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Dream:
I was at a carnival and some girl (who liked girls) was trying to hit on another girl and her friends didn’t like it. Her friends decided they were going to shoot at the girl when she went to her car at the parking lot. They started shooting and bullets were flying all over the place. People started running to their cars screaming. The girl was dunking and dodging bullets all the way to her car and out of the hundreds of bullets shot, they all missed her.

Fragments:
1. Kelly Roland singing “Kisses Down Low.”
2. Cleaning and cooking fried chicken with Andre Zimmerman from, “Bizarre Foods.” (BTW, I'm frying chicken today)
3. Man and a Little girl and I think the man was my husband. (BTW, I don't have a daughter, I have all boys. I wonder if I'm pregnant )

I remember sitting in a room, I heard some man getting angry at his wife. Trying to leave them undisturbed, I silently walk out of the room but retain a link to the room through a kettle. I can hear and see whats happening through the kettle. The man talks about a princess so I figure I should go look for her.
The room was strangely connected to a large hall similar to a place I know in real life, a girl stood in the middle surrounded by 20 other people I know. She had drawn a 3d portrait of new york completely by hand and no one thought it was good except me. Seeing the artwork triggered lucidity, I knew that she couldn't have drawn it. I stabilized the dream by concentrating and decided I would see what was at the end of the hall. Upon meeting some legionaries I lose lucidity again and start to follow them
Multiple minutes later, after having battled to the center of the castle in which the princess resides I come in contact with someone who seemed to be my arch-enemy. I noted how his armor was much cooler than mine despite me being the main character. I turned lucid again but it felt much more stable this time. I immediately turned into this silver werewolf thing I heard about in a book I'm currently reading. I shot this white fire from my hands and I could feel the smoke rising out of the metal grill where my nose should be. Everyone around me was really frightened so I decided I would have some fun and let out a furious roar which ruptured the walls. I kinda turned lost the plot and just crashed through the castle wall outside. I did a cool trick where my soul exploded from out my chest, and reformed a body somewhere else, but I never actually bothered to go somewhere because I was too excited.

Fragment 1
[2:00 A.M.]

I just remember asking “am I dreaming?” or something of the like and getting excited, then trying not to let the adrenaline get to me, but I was already waking up and forgetting the dream.

May have involved Inazuma Eleven?

Inspiration: I finished The Power of Creative Dreaming last night before bed, and it got me excited reading about becoming lucid and such even though I wasn’t planning on going for that yet. XP

Fragment 2
[6:41 A.M.]

All I remember is the old man from the ‘drowning will’ dream playing soccer.

Possible inspiration: Probably from thinking that the 2am dream involved Inazuma Eleven.

Couldn’t get back to sleep after that.

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Notes:

Not the best night of sleep ever. ;^; It was hot, and my thoughts were going a little too crazy from all the stuff I’ve been reading on DV. I’m focusing on getting my recall back up and getting to bed at a decent time, but I can’t stop thinking of all these other things I want to learn. I figure it’ll settle down as long as I keep refocusing on what I need to work on now. And I need to remember that I can go down and turn the AC up when it’s that hot…

There was a bit about the apple seeds I'm (As of this time) growing on the porch; I have a few types and some are smaller than others. The dream talked about them.

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I was Niko Bellic and I went into a police station where some people were executed and got money then thought something like "Should I be doing this?"

I was in my 80s Chevy Caprice Sedan and I parked it in a parking lot. I later drove it into a flooded area and then got out and pulled it from the tail end, Out while swimming backwards and up a ramp but it turned into a 50s car by this time.

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A guy in an 80s Chevy Caprice 2-Door which was Red drove it fast and above the speed limit in roads similar to those around Pittsburgh; I don't recall the police much. He sometimes slammed into other cars with enough force to make it look like they were made out of styrofoam impregnated with helium and I was surprised that with all the damage the car sustained, it was still going. The car flipped and twirled around like a top some times and it was once in the wrong lane going backwards slamming into at least one car. Eventually the driver went into a garage and drove into a restroom and closed the door, Saying something like "Hello, What's this?"...

After that, He walked out of a Walmart restroom as a blond woman, Now being a transexual. There was a magazine about that sort of thing on display and as she now walked toward the exit another woman asked her if she was one to which she said yes and answered other questions, Then another woman asked more questions and apparently the trensexual was me because there was a question asked about one of my uncles to which I said yes but then said "I don't know if he's still alive".

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I think there are other bits about a Walmart and they're not all clear now.

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At another point I saw a bedroom and a man who I know managed to fit a (Small kid's toy version of a) 80s Chevy Caprice Station Wagon in to it and it was driven around until it got stuck in a corner. I'm wondering now why there was a wall between one section of the bedroom and a table.

Dream 1

I go to my local shop and I relaize that I have 3 paper rounds to do. I am not happy that I have to do 3, but I accept and say 'Yeah, I'll do it." The person who owns the shop pulls me to the side and says "You are a very hard worker, I heard your looking for a job at the moment is this true?"
"Yes" I say, expecting she was going to offer me the job.
"Where did you work before?"
"Wilkinsons." The conversation ended and I went to do the first set of papers. I literally remember delivering like 10 in the dream and getting thirsty so I decide to go home to get a drink. When I'm at home I look at the sheet of paper and the next place I'm delivering to is 'G.O.O.D Kid M.A.A.D City'

Dream 2

I'm am outside in like a pub or something. There are lots of tables everywhere and its night time. I notice on the table in front of me someone is drinking a drink called 'Lucid Dreaming'. Confused by this I pull the drink closer to me examining this drink and looking at the ingredients etc. I don't know what I was trying to find I was just curious. Then I decide its best to reality check now, it really did feel like real life. I do the nose plug and to my surprise I was dreaming. I think no messing about I want to go to space! I decide to fly straight up there, I go to take off get in the air a bit and feel the dream is unstable, so I land and decide to stabilize it.

I look closely at my hand, I look sat the palms, they seem much more wrinkly than usual and I examine them closely. I flip them other and my hands are looking weird. I look up from that and find something I can touch. Flowers it was, I done this in a previous lucid dream and it worked well. I chose this particular blue flower and started looking at it closely, it was only small, I felt the petals and it felt as you would a flower to expect. I finished stabilizing and decided I was ready.

I try to fly to space again, I jump in the air and fly as I usually would I get a few meters off the ground and I fall. I try a couple more times. Goddamn! Why isn't this working again! It happens every time I want to go space, I think. I imagined that space wasn't really that far in the sky and if I get speed I can reach it in a under a minute. I try hard to imagine it as I seem to be failing getting to space a lot! I notice there is a cliff edge a small run away from where I am standing. I think to myself, what I will do is run as fast as I can to it, gain a lot of speed jump off and fly to space from there. I begin to run as fast as I can, I am going very fast. I start getting closer to the edge and when I'm there I jump, I reach out like superman and I seem to fall again. This is the last I recall.

Dream 3

All my friends are coming on like some sort of road trip with me, we are going to like Cornwall in England but stopping at random places on the way. We are on the motorway and we decide it will be funny for me to get the skis out and hold onto the back of the car going down the motorway. I agree. So I get into the skis and I am holding on by a rope. We start driving down the straight going really fast, it must be about 80mph. This was quick, I just hoped I didn't fall off I was getting a rush from it. Then we come to a corner, still going quick we turn this corner, the car turns first then I go flying wide and hit the railings and crash. It doesn't hurt but I am lost. They have to carry on driving and they can't turn round and pick me up. I take off the skis. There was a small river next to these railings and round the edge was cocaine. I ignore it and jump over it. I decide to call my sister. I call her she was with my mum who was driving the car. I tell her to come back and pick me up I can't remember what she says. I am in some sort of abandoned town, I start walking and there is everyone. They were coming to stop the night here anyway.

The next thing I know, everyone is trying to jump from this one building to another because people are supposedly chasing after us. We put a log down to walk across but as I begin to walk across it falls down. Instead as the jump was only small I jump out and fall on belly as snow is there. I roll onto my side but keep rolling and fall off and have to start again.

This series of dreams were a little disappointing. I am embarrassed at how sloppy I've become. I made a number of mistakes and really didn't get anywhere with my goal. At least I got multiple lucids!

I took a longer WBTB than usual (longer than 5 min) with this one and got on Playstation Home Doctor Who pack and explored the TARDIS a bit trying to take in all the visuals of the inside. I think it would have been helpful if I had actually summoned one up or just materialized myself straight inside versus making the blue box first. I was worried about insomnia when I went to bed as I was super wakeful. I had to use my technique for falling asleep and abandon any lucid induction. I was surprised to DILD but with Galantamine it's almost effortless the first few hours. I really need to concentrate on my techniques after my mini awakenings instead of just falling back to mantra. It works... sort of, but I think the experience would be much better with a little more focus. A lot of times I just want to get back to sleep as fast as possible but still try for lucid. Mantras seems to be my fall back method during these times.

Coffee:

#216 - 3:25AM - DILD

I have an FA and find my self getting some coffee. The set up looks like work but its a checkout line at Wal-Mart. I try to grab a Styrofoam cup but they are dirty with holes in them. I move the to other side and see some clean new cups. I get coffee from the dispenser. Mary, the janitor is standing next to the coffee machine. I nod at her and walk away sipping my coffee. (No physical sensation or taste)

My cousin starts texting me while I am walking and though I cant read the words I seem to think that I know what we are saying to each other.

Suddenly, I am in my living room on the floor next to the couch. I still have my coffee in my hand but I am not really drinking it. I am in contemplation and I feel something is off. I am drinking more caffeine? This isn't a good idea if I am going to go back to bed and try to get lucid. SHIT! I should always RC after any awakening I do a nose plug but don't really put thought into it. I don't even know if I blew threw or not. Then, I hear someone going out the front door. It's my wife. She tells me that she is going outside to get something and I can hear the keys jingle in her hand. No. She should be asleep. That's not like her at this hour. I AM dreaming! I walk to the front door and remember to pause and take in the detail. I look at the door and notice it is very different than waking reality. There is a large window in the middle of it. It's wooden and the paint is weathered and peeling off. Then I forget this and rush outside because all I want to do is get in the TARDIS.

Outside the air is cold. Always the air is cold in lucids. Why is this? I enjoy the feeling of it, but I begin to notice that I feel really odd like I have a head cold and there is cloth wrapped around my head, chin to top. It feels heavy and I try to ignore it. I wonder if something is happening to my body in bed. I suddenly feel myself lying on my back and there is nothing on my head now. No don't want to do that. I focus and continue to walking with no other distraction. There is a street lamp to the right and void to the left. I let control slip a bit and just allow myself to wander in a random direction believing I will go straight to the TARDIS. I realize that I am walking barefoot but this time I feel like I am wearing shorts with a hoodie instead of the usual underwear only. Suddenly, I feel a sharp and realistic pain in my left foot and assume I stepped on a peddle on the sidewalk. I let out a whispered, "Ouch!" And grab my foot for a moment. I am shocked at the vividness of the pain but quickly put it out of my mind. I come around to the driveway side of the house and stop. I think it should be appearing now and can faintly hear that unique sound of it's engines. I get several brief and dim images of the TARDIS spinning in flight and appearing in various positions in my driveway. Suddenly, I hear the explosion of a gunshot from somewhere behind me. My physical body jerks in reaction to the sound and the dream breaks apart waking me up.

Mirror:

#217 - DILD - 4:29AM

I hear my son crying and my wife gets up. The light is on but I have a blanket over my face and lying on my left side. I try not to move because I think I am trying to WILD and I am still in the same position that I laid down. Something feels odd. I can feel the air of the ceiling fan on my face and my breath is not obstructed in the least bit. Then, I hear an electronic robotic buzzing sound from behind me and the blankets vibrate like a strong wind is blowing. I immediately know that I am dreaming and do not feel frightened. The sound stops.

I get up and am in the kitchen. I see my wife standing there in the doorway looking very sexy. I grab her and we passionately kiss like its the first time. After a moment, I remember my task and let her go. We can do this later. There is a coffee pot full of coffee on the edge of the sink. I laugh. What is it with coffee in my dreams? I spend several minutes aimlessly searching the house for the TARDIS but don't have any real focus.

Then, I see the front door, but it's not a door at all. It's a large mirror. I run to it intending to dive head first. I pass a DC. Was it my daughter? She says something but I am focused on the mirror. I can see my reflection as I get closer. There are two of me but for some reason I think it's normal. Then, as I dive there is no reflection and I focus on reaching beyond. I get stuck at the waist for a second and wiggle through. I stand up and realize that I went from a very clean and tidy version of my house to a very dirty and messy version of my house. I look around still trying to find a TARDIS but suddenly, the dream collapses.

I try to DEILD but find myself stuck in bed. I realize my head is floating and not touching the pillow. I roll into the floor and stop. I am in another bed with my head floating. I roll again, fall once more and stop on the floor. I suddenly wake up.

Fridge:

#218 - DEILD? - 4:47AM

I either wake up or have a FA. I berate myself for letting awareness slip again. I mantra, "I am dreaming." but suddenly realize that I either I never really woke up or I went straight into a DEILD. I say, "I am still dreaming." (from the times maybe there was not so much a gap after all.)

I am in the kitchen again. No... a different kitchen. I see a very large fridge and decide to turn it into a TARDIS . There only seems to be one light source in the middle of the room and the area the around fridge is cast in deep shadow. Feeling the fridge, I circle around it into the void phasing past cabinets and walls. I am blind now but my physical sensation is vivid. I imaging how the outside of the TARDIS should feel and it quickly takes shape. When I think I have it, I open my eyes. The sensation of my eyelids feels startlingly real. I pause a moment but realize I am hugging a huge blue box.

I excitedly step back but it just looks like some wardrobe with solid wood doors painted TARDIS blue. I become annoyed and obsessed with getting it at least somewhat right. I spin the front around and try again. I just want to see "Police Call Box" on the front before I go in. When I spin it back around there is some cheap ass black label with white random letters on it. Something catches my eyes and I look left. There is the damned Police Call Box sign handing from the ceiling above the kitchen sink.

I decide to let that go and turn my attention back to this half formed TARDIS. To my dismay, the blue box has turned to a type of plastic cardboard. I try to straighten it out and shape it back into a box but not matter what I do, the entire process is clumsy and the material becomes increasingly floppy and weak. I stop and realize the humor it in all. I take a moment and just laugh at it. Then I let out a mocking "WHOOOOHOOO!" I enjoy the sound of my dream voice and shout out again. Laughing I say something Doctor Who-ish, "Dumbily-Wumbily." I just laugh at myself and suddenly wake up.


The next time I wake is around 7:50AM with no other recall. For some reason I thought I had 4 lucids. The feeling of forgetting something is maddening!

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was something about girl with psionic powers or something and some people tried to catch her, then there was fight on rooftops.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was at home and i had claw-like attachments on the foot that were apparently made from lego( ), and then i was playing a video game with SilentEternity. It was kinda sandbox game and unique thing about it was that it was controlled using... a pencil and a piece of paper, drawing something materialized it in game and removing something with eraser dealt damage to it. We were building some weird forts with weird physics applied to parts and then were fighting using eraser powers.

Dream 3:

At this point i wake up briefly and go for DEILD, i don't feel transition so i decide to risk and open my eyes, i immediately notice that placement of everything in room is apparently mirrored along the axis from door to balcony, it's also nighttime, but it's not as dark as for usually and also there are no lights outside.
I get up and go to balcony, dream destabilizes for a bit and i rub hands to stabilize. On balcony, i notice full moon straight ahead in the distance, pretty big and unusual, no wonder why it's less dark. And in the light, i notice something else in the distance, something flying. As i look more carefully i notice that it's a dragon. I immediately take off and fly, feeling my wings. Roughly halfway during the flight i strangely find myself back in my room, i fly through balcony doorway and in same direction, i see that dragon is still here. I find myself flying unusually quick this time, so i reach him pretty quickly. He appears to be black scaled. As i slow down and try to change trajectory to fly along... suddenly i find myself back in my room again, this time there's some kind of dark energy sphere which shortly transforms into a DC. He says something about time, which i can't hear well so i ask to repeat it but dream shortly fades out.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was chatting on skype with somebody(Probably SilentEternity).

I had been flying around in a lucid dream for a while. I was really just exploring the world I found myself in. It was bizarrely fantastic. The proportions of things were all over the place. Mostly things were much larger than they had any business being. It was also packed with people. I remember thinking to myself "this is quite the interesting lucid dream I'm having" and that's when I remembered the task of the month.

I turned around on this busy street and asked the first person I saw, a young woman with short curly red hair, "This might seem a little strange, but I'm having sort of an existential crisis. What would you say is the meaning of life?"

At first I couldn't understand her one-word answer, so I asked her to repeat herself. She leaned forward and said "Drive. The only thing that gives life meaning is finding at least one thing which really drives you. Something which so consumes you that you are compelled to do it. Something you cannot deny."

A passerby heard our conversation, a little brunette with dwarfism, "I couldn't help but overhear what you two were talking about and I totally agree. Even Zombies seem to behave with purpose. They have a hunger they cannot deny which causes them to pass on their traits, in this case zombism. Now, they didn't choose that purpose, that purpose chose them, but now we, we have that choice don't we?"

At this point the two girls started talking to one another about things I couldn't understand. I think they were mentioning groups of people they were having trouble with and rattling off names. I sort of realized that I must be in the faery world for all of this stuff to be so fantastic.

The brunette then said something to the effect of "you know, you're right. I've got something I've got to take care of." She then blew a small clear whistle, but no sound came out. I then heard what sounded like rattling, tapping, and scraping all in impossible rapid fire and so fast that the doppler effect was warping their tone. She rose one leg under which several corgi's carying various supplies ran under until the largest one came winding through the crowd with blinding speed to stop just under her. She plopped down, grabbed hold of the harness it was wearing, and was gone in an instant.

I thought to myself, "I have to tell Sherrina" (my roommate) and woke up.

Date: 25th Aug

Pre bed: Gingko, Q10, peppermint oil capsule

Total sleep time: 7 1/2 hrs

Dream quality and recall: Vivid, bright colors, some positive moments, some annoying ones, evading recall

Fragment: Some kind of reddish cliffs (similar to AF, but no water)

Fragment: We are in school and there is some activity all of us are participating in. There are mostly sweaters on the desks with numbers on each pile. Each student is assigned a number and we are supposed to take the pile with our number somewhere.

Dream: I meet my special friend and he is very friendly. We sit somewhere and he tells me all kinds of details about his life. Later on, I am at our old home and I can see him in the building in front of ours as he calls me on the phone. I pick up and my voice is barely coming out, I excuse myself but I know the reason is that I am feeling this strange way again...We arrange to meet.

I wake up super happy, but sleepy and decide I will just review in head instead of taking notes.

Dream: I am with my friend again. He is involved with an organization that brings poachers to the top of a hill, but the activity stops after they are discovered. There are no consequences for him. Later we are somewhere talking and he tells me he is working for some sort of zoo. I can't believe it! I actually think this must be fate that he is working for a zoo and I like animals so much. As he tells me about the zoo, I begin seeing images of animals, he says they have over a hundred pandas there and I reply that's impossible, then contemplate on the structure of the place.

We go in this place which has a classical history exhibition. There are huge statues of Greek gods and special effects in each hall. The two I remember are different type of rain that is falling down in the rooms, one next to a statue of Zeus. I worry about my hairstyle due to the rain. We continue our tour and my bf appears to my left. My friend is holding my hand and I wonder about this, he has a gf and we are very good friends in dreams. Three of us stop in a corridor and my friend makes some remarks about us that seem to make my bf jealous. He also comments on his temper. I didn't expect my friend to behave like this and move closer to my bf, each guy is separated by his own window frame.

Fragment: I am in front of grandma and bf's mom who looks like a mix of a teacher of mine and unknown people is recommending some dates for me to travel. I don't want to do this. There was something else as well, I can't remember. My classmate appears and makes a few jokes that improve my mood. Then we are all supposed to listen to the anthem but I couldn't care less. People disapprove of my behavior.

Dream: FA, I am journalling about the previous dream, trying to put the dates from the previous dream down, but the calendar is missing the dates. In the meantime, bf is behind me reading the journal and I feel a bit embarrassed.

Dream: Grandma is sleeping and I am sleeping on her, she changes positions, and I am careful not to wake her up. I have a look at her legs and think about how well she always looked. Then see some veins and other stuff and wonder about age. There is some sort transparent plastic bra/shirt that is filling with blood and I tell grandma who is now awake to take it off. My dad comes to help drain the blood off the device. It looks more like passata and we get into a discussion about what exactly is going on. We have to smell the stuff, now in a cup to confirm what it is, it smells like chicken broth.

LD: I am in my other grandma's kitchen and become lucid. There's a smart looking DC, blond hair, bright clothes, and I say a few words to him. My mind is kind of foggy as I can't remember any tasks I am supposed to be doing. I ask him for help with advanced TOTM and he looks pretty confident and starts walking around supposedly to show me what I should do. I can't remember the advanced task at all! I rely on him to tell me and he says something like "fire". Hmmm, I know there was something related to fire, but still can't remember, was it burn someone's house down or what? I am not sure I want to do this.

Anyways, I move to the next room, which exists only in dreams, it's full of brightly colored objects and number of DCs but I don't take a closer look. I finally remember I have to do the three step task for the competition. Phase. No, interact with DC, ok, already did that. Next one is phase, keep your eyes open. There is a wall but I don't want to go through it as I may end up in the void, so I decide to go through the glass door just next to it. The patterns on the door are such that one only vaguely sees the room and stuff behind it. Keep the eyes open, I remind myself and push forward. As I do, the blurred shapes behind the glass door become sharper in front of my eyes as I get in the room. Absolutely cool effect, I am thinking! I recall CL's enhancing dream vividness tech too, but am not sure how to proceed about it. The dream is quite vivid and stable anyways.

Now in the room, I see two Korean women reading a newspaper. I have a look at what's written there and think about how I am going to describe it. It looks like Korean, yet it isn't as the letters as different. I am beginning to feel exhausted, some sort of weakness plus heaviness in the head, so decide to move on. What was I supposed to do next? Advanced summon, I am thinking about summoning something extraordinary. I am looking out the window while I do this, see the skyline of some unknown city. The idea was to summon Angel Falls, but I feel like dream control is very hard in this place. Yet, the moment I think about the waterfall, right in front of my eyes and in the distance of the city appears a large structure of falling water. I concentrate on it and start manipulating it to make it Angel Falls but get something like a long protruding towards me half of a bridge and the water turns to shredded material that is waving in the wind in my direction.

I am still not sure whether that counts as advanced summon, so look in the other direction where there are yellow trees and see if I can make some special effects appear there. I almost zoom out of the room as I do that, but the dream seems to be fading away so I go back the way I entered and head to the living room. This place still has the layout of my grandma's place. As I go down the corridor, I hear a roar-like sound and think to self "Nooo", anticipating an unpleasant surprise. I cautiously approach the living room only to see an old slightly overweight Thai man trying to fall asleep on the couch. His wife is also there talking to him. He tells me something about me having eat to the fish he cooked and being offended. There's a small piece of fish next to a piece of carrot on the chair and I taste it, tastes like poached salmon. I then go into the kitchen thinking what to do now, having the impression this dream is generally very stable and control might be hard. I compare this to sivanson's cities in the astral and wonder if this is something similar where they might have imposed restrictions on gravity. The dream slowly fades.

I wake and rush to take notes.

8/24/2013

Dream 1:

I was in a village; a tribal village. I walked around it's huts and stuff. It had a big fountain in the center of it that sort of looked like this:
I also remember being in third person and watching as 22 of the tribesmen from the village have spears thrown at them from out of nowhere. They all die right there, next to the fountain, with the spears coming out of their chests. That's the dream.

Dream 2:

I remember a prison complex.

Fragment: I think I was a young teen or college aged male, possibly an older version of my older son (not sure though). There was some school or college event that I was supposed to do something for together with two of my friends who happened to be girls but not girlfriends (one of the friends was an older version of a girl who is my son's best friend in waking life). However, I worried that I had not coordinated with my friends well enough.

Fragment: I have doubts whether I am good enough and my boss reassures me that I am.

Fragment: Something about a man going cross country skiing or hiking in the snow, and deciding to take off winter clothes because he knew that it was worth it in winter clothes, but needed to figure out whether it was worth it dressed in a t-shirt. He discovered it was not worth it.

Fragment: Something about in a school there being a staff shortage and they were not sure they could replace someone who had left. I was looking in an auditorium or some place for a place to sit, and found one, but was told I would have to sit on a bench facing students because I was not one. I think in this dream I may have been the middle aged woman I am in waking life.

8/25/2013, 9:30-6:00

Notes: I finished reading a book about body language before going to sleep last night.

Dream 1 :

I was in town, walking around thinking about open body language. I was correcting people who had closed body language in the park area in front of the funeral home, and in front of the general store. I walked from the park area to in front of the general store. I most remember this conversation some old guy in a suit was having with some young guy in a suit. The old guy had his arms and legs crossed, and I think his coat was buttoned. He was also facing the young guy directly. I went over to him and told him he had to keep open body language if he wanted to be friendly with people. I uncrossed his arms and legs and told him about keeping his palms up. The old guy just continued his conversation with the guy, barely noticing me. There was also a lot of dialogue I forgot in the dream.

Dream 2:

I was at the Malverne middle school across the street from the high school. I think there was like a rock and roll festival going on there. Many guitars were inside the school. Also, when I went outside on the auditorium side, it was raining and there was a GIANT guitar on the area in front of the auditorium. Someone came up to me and said it was raining, so the guitar didn't work. The person pulled a string to show this, and the guitar didn't make any noise. I was watching the guitar for a while until suddenly, a nuke went off! To the southwest, I saw a mushroom cloud of fire rise from the ground. It wasn't an iconic mushroom cloud. It had too wide of a base and not enough top area. It sort of looked like this:

After that, I ran back into the school, and the dream ended.

Dream 3:

A false awakening. I woke up in my bed in Malverne to my mom and dad talking in their room. My brother might have been there. That's all I remember.

Dream 4:
Another false awakening. This time, I woke up in a white house with white walls and everything pretty much white. When I got up, I remember my parents talking in their room again, wherever that was :/. I also remember saying something to them with an intercom next to my bed. Then, I got up and walked around for a while. That's all.

Dream 5:

I don't remember this one very much at all. I'm not even entirely sure it was a dream. I remember machinery: like gears and stuff; giant gears. I remember climbing up them and jumping and stuff up a mechanical tower.

Complete lash-up last night and I'm on a short break so I'll get a few days rest before I'm back in the saddle.

I read up on the latest SSILD and that looks very interesting. I had a dry run during the day (at what I think is my REM sweet-spot) and it was very encouraging (definite signs that things were happening) So I altered my alarm time to later (5.30 AM), took 2 choline earlier and went through the cycles...and I could NOT go back to sleep in a hurry

I've never been a person who can usually hit the pillow and BLAM...I'm gone...and I can see that the effects of this method would diminish the longer it takes to go to sleep and I repeated the cycles once and I can see that was probably a mistake. Ed was completely thrown by my attempts...he retired to his editing room and refused to co-operate for the rest of the night. But, I like it and I'll pick that up again (particularly during the afternoon attempts) I'll also trawl through the discussion after the tutorial.

I get the impression that altering my alarm seems to have a strong impression on my brain and sometimes seems to override my "brain conditioning" exercises so I'll limit the amount of times I alter the alarm. It will stay at 5.30 now and I'll have a 10 minute "getup" a little slurp, pick my nose maybe (no I won't...I'll use a hanky) then go through the cycles nicely ready for the late-morning REM "happy-hours"

"Nil Desperandum Illegitimi Carborundum" (specially you Ed)

8/24/13 first some fragments: multiple dream characters eastern European with ties to (radio station) concerts. one burly, big moustache, balding? reminds me now of the dreamlet of a character with round black hat (amish-like) and big black framed round Rx glasses. also woman going out with someone "believe me she's not so hot (as she seems)" says a DC.

(WBTB with SSILD) Dream that turns lucid: I am standing as one fairly attractive thick blond woman in light jean shorts is in front of me (perhaps I am a cameraman and they are being interviewed?) when I see the next one in line...she looks familiar, her name is Brooklyn, thin, unassumingly attractive, long brown hair with her hands clasped behind her back, I find myself drawn to her and she looks at me in a love at first sight kind of mutual stare. I think it is the thought that I had during the dream that I remember her from a previous dream that made me lucid..."this is a dream" I immediately start floating then flying and swoop around in a loop back down to Brooklyn, we kiss and now my whole vision is filled with old style(analog) tv static and I hear the crackling of the static and feel the disappointment that Brooklyn is gone and all I have is this static but the static sounds a little like a waterfall and reading last night about attempts and a success with one of the DV tasks of the year must have inspired me and I decided to transport to a waterfall and I end up right underneath a waterfall. I stand there enjoying the falling water...perhaps too long to turn it into Angel Falls...but waking up smiling, none-the-less at the satisfaction of a lucid...try DEILD but too awake.

Brooklyn feels like my dreamworld true love and now Girl Friday seems like little more than an infatuation.