saying that is why not. In my head I am thinking she will find him frightening as I think she is afraid of every thing. She gives me a weird look and say whats with her to a lady now standing behind me. She is an older Chinese looking woman, she beckons me over to her. At this point I lose lucidity. She tells me not to worry because I am a nephim. And I will survive as my whole line has and the dream launches into a brown black and white color to show a woman running down a mountain with an army chasing her. The scene is narrated and I am told she is the first and kept her name when married and made she all her descents did the same since we are a proud people. The dream soon fades and I wake.
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I am really bummed I did not ask the DC (who told me she was my dreaming partner her name)

December 24

Bed time 22 PM

WBTB 3 AM. I remembered two fragments: the first was about my friend who caught a flu and the second was about David Duchovny being a guest in some TV series.
I then took 4 mg galantamine and went back to bed

4: 50 AM I woke up from an epic journey. I remained stunned for a few minutes.

The dream started with a false awakening, although I couldn't realize it. I woke up because someone was grabbing and pinching me. Nervously i got up and went to check my phone. It began to glitch. My phone started showing some old message conversations with people I knew long time ago. I decided to go to kitchen. My mom is there. She is making coffee. On the counter I saw a Snickers. I was going to eat that for breakfast.
-I don't feel right, something strange is happening to me. -I told my mom.
-Don't be silly. -she replied and continued to twist in a kitchen.
I went to take something to put on. I opened a drawer and took a shirt. As I tried to close the drawer it stuck in the middle. I couldn't close it. I went back to kitchen to announce that the drawer doesn't close. My mom went to check it. She tried to close it and succeeded from the first time.
-What a scatterbrain... -she mumbled.
"That's strange" i thought. I checked what time was that. It was 8:52. I had to be at the bus station at 8:50 to arrive at the university for the first lecture. The first lecture was Psychology. As I couldn't make to the bus on time, I decided to pass the first lecture. I felt kind of drowsy. I felt like drunk + smoked out + tired. I started to wonder what the fuck is wrong with that drawer? Tried to open and close it again. Everything is okay. However, I always got feeling that something is wrong. The atmosphere was Matrix'ish or Inception'ish - everything is okay, but sometimes little glitches happen which make you doubt whether this is real world... AND I DIDN'T realize I WAS DREAMING. STUPID ME!


Then really weird shit happened. Some kind of dark angel appeared in front of me. It looked like that angel from Digimons, only it was black. It was female and very tall. With confidence I went to my Mom and asked:
-How would you explain that a fucking black angel is in our home?
-Look, what is wrong with you? Do you use drugs or something? -she asked.
I crumpled on the floor in disbelief that my Mother talks to me like this, that she doesn't believe me and can't help me... As I was sitting on the floor i saw the black angel becoming bigger and angrier. Her smile became evil and she laughed at me. I looked up at her and somehow it popped to my head that she feeds on my emotions. I got up, smiled and tried not to be sad. I tried not to care about "my mom not believing me" situation. And voila! The black angel became smaller and normal looking again.

She came closer to me, kneel down and showed me a silver pendant. I recognized an eye of Horus in that. Although it was more complex. The pendant was lying on the palm of the dark angel. Her palm was burnt out with that symbol. Her hand was dirty and the skin was coarse. I remember her hand in very great detail.
-One, who has this pendant, lives forever. -she said quietly, -I live the fourth time already. -added the angel. She told me she will wait me in the church and disappeared... I was thinking "damn..I am definitely not drugged or something, I am sober, I guess every in-some-way-spiritual person begins to see something more than normal people. This angel will be like my imaginative friend, or maybe my guide...."


I am at the church. There is a huge castle model inside. I see mini soldiers participating in the castle siege. Like in a video game, they survive an enemy wave and then goof around shooting team mates. It was strange because some soldiers used very modern machine guns. I saw empty golden rounds all around. My attention was caught by a lady in black. That's her! The black angel! She has changed her clothes. She was wearing a shiny tight corset expressing her waist and breasts. She didn't wear a mask. I saw her face. She had long dark hair. The black angel was beautiful and sexy but somehow not my type.

A thought came to my head: "I don't know...I don't know why I came to the church, I don't know who that black angel is. I must be careful. I can't trust her so bluntly. What if she is a demon?" I was watching her and made a cross sign with my fingers in my pocket. "If she's a demon, that should generate some reaction from her." However she didn't even looked once to my side. I saw how she pulled out her Iphone and began to talk with someone.

There was a little boar on the floor. It looked interesting. The boar was size of a foot. I came close to it and that little bastard suddenly jumped on my arm and bit me. The boar toothed to my sleeve and didn't let go. I was trying to shake it off - no luck. I started running around and shaking my hand to get rid of it. I tried to get the boar off with my other hand, but then he would stick to that hand too! Finally I found a way how to get rid of it. " I need to make a double shake off." When the boar toothed to my sleeve I grabbed it with my other hand and immediately shook it off the floor. That fury bastard didn't give up. He was running after me. And he was faster! He jumped and got his teeth in my ass. I screamed out of pain and woke up! I felt a real sting in my ass for a few seconds

I took noted about this dream and went back to bed.

8:50. Remembered one fragment about me being the only white guy in a group.
Also remembered one dream about me participating in a beatbox battle, then struggling to find a place to eat, my friend spending lots of money on alcohol, me buying him a conference ticket and so in..

15:00 I took a nap and remember one fragment about talking with my grandparents.

I heard galantamine stays in system for 48 hours, so I hope it would help me tonight too!
All in all I am very happy with such a cool dream. However I am disappointed I couldn't become lucid