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I was in some kind of parallel world with an old childhood friend who died a few years ago. I wasn't supposed to be there since I hadn't died yet and everyone was suspicious of me, even my friend. My friend was convinced that I was planning on killing someone, but I had no idea where this suspicion was coming from because I had no violent plans at all. He was also convinced that something bad was going to happen because I was there, and he gave me some advice, he said "if you feel a tingling in your nose, then theres no danger, stay where you are, but if you feel shaking in your knees then theres danger, you better kill someone or run". So he walked into a house, there were bouncers and people in the front garden so I stayed behind. About 10 seconds later a police man walked up to me, I thought I might have felt a bit of shaking in my knees so I followed my friends advice and proceeded to kill him with the only weapon I had which was a pen, it was very brutal, I must have stabbed him in the face and neck about 30 times while he was trying to defend himself, but eventually he died. Then it occured to me that maybe I didn't actually feel this shaking in my knees, it was just a mild tingling I felt so then I felt bad and realised this was why everyone was so suspicious of me, they knew something like this was bound to happen so I decided to get outta there.

I was able to fly but I couldn't get away. It was like there was a magnet dragging me back to the house and the murder scene. I realised it was pointless so I just let this magnet drag me back to the spot, so I decided to make my way into this house, and as I was queing up to get in, I felt this tingling in my nose. Then 5 seconds later I felt the shaking in my knees. This time I was surrounded by people, so I didn't know whether to kill a specific person or go on a rampage and kill everyone. I decided to run for it. When I looked behind me I noticed there was an agent from the Matrix chasing me. So this was who I was supposed to kill. This time I didn't have a pen, I had a cork screw. My plan was to stab him in the eye with it, but things didn't go as planned, he drop kicked me before I could even get close enough and we started fighting and I was getting the crap kicked out of me. The fight triggered lucidity so I knew it was a dream. This agent was still insanely tough though, he was using those lightning speed dodge moves so I couldn't even hurt him so I decided to just run for it. I flew over a row of houses and landed on the next street and started my usual lucid rampage. I stole a car and decided to go back to this house for the fun of it, I crashed the car through the fence of the front garden but I woke up before I could do anything else.

Night 2 was uneventful...no DJ.

121513 Combination of three different examples of day residue from the day after which I went to sleep were in this one dream. Thinking about what Laberge wrote on this. One was visiting the city B, another was old signs that we saw in one of the stores and finally another was that my son was watching The Parent Trap movie (couple splitting) all IWL. Dream: The city B to our North in the 1970s. There was a big old house and the old previous couple that live there are being discussed. Had a computer virus when they live there before they split up and moved. There was discussion of whether or not the idea of a computer virus was invented there perhaps someone going to the university there. Before this we are standing outside of a Federal Building and we need to go in. There is a group of about five to six of us and only two of them have badges but the security guard says each can bring one guest. I said I'll wait unless you need my help and one person
says yes go in with us. I say we can pretend to be a couple but wait a minute you two actually are a couple. When we go in that is when it becomes the big old house. Inside someone is looking through some old files and there are old signs and old log entries from the 1940s. I just realized a fourth piece of the residue when I was bringing up the 1940s yesterday.

DILD FA I wake up feeling cold and I realize that I do not have a shirt on. My wife is sitting up watching TV in bed and I dig in the blankets looking for my shirt. At first all I find is a printed t-shirt but I remember I was wearing a long sleeve shirt when I went to bed and eventually found it put it on and got up. I'm floating around the house and the halls and I realize that I am dreaming, yep I'm in an odd version of my house! I try to go back to where I saw something interesting on a bed in what appeared to be a master bedroom. As I search through the halls of the house I don't find it and I find myself heading back into bed. I immediately go for a DEILD and I feel the vibrations going in and out and I hear my wife saying something and holding onto my back firmly and I say in my head go ahead and hold me really hard I know this is just hypnagogic hallucinations but then the bed starts shaking alot alot! I stay calm and nudge on the vibrations
and they fade away and I find that I can see through my sleep mask the wall next to my bed I'm looking at all the texture of the wall and thinking the texture looks very realistic but doesn't look exactly like my wall I don't think. I do a motionless reality check where I make a glottal sound. When I practice it while awake it makes a very distinct sound in my throat and reverberates through my head. This time being a dream there was no sound at first but then there was a very delayed and far away, faint, almost echo of the sound. Very interesting as this is the first time I did this particular reality check in a dream. I start to slowly move my leg towards the end of the bed and I start to worry that I might move my real body and this starts to wake me up and I fade back into bed. I find that instead of laying on my side as I was in my dream body that instead I am laying on my back as I was when I had the mini-awakening and did the DEILD. I am a little disappointed
that both dreams were fairly short but I got some interesting practice with the false awakening and with my motionless reality check. I did try to re-enter the dream one more time and must have been close because I got vibrations and some heavy hypnagogic hallucinations of my son coming into our room twice and one time standing over me and saying something very loud but I recognized it for what it was and try to wait it out but afterwards I find myself too awake but I double checked with my reality check and sure enough I was quite awake.

I'm starting my dream journal entries with the hope that they may help some of my fellow aeronauts that are just starting out as well as maybe get some helpful input from those on DV that are much more experienced than I. I started researching and really getting interested in Lucid Dreaming about 3 months ago. I used to have maybe 1 dream a month if not less before I started my quest to become lucid. I read a lot on DV, started a dream journal, etc. In my first week I did not notice any changes until one day I had 3 dreams in one night and 4 dreams the following night. Since then I have been averaging about 5 dreams a night and sometimes as many as 10…not all vivid of course as some are just a tiny portion of the dream that I can recall. My first LD was about 2 weeks after I started my research. And of course as many others I woke up as soon as I became lucid. For the next week and a half or so I had several more LDs where I woke up immediately after becoming lucid until one night….

I am in my apartment and I’m walking around and I went to get some water. I am walking through my living room and I decide to do a RC (I am assuming I am awake and just doing a practice RC as usual). I look at my hands and it hits me...This is a Dream! I couldn’t really count the fingers on my hand because I couldn’t see them but I knew I was dreaming. The dream started fading at that time because I must have gotten too excited and I started rubbing my hands and trying to spin...that brought me back into the dream. I believe I then did a math problem but nothing changed after that...I was probably fully lucid at that point. Retrospectively, I should have spent a little more time stabilizing the dream before going on. Anyway, I had a glass of water in my hand about half full maybe a little less. I put it down on the little table in the living room and I tried to levitate it. I think it didn’t work the first time but it did the second try. I had the glass levitating in the air about 6 feet in front of me. It wasn’t following my intended movements right away but after a little practice with my newly acquired skill of telekinesis I was able to move it as I expected. I made it move away from me, side to side and then toward me and into my hand. I threw it down to the floor and I wanted to try something heavier. There was some kind of object lying toward the far right corner of my daughters' and I think it was on the bed. I was not able to lift it after a few tries. There was a black handbag on top of that object and I was able to levitate that and I made it go up and them put it back down. There was another item - I think it was a big box. I wan’t able to lift that either so then I gave up on it. I then decide that I want to fly...no problem. I flew around the room for a sec and flew out the window...my thoughts from WL were with me (my concerns of what if I’m not really dreaming and I just fall out the window) but I knew I was dreaming 100% so I just flew out the window. I think the window just opened when I was flying through it. I flew for a bit until I came up to a tree branch and the leaves were like in my face. I just floated there for a second and then I decided I want to fly to the Dominican Republic to see my wife and daughter where they are on vacation. As I am floating I look around to see what direction I need to fly but I can’t figure it out. I call out I want to go to DR..which way do I go? This lady appears...I didn’t see her appear she was just there (a couple of months later I find out she is my Dream Guide and I will post that dream later as well). She is blond and maybe around 5’6 or 5’7 but that is with heels. I believe she was wearing a skirt up to just over her knees and it was either white or light grey...not sure of blouse but I think a light color as well. She is somewhat attractive but not distractingly so. After waking up I was able to rather clearly recall her face (that’s a first...I can almost never recall faces). She starts telling me which direction is what and she points to one direction and says the name of a city or state and then a bit to the left she says that’s Florida and I see a building that makes me think that that’s Florida right there (Dominican Republic is in the same direction from where I live…south). I decide that is the direction I will go. I ask her what is your name. She answered - Dean. At this point we are no longer in the air and we are standing on the ground. I tell her I want to go to DR but then my dream faded and I woke up. The dream lasted about 5 min. I took B6 100mg after about 5 hours of sleep and the Lucid Dream occurred about 2 hours after that.

I was exploring some area that felt like the eastern side of the town I lived in. It was summertime rather than wintertime and I felt like I was lost and needed a car ride back to my house as it would be a lengthy walk.
I first explored some kind of storefront type area that I'm not familiar with in RL. I later got into a neighborhood type area that was similar to the neighborhood my friend S lives in.

First I remember being watching something at my Laptop, maybe a movie, and my dad showed up from behind and I was kinda ashamed, i don't know why. After this little segment I can't recall anything for some time. Next thing i have in my mind is being walking in a rute and find a friend who I know IRL. He tells me he is going to a party and tells me something about 50 bucks, I follow him to a bus stop. He starts telling me that he is going to a huge party, he tells me he pretends to take some LSD. Then he tries to explain me which bus should we take (to explain me this he says something about ned flanders, and somehow I understand that we have to take the bus with the 115 number). Suddenly we see a "movile bus stop", this is stupid, i know. I see a bunch of people waiting for a bus in a bus stop, but the bus stop is charged somehow in a truck. So we go there to wait the bus and I close my eyes and start thinking about reaching the party, of course i didn't want to wait the freacking bus. I start concentrating about time travel with my eyes closed and when I open my eyes I'm suddenly in a room with 2 beds, my friend next to me and 2 smoking hot girls. I see a hallucination, some weird colors that doesn't make any sense. Inmediately I think about LSD and tell my friend that I can't remember consuming the drug, so he tells me to look at my eyes at the mirror, so I do, I see my pupil and it is gigantic, I'm tripping hard on acid. Then I look at one of the girls, she is blonde and really skinny. She is totally naked and squirting... a lot... obviusly my libid goes up as hell and then I wake up. The thing is I can't remember how I got lucid, but I had the posibility to time travel so I guess at some point I realized it was a dream. i wasn't even surprised that i time travelled.
(Im not sure, but maybe time travel is a TOTM?)

Dream of: 11 December 2013 "Lesson In Flying"



the story is the essence of a dream

*My ex-wife Carolina (around 20 years old) and I have moved into a small white concrete building located on the large business lot which my father owns in New Boston, Ohio. The building only has one tiny little room. Carolina and I are cleaning some junk out of the building and arranging things inside. A couple small beds take up almost the whole room. I pick up one bed and lean it against the wall in order to create more space. I want to use the two chairs which are in the room so we'll have a place to sit.
When I walk outside, instead of the normal vacant lot, I find the building surrounded by many trees. I notice a blue jay holding a flat piece of concrete (around three centimeters in diameter) in its beak and I assume the jay is going to use the concrete as part of a nest. Sure enough, it flies up into a huge nest (almost a meter in diameter) built in the fork of two gigantic limbs and it starts busily working on its nest and moving the leaves around. Just as I point the jay out to Carolina and tell her that we will soon see some baby blue jays, I notice a gray cat sitting on the edge of the nest. I pick up a couple rocks and throw them at the cat which promptly jumps away. The threat of the cat removed, the blue jay continues working.
I see a large gray animal moving toward me through the trees and I realize that the animal is a hippopotamus. Astounded, I tell Carolina that I just saw a hippopotamus. As I look at the animal closer, however, I see that it has a big horn on its nose and I realize that it isn't a hippo, but a rhinoceros. By now the rhino has walked over close to the road and some children have climbed onto its back. It looks rather dangerous to me, but there's nothing I can do about it, so I let it pass.
As I walk around through the trees, a man dressed like a forest ranger walks up to me. We start talking and he begins giving me some instructions about moving into this building. It turns out that the little building is something like a dormitory room. Apparently many other similar little buildings are in the area, although the others are up higher on the hill which rises beside the lot. My building is apparently at the bottom rung.
As we talk, the man touches my chest and tells me that I'm not allowed to wear tee-shirts with wrinkles. I look down at my tee- shirt and notice that it does have a few wrinkles. I'm unsure if the man is trying to tell me that my shirt is wrinkled.
I ask the man if he's a ranger here and he tells me that he is. I mention that my father owns this hill and the neighboring hill. I somewhat proudly tell him that my father lives at the top of the hill in the big white house which can be see from all over Portsmouth. As we talk, we walk along a path which leads up the side of the hill. It simply looks live a green levy at first, but when we reach the top, we are high at the top of the hill from which we can see the valley far below. We reach a rock cliff with a path along the side. At first there is a railing, then the railing ends and there is nothing to prevent someone from falling off. As the ranger continues walking along the narrow path, I stop in fear - we are extremely high. I even crouch down on my hands and knees. I am much too frightened to walk along the narrow path with the rock wall on one side and the steep cliff on the other. The ranger turns around and walks back to me.
I know what the ranger is going to do even before he does it: suddenly he jumps off the side of the cliff! He starts plummeting toward the valley far below, but he's somehow able to control his descent. He holds out his arms and legs with his face toward the ground as he floats gently toward the earth. He floats almost all the way to the bottom, then somehow he starts floating back up. I'm totally astonished that he's able to do this. He floats all the way back up and lands right next to me. It's incredible. I can't believe that anyone could do that, especially since I'm still crouching in fright on my hands and knees.
I stand up and the ranger and I start walking back down the hill. When we reach the bottom, we walk into an attractive wooden building and walk out onto a balcony on the second or third floor. Some other fellows who apparently live here are also standing on the balcony. We can see other people standing down below us.
The ranger looks a bit different now. He's no longer wearing his uniform. He's muscular, has black hair and is only around 20 years old. Abruptly he walks over to the edge of the balcony and begins singing in the most beautiful voice. I tell the other fellows standing here that this fellow is incredible and I tell them about how he jumped off the cliff on top of the hill. Now he's singing so beautiful. Obviously he's multi-talented. I'm totally impressed by this fellow's abilities - he's like some kind of superman.

Dream Commentary

I'm tempted to think that the other little buildings on the side of the hill house dream-writers from the Dream Journal web site, while I can't help but think that the ranger in this dream is representative of some of the dream-writers on the Dream Views web site, some of whom have extraordinary abilities.

Just a bit of scenery: I was flying through a forest by a river, with a road running through it. A few of the trees had formed something like natural nests in the places where their trunks divided: wide platforms ringed with thick branches and covered with moss, out of sight of the road and with a good view of the river. They looked like they'd make a nice place to rest, but I was in too much of a hurry to stop.

down the road from my house there is a Caltex gas-station.

Parts of this dream where lost in my poor recall skills but my earliest recollection goes like this.

I think i saved a girl or something from inside the caltex, i think this because as i ran back into the burning building i felt heroic.
i got to the auto doors and spotted to girls i had know from primary school and also the two girls i used to be shy around.
i said "you have to get out!" they said something i cannot remember but it was basically "obviously"
so we sprinted out of the auto door and turned left, we dived as the building exploded. One of the girls had her legs catch fire, i ran over pulled my shirt off and dived to put it over the fire and extinguish it, my efforts succeeded and she came out with minor "pink" burns.

Dream signs:
-Danger -Happy feelings
-Heroic acts -Relieved feelings
-those certain girls -Home town
-fire
-Night time

this wasn't a very memorable dream apart from the emotions i felt,

it basically begins with myself inside a house with a man on a chair facing away from me.
for some reason i know this man must die and i must do it. i have with me a looped piece of rope.
i walk over and put it over his head and around his neck, i pull the looped rope down and put my foot on it.
i held the chair and stomped down as hard as i can until the man had chocked to death, i did not feel anger towards him,
it was more "it needed to be done" in fact i felt remorse.

i soon came across my mother and asked who this man was, she said she didn't know but that it needed to be done.

Dream themes:
-Murder
-Death
-Sympathetic feelings
-Sad feelings
-Indoors
-Mum

12/14/13 I had as many as 6 LDs last night, but most were short and not worth recording. This one however was very fun and long. I do not remember when I became lucid. I know I had been able to recall a scene prior to this when I woke (maybe it will come back to me). So at some point I went into a fast food restaurant and was behind the counter. The DCs assumed I worked there and two DCs were making hamburger patties and the boss told me to do it too. I normally would just walk off, but I noticed the beef and tools were very vivid. I wondered how real it felt. So I started needing the ground beef and squishing it through my fingers. It was awesome, very tactile and realistic. I was just having fun, so instead of doing the patty making part correctly I pushed the press as hard as I could and made ground beef squirt out the edges. Then I made a beef patty and started to cook it on the grill. It sizzled and seemed pretty real. The boss came over and asked me what I thought I was doing. I said I was hungry. She wanted to know why I was not doing what she told me to do. I told her it was because I did not work there. She said I was so and so and did work there. I just told her I was dreaming and just screwing around. Then I climbed out the drive through window, and went on my marry way.
I eventually saw a very large local park and was on one side of it. I decided to time myself flying across it feet first. I looked at my watch (never wear one IRL) and it was 9:01 I started flying through the park feet first. It was fun and what I would expect, until all the graphics in the dream went black. I told myself I was just flying through a tunnel and not to worry about it. Is there a tunnel in that park. Sure there is, just don't think about it. You will be flying through a tunnel until the visuals come back. I still felt like I was flying feet first, and before long I saw a square that was lighter. See, you are almost out. The visuals did come back and I was flying through a condo complex. That is ok, there is a condo complex midway in the park (not really, but I use this artificial logic on purpose). Now you will be back in the park,,, and so I was.
I came to the end of the park and went to check my watch. I stopped and laughed at myself. Of course my dream watch would not be able to keep time, how silly. Next I saw a road side vender and they had a rack of doughnuts. I wanted one, but no one was around. I looked at the racks, and these were big tasty looking doughnuts. I picked a chocolate one and it was very fresh and broke into 3 pieces. Before I got to taste it some kid DCs were there and said I was stealing. I figure giving DCs something they want is a good way to get them to leave you alone. I pulled out a handful of change and set it down. How much is a doughnut? maybe $2-? Why don't I give you the money and you can pay the guy for my doughnut when he gets back. I started trying to count the change, then figured who cares how much dream money it is. Keep it all.
I never even tasted the doughnut (damn waste of hard earned imaginary money!) I then just flew around feet first on my back. Before long I came upon a party in the walk way of an apartment complex. I wanted to float up all casual like and see what my DCs would do. They were talking about drugs and how they need some more. One of them pointed at me floating all casual and said 'That guy obviously has some good drugs!' Then he started to read a news article about some sheriff saying kids were rubbing drugs into there underwear that absorbed into there skin all day long and they were calling it 'crack'. OMG! My brain just through that out as a random joke. LOL. I woke up after that because I had to use the rest room. Dur- at least 15 minutes but perhaps longer.

fragment:
I remember only some parts of this dream, and it's kind of blurry. I was playing a medieval version of Assassin's Creed - I was a Knight-Assassin that would run around, solve puzzles and gain new powers in a castle-city. I thought the best part was the sword fighting, I had inhuman ability to jump around and create a flurry of slashes. I eventually woke up from having too much fun.

dream:
I maintained lucidity as I went back to sleep, but I wouldn't exactly call it a WILD, I didn't do all of those fancy steps to stay aware I just kind of did it. I started out Lucid and back in the medieval castle-city. I thought for a minute about what I should do when a DC-dreamer came up and started talking to me. He was, in the dream, a DC that was supposed to be my old best-friend's dad, but he wasn't all scary like in my dream from last night. He was also not a DC in the dream, he was a dreamer. I asked him what he was doing in my dream and he told me that he just wanted to hang out, after waiting a couple minutes, my old best-friend (his son) came to join us. We went and played a little bit of the medieval Assassin's Creed until we got tired. So I picked up my cat and decided I was going to walk up to a hillside bar that was overlooking the ocean to have a drink. We decided that we would meet there, so I took my cat and on the way there, tried to run through a wall but failed miserably and just bounced off and fell down. Was pretty much what you would expect to see in the waking world if a person tried to run through a wall. The cat didn't like that so he jumped out of my arms and ran away.

I then met my DC-girlfriend on the way there and we strolled and talked. When we got to the bar we saw a young Elizabeth Taylor, sitting at a table outside, in her full costume from the movie Cleopatra. We sat down at a table nearby and I drank a tall glass of whiskey. It tasted like delicious candy and I got a little tipsy. My two dreamer friends made it there and they had brought a couple more dreamers, but these guys were hardcore, devout religious guys. They all started drinking and getting drunk. I looked over at Elizabeth Taylor, still sitting there, and decided to change her into the Queen of England, another Elizabeth. My DC-gf thought that was pretty funny for some reason, so I changed the Queen of England again into Anne Hathaway and turned my DC-gf into Elizabeth Taylor. At this point, one of the religious dreamers got really upset that they were drinking, he said, "I don't care if this is a dream, we shouldn't be drinking! Look at all of you, getting trashed, this is shameful!"

I told him to relax and that it was only a dream, but his face turned red as a cherry and he proceeded to yell at the other dreamers. I ignored him and flirted/made jokes with my new gf, Elizabeth Taylor. The religious dreamers left and the remaining four of us decided to go up to a club that I called the 4400 club. It was at the top of a highrise. A DC opened a door to the place and they all walked in, and he took out an enormous 80's cell phone to call the police and tell them we were trespassing, so I took his phone and smashed it. He took out another phone that was much newer, I smashed that one too. Helpless, he sighed and walked away. I went up to the club, trying to catch up to the other four. When I got there, a big band from the 1920s was playing music. People were dancing, having drinks, and just having a good time in general. I noticed a room at the edge of the building that was very quiet and serious. I thought that looked interesting so I went in there and these guys were having a telekinesis competition. They were each trying to push a piece of paper off the opposing side of the table with their minds. These guys were very serious about the competition of this game, they would all cheer when somebody won. I decided to play and I shot the piece of paper off a little too quickly, it went flying through the window and out into the ocean. Then an old friend from high school started talking to me and I punched him in the face, but in the dream it was more like an amiable punch to the face, this was a dream after all. Then I woke up

I went to bed late - woke up only 2 h later - and had no recall - didn´t try very hard.
Seven hours after falling asleep - I did my WBTB.
Reading through my workbooks - I found out, that the successful tries were all rather late - misleading, that I had put alarms earlier - but did the actual attempts later.
Good that I kept book with this.

I remember two dreams from before, one older fragment - and the dream, that made me lucid.
Again I had given up on WILD - with RC this time - not a FA - rolled over and fell asleep.

That dream was again situated at my old school - but I was grown up - like my friends - and we were organizing an exhibition of what we were doing now - it later changed into mainly an art/handicraft/invention show.
I was going outside on the school yard - and noticed, that I was naked - two attractive young beaus close - after a short shame reaction and flight reflex - I suddenly realized that noo way I would be naked there!!

Copy-Paste from TOTM:

Originally Posted by StephL

Soo happy - 7 days nothing - and now I even managed a task!
Also the "harder" basic one.



Bit weird - I had be-mantra-ed and visualized and so on - my most frequent dream-signs in the day - and also put intent on all but that task.
What made me lucid, was ironically one of my dream-signs, which I hadn´t worked on: being naked in public.
I thought - noo way would I be naked here - bam!

Was obvious - needed no RCing - buut: I did the hand-looking again - and first I thought - wow - they are perfect from the get-go - no need for staring them sharp - but when I counted fingers - I had one more on the right hand!
Now I´m not sure, if it was because I expected it or not - but it was an interesting sight.

And then - an attractive guy, who was standing there with a friend - came up to me - hugged me, lifted me and started swirling me around.
That´s when I closed my eyes - spontaneously - and remembered the task - and kept them closed and counted.
All the while being hugged and swirled, which felt wonderful.
And when I opened them - he put me down - and there was still the dream - so I guess it counts - even if I woke up maybe only some seconds afterwards..?
This eye-closing can be great, if you have something to feel!!


Soo happy, it started working again!!

Earlier Dream 1:

Again a journey with a bus (not that I would have ever done a lot of these - in school/in my youth latest).
Me and a group of maybe ten more people were staying at hotel, which was almost empty - and had for some reason two staircases next to each other - some weird spatial relations - can´t really it picture any more - only a bit.
We had been staying there - but in far apart rooms - and most of these rooms didn´t even have furniture besides a mattress and some junk - but there was a breakfast room, where we met up - all a bit over plush and baroque-style there - lots of velvet and diamond-knurling (looked it up..).
When the bus was about to depart - I had to use the toilet super-urgently - and hunted through this building for a facility. Finally decided on an unorthodox one - and got caught of course.
But I managed to keep her from telling somebody else and making stress.
Then of course - the bus was gone - but I found it after some back and forth around the corner.
And we departed - home actually it was to.

Earlier Dream 2:

I had to lead a discussion and brainstorming group - and nobody wanted to contribute - and it was not on me, to do it myself.
So I thought, how I could lure them out.
I tried to plant some ideas, but making them think, they would be theirs - and be in the mood to follow them.
This worked quite nicely - until one woman stood up and kicked up a general fuss - accusing me of this - and making it sound as if I would brain-wash people.
But then she got going, and came up with tons of ideas of the sort, that was useful.
The others only looked on - and me and her ended up in agreement.
So sad, I forgot, what it was about.

Earlier Fragment:

Doing removals again - this time not from free choice and after my will - but I had to.
Needing to find a new job.
It was stress and I felt, it was my fault how it came to pass.

I don't remember a whole lot, just had a few super power bad guys trying to come after me and I became lucid enough for just a point of a second to remember that it's just a dream and they can't hurt me. I said go ahead see what happens. He did and shocked him it didn't hurt me and I laughed about it. I got his gun, it was some kinda vaporizer and there was this guy next to me I shot I don't know why but it was accidental. He turned into dust.

I don't remember the rest of it, just asking to be turned into a giant and help save the town from the other super bad guys


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Another time I woke up this morning and went to sleep I dremt I was at work wearing a pink shirt. I didn't realize then I noticed other's were wearing pink shirts.

The first dream I remember was a borderline nightmare! I was in a standard apartment with my friend, though it was abandoned. I explored the medicine cabinet and found an oval box belonging to the woman who lived here prior. I opened it up and it just had a few rings and some jewelry in it. As I closed the medicine cabinet and gazed into the mirror, a shadowy child-like figure stood at the entry way. I looked back and it was nowhere to be seen, that is, until I looked at the mirror again. This time, it inched it's way closer.

Nearly paralyzed with fear, I called my friend over, who was none the wiser about the shadowy thing. I told her to look into the mirror to say if she saw it and that's all I can remember.

The second dream starts with me driving in a bus full of people I know (like a field trip or something) to some city in California. However, as we approach a bridge, the driver is hesitant to cross it because of the nature of disrepair it's in. He went on to talk about how many accidents happened at this site because of the terrible state it was in. He also wanted to wait up for another group of people who couldn't fit on the bus and had to take their own vehicles. However, an earthquake struck and we were already partly on the bridge, so the driver floored it and narrowly made it to the other side. The bridge crumbled behind us.

So we decided to stay in this town for a few hours/days to rest up. It rained more than usual, according to the townsfolk, and the place was flooded. I remember seeing a few people using a downwards slope as a sort of slip-n-slide.

Chemicals at work
I'm at work, walking into a room filled with people and chairs around long tables. Most of the chairs are already full. I sit down at the end of a row in an empty seat by MK. He'd had his jacket on the back of the chair, but he moves it to his own when I sit. The conversation sis already going about whether we can do a better job of creating test plans than QA can, but at some point it turns to whether we can make the product better by ditching the current framework and doing it from scratch. I have my doubts about both, but there are a lot of people excited about the idea. Someone is standing up, holding a diagram he's drawn, showing how great this will be. Someone is standing behind a podium at the front of the room, though I don't think he participates in the discussion or leads in any way.

Now I'm in a hallway somewhere in the building. There are a couple of doors near each other, both with glass windows to look inside and card readers to control access. Now I'm in the room on the left. It's full of dangerous chemical experiments or processes or something, so I leave quickly. Now I'm in the room on the right, and I see that it wraps around behind the other room. Going to the back, I see more equipment for working with chemicals, like emergency showers, but nothing seems dangerous. I see a door into the chemical room and assume that this is the less secure side and I would need to card my way through; then I notice that I can see a card reader on the other side of the door, and this side has only a speaker and a button. It looks like someone on the other side needs to use an intercom to talk to someone on this side to be buzzed through, which I think is very strange.


New character
I'm creating a new character in an action RPG, and I have lots of options available to me. One is an option whether he'll get access to special abilities or whether he'll have more intrinsic armor. One of the other pre-baked characters in my party uses the second option. After considering it for a moment, I decide that will make the game easier, since it'll reduce complexity and give me more skill points to allocate elsewhere, so I choose it and move on. During the first battle, I decide that was silly; I always like having the most options, and who knows when those abilities will be useful? I can't change my mind now, so I have to delete this character and start over. On the "Are you sure?" dialog, I see that my character is named Nazrax. My wife comes in and I have to stop for now.


Gardening
I'm outside working in a very large garden. Other people are out here, each of us working in our own sections. I seem to have more authority, as I'm walking around, checking on things, and moving things around. I particularly check up on a gardener near the wall of a building.


Riding instructor
I'm at the place where my daughter gets her riding lessons. I look into the paddock and see her instructor riding around on a GIANT horse. In-dream, I think it's the size of four horses. It has five pairs of legs, is very wide, and is about twice as tall as a normal horse. The instructor is riding in counterclockwise circles around the paddock. When he comes to a corner and turns, the horse somehow pivots around the rear set of legs. As he's going along the far side from me, he passes by some stalls with white horses facing away from us. As he passes each horse, he tugs on its tail, causing milk to jet out of its udder. I consider this a very strange way to milk them, and I hope he doesn't get kicked; but I assume he knows what he's doing and don't worry too much.