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Saturday 4/13/13

I was so tired yesterday, went to bed at 8:30pm - 7:50 am

Had a ton of long, detailed dreams. Wrote down only keywords and by now, don't remember much.

1. Something about Julie Watson. No clue who it is.

2. I'm in Saudi Arabia. (watched movie Kingdom, about FBI investigating bombing in SA).
At home, I'm showing my dad an atlas with pictures of Saudi Arabian beach. Few feet from sand, there are pits dug out in the dirt with bright blue ocean water and sand. Like a mini ocean. It's for the wives/women. They can't be on beach together with man.

As we looking at the atlas, we are suddenly standing on top of the steep cliff, overlooking the beach with little private oceans, same as the picture in the atlas.

3. I'm touring some tourist attractions in national forest in Saudi Arabia. At some tree, there is a sign in russian. Picture next to it is an orthodox christian. So that explains the sign in russian.

I'm at work, surrounded by all of my colleagues, and the boss' daughter. We're all planning a sleepover there, and as we're joking around, my hands catch my eye. Six or seven incredibly intricate and detailed snowflakes are etched into my palms. I draw my colleague's attention to this, and we all look in amazement. Suddenly, I decided to go to the bathroom, and find myself walking along a stylish corridor, where abstract art has been hung on the dark grey walls. I turn right and realise I've just entered my living room. Astonished, I spin around, taking in my environment. Knowing this is a dream, but still feeling too much under the dream haze, I perform reality checks I remember reading of in an attempt to clear my mind further. I plug my nose, and am unable to breathe. This prompts me to try another, to see if it works. I picked up a book from a bookcase I have in the living room, and read the title. I look away, look at it again, and the letters are still clear, legible, and remain unchanged. Perplexed, I attempt to push the fingers of my right hand into my left palm, and again, the check fails. However, I am still convinced that I am dreaming (For some reason, the snowflakes did not seem to bother me lol). Determined to prove this to myself and clear the dreams influence from my mind, I head to my bedroom door. Standing in front of it, I imagine a sunset. I figured that if this was a dream, I should open the door and see a sunset. Taking a deep breath, I open the door. My room is as it always was, nothing changed, apart from one of my walls having been turned into one big window. After standing there for about two or three seconds, the sky suddenly starts to change colour, and I witness the sun rise, through my bedroom window. I smile; though it wasn't exactly what I'd imagined, it was close enough. Just as the sun finishes rising, the dream scape darkens, and pulls away from me, leaving me standing in the middle of blackness, before waking up.

Definite Progress! Finally!

I feel like i was aware of the fact that i was dreaming most of last night, but was too damn tired to force a more active lucidity (stayed up ~4 hours later than my body wanted to).

woke up knowing i had been dreaming of zombies (played the first bit of the walking dead game before bed), but not much else. watching a youtube video about owls flying sparked the following recollection.

I had this little motorized winged gadget that is meant to help one fly. there was a spot in the woods that had awesome updrafts - enough to get me flying unassisted (more of a gliding thing - couldn't go long distances. going up takes a LOT of effort, and the forward movement is mostly gliding/making use of updrafts). i had to go somewhere far away, so i figured stealing one of the flyers (the winged gadget) would help get me there. When I used it in the updraft place however, it shot me up too heigh too fast. it was slightly frightening, but mostly inconvenient as i couldn't see where to go. i had a male friend with me at some point. vaguely fairly like (we were)... were on someones roof - the someone else's patio - used their comp/radio/etc for music.
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a secret base for...? abnormal people - deep underground. there is a valve like tube to get there. usually solid, but if you know how to get there, you can make it open and admit you. there might have been a fire there at some point - well contained. i thing i stole/borrowed the flying device from them. the mission was probably also from them. it was in a place way to the north - on a coast.

Current Supplements:
Fish oil 1000mg 2x/day
B complex w/ Folic Acid and Vitamin C 2x/day
Vitamin D3 1000iu 2x/day

Techniques:
ADA/mindfulness

Night before last:
I dreamed my ex boyfriend and I piloted steam-powered mechs across a post apocalyptic desert landscape, think Fallout New Vegas style. At one point, we stopped at a ruined rest stop.

Last night:
1. I was in a crowd in a movie theater like setting. It was very crowded and I was trying to find a seat without disrupting peoples' view of the show. It wasn't dark, though - the seats were all outdoors.

The theater became stadium-like. I was moving through a large crowd. The dream became blurry, and then I was hovering over the crowd and the building, which was amphitheater like with a strange roof-like structure that had muticolored terra-cotta tiles.

I suddenly realized that I was flying, which caused me to realize that I was dreaming. All of the colors intensified as I mentally ramped up the vividness of the dream. There were sparkling, vividly hued, multicolored chunks of glass and shiny black, hard pieces of coal suspended in the air around me. I was carrying a stack of tax forms and medical paperwork. As soon as I realized I was dreaming, I tossed them into the crowd below. I watched the hundreds of papers flutter to the earth like falling leaves, glad to have let them go.

I reached up and grasped a shiny black chunk of coal. It was smooth and hard, and despite being black, it shimmered. I brought both hands together and imagined immense pressure and heat. I imagined that the entire universe was exerting pressure on it. The coal between my hands began to feel hot.

I opened my hands. The coal had fused somewhat into a yellow piece of glass, but it wasn't a diamond yet. I wasn't bothered by this - it was a process, after all. I closed my hands, pressed them together around the coal/glass, and imagined the immense pressure and heat again. I imagined that all of existence was compressing around this single object. The dream rippled around me. I heard a sound like a shock-wave, or sub-bass.

I opened my hands and looked again. There was an almond-shaped yellow diamond in my hands, roughly the size of an egg. The surface was polished and smooth, and I could see into the translucent diamond and see all of the facets and the inner structure of the diamond catching the light. I gently released it and it rose into the air, joining the suspended pieces of coal and shards of glass, sparkling brilliantly in the sunlight.

I woke up. For whatever reason, I just wasn't excited about what I'd done! I just rolled over and went back to sleep... d'oh.

I dreamed that I was petting a tiger. It had been brought over to my apartment by a different ex-boyfriend. Its stripes were made of paint, and they got all over me.

I was in some kind of video game and there was huge forest full of items from Deathtrap Dungeon, i had to find ways to collect them all and some of them were pretty hard to get, requiring ridiculous jumping on branches, and along the way i had to fight some enemies too.

Unfortunately, I did not recall anything last night. The only thing that happened was me waking up in the middle of the night -

Reality checks show that I was actually awake and not dreaming.

I shall continue my efforts. I'd sooner witness all things fall into utter oblivion than give up this early.

When I succeed, the land of dreams will finally allow me to break the monotony of my life with flashes of creation and fantasy.

Only one dream from last night but it's certainly one of the craziest I've ever had!

Okay so I had the animated scooby doo by my side, the 3D animated one and I had to hide him from the cartoon one that was coming through a portal in a forest not too far away. We were both in this fairly open square tent and we both bolted for the open trying to get away. We both rushed through an open and very busy morning market. With blue sky above us and castle not too far off we clearly weren't in 2013. Nevertheless I glanced backwards to see if the cartoon one was behind us to see the scene switch as quick as a lightning strike. Suddenly I was in the middle of a cross-fire, not of real bullets though; nerf pellets. I instinctively ducked and looked around, as I did so the scene flicked back and I was racing through the market once more. Not giving a care to what had just happened we both raced into one market stall at the top of a grassy hill. Now I think back to it, it all felt so real and nice to have the sun on my back, blue sky and very colourful green grass. I looked around and once more the scene changed like a light coming on. This time people looked like they were in some kind of restaurant, however they were testing their nerf guns, making sure they loaded and fired properly, like they were preparing for an assault.

Looking back around I was no longer at the market, I was in a comfortable room and it was nighttime. I then heard a knocking on the window, it was my very small college friend Kathleen. She'd done something very bad and got kicked out of her house and needed somewhere to stay. Me being the kind person I am I lifted her through the window and into 'my room'. Not long after we were both watching tv on a large bean bag and all of a sudden she started feeling me up! O.o I look to my left and my girlfriend is sat right there! She didn't respond and I was shocked at what was happening. Then the dream ended.

i am in a house with M., S. and A. the house is located in a clearing in a coniferous forest. the scene is generally dark. the house has wood floors and a warm colour scheme.

then my friends and i are in my elementary school gymnasium. we are playing a game in which the goal is to guess what the other person is thinking of. the theme in this round is fetishes. i come up with an idea which turns into an entire dream scene:
this scene is in the style of a documentary and it is presented by a man whose appearance and mannerisms recall louis theroux. several muscular men wearing leather bdsm outfits sre gathered together in a field. on the edge of the field stand rows of huge metal bows (about twice the height of a person) which are anchored to the ground. "louis" interviews one of the men who tells him that this is a fetish. participants obtain satisfaction by being fired from the bow as if they were an arrow. louis chooses to undergo this process. an arrowhead attached to a short length of shaft is glued onto his forehead and he is placed into some kind of leather bondage contraption which keeps his legs together and his arms at his sides. the man pulls the bow back, releases it and louis flies straight through the air.
afterwards we are in a classroom with the lights off. some blue-white light filters through the window. we are discussing sexuality with a teacher figure who is male and in his mid-20s.

the scene returns to my elementary gymnasium but now there is a war going on. the tile floor has become bumpy and ragged, unevenly painted with blue, yellow and green stripes. i am talking to a tall, thin man in a suit who has unruly black hair about the war. i understand this man is jean-paul sartre. sartre complains that another writer's books are racist and colonialist and tosses them onto the ground.

next i am inside some kind of professional building with wooden doors and blue glass walls. a man is advertising his book on quantum physics. the cover photo of the book is a ripple in multicoloured liquid. i open the book. there is a grid on one page and each cell contains a line drawing of a person. on the opposite page the author derides all of these people, complaining that the men are "assholes" and the women are "sluts". on another page, there is a large circle labeled "A" to the left of a small circle labeled "B". the book describes how the larger circle represents the immediate effects of a quantum process while the smaller circle represents the other effects. the example he uses to elucidate this theory is that if you consumed lead atoms, you would experience mild symptoms immediately, while the rest of your family would become severely ill and mentally retarded but this would occur over a long course of time. (that's dream logic for you). when these two circles intersect, they supposedly create a ripple pattern.

finally I am wandering through the hallways of my elementary school. they actually look more like the hallways on the 3rd floor of the hospital but in the dream i believe it is school. the walls, floor and ceiling are flat white. the hallways are very narrow and take strange zig-zag courses, which is disorienting. someone tells me that there is a fire in the school. i am not concerned until i see brushed metal cylindrical objects careening through the hallways and spraying water, ostensibly to fight the fire. these 'robots' frighten me slightly.

Meeting of an old friend.
In this dream i wasnt very lucid but very memorable.
I was walking in georgetown with Matt, and we decide to walk into a headshop where i think it was village arts and crafts but different inside.
Then i see a different Matt from freshman and sophomore year. I went up to him and hugged him and told him its been a while since ive seen him.
He looked really stoned and i new he was stoned which made me happy.
Then he told me that i can get 1 thing that i wanted from the shop because he worked there.
i looked around, i saw pipes and grinders. But then i decided to get TNT, small white seeds in a ball of paper that pop when you throw it.

#163 - 6:58AM - DEILD/OBE

I have a micro awakening and go into DEILD mode.

The vibrations start right away. I transition out but something strange happens. I feel like I can feel my dream body and my physical body at the same time. I feel like my physical body is sliding out of bed while my dream body is standing up. I feel and then hear my other body slide off the bed and thump to the floor. I freeze wondering if that was real for fake. I didn't wake up so either it was not real or for some miraculous reason I didn't wake up. (I never thought something could be horribly wrong) Either way I'm moving forward.

I walk into the living room and see the the entire room has been cleared out. The hardwood floors are refinished but with out stain. Its just the natural color with high gloss. The walls have also been painted a nice green color. (All things I want to do. Not sure about the natural look though) I love the look so much. I fall to the floor and feel the slick surface. I need to tell Alysha that we need to the the floors like this. I look around and see the entrance to the kids room was where the front door should be and the front door was down a curved hallway were the bedroom should be. I note how odd that was but suddenly remember TOTM.

I stand up and turn to a wall. OK I am going to draw myself becoming a werewolf and then I'll transform. I reach up but forget to summon something to write with and start drawing on a wall with my finger. Nothing. I draw harder nothing. So I use my fingernail and scratch into the paint. That works. I scratch out a horrible bad drawing of a werewolf. There, now time to transform.

At that moment my wife decides that she needs to roll over and totally wakes me up! Noooooooooooo!

What's funny is that as I was trying to remember the dream I actually went back into it non-lucid.

I am sitting on the floor in the same room. I have a bare piece of flooring in my hands and I am smearing wood stain on it with my bare hands. I'm also trying to DJ my dream on it in stain. Some annoying DC guy walks up to me and keeps asking me if that was his mail box. I'm like, "Dude. What the hell? Shut up. I'm trying to write something." Then, the alarm wakes me.

I cannot remember much detail of this dream. A new paragraph signifies me waking up, but still in the dream.

I'm with my boyfriend and I am eating something when I begin to choke. I grab my throat with my hands and try to gasp for air. I'm trying to signal him to help me, but he just stands and stares with a half-smile on his face. This isn't like him whatsoever, but I do not think of the fact that I am dreaming.

I wake up. I am in a strange house, but at the same time it feels familiar. I am surrounded by a handfull of strange people, but they feel familiar as well. The lighting of the dream is dark and eerie, and I have an uneasy feeling. (I forget a lot of what goes on at this point.)

I wake up. I am in the same house, waking up to a weird man who looks like he is a carnie. (I forget a lot of what goes on at this point.) Next thing I can remember, I am walking through a wooded, outdoors-looking hallway, but it's inside the house. I come upon a huge snake that is hissing at me. I panic, but I pick up the snake and throw it into a stream that is also inside the house.. I walk through a maze, which is ALSO a part of the house, and come back into the room in which I woke up. At this point, I'm starting to realize that something is off.

I wake up. I am in the same exact room as my awakening before, and I wake up from the same sleeping location (bed, couch, i can't really remember which specifically.) Something is very wrong, though. Someone is there and they are trying to attack. I get up, run through the same forested alleyway, but I run into the snake again. However, this time, the snakes body has split in two making it a snake with one head and two bodies. I pick the snake up once again and throw it. This time, it is much heavier and much longer. I run towards the maze, and jump inside of it. I am getting panicky for it's hard for me to find my way out. (The only way back into the house is through the maze.) I finally make it back into the house.

I wake up. This time, I know I'm dreaming. So I think to myself "I must do something different," so I do not get up. Instead, I cover myself up and try my best to wake myself up. I try yelling "wake up, Hannah, wake up" but to no avail. It is impossible for me to scream at this point. I begin kicking my legs when I realize that I feel trapped inside my blankets, like tightly wrapped up and tangled.

I wake up. I am in the same bed, but do not realize that I'm still in the dream. I think to myself "Oh finally. I'm awake. That was terrible."
But then I see the face of the man from the dream, and I quickly look around me to realize that I am still in the house from the dream, so I know I am still dreaming. I cover myself back up and try my best to remember where in real life I fell asleep- where, in reality, am I laying right now? Then I remember- I fell asleep at my boyfriends house, in his bed, beside him. So I begin to (try) to yell "Zack, Zack wake me up. Please, Zack, get me out of here. Help me. Wake me up." But my speech is so slow and warped, and it takes all of my energy to make sound.

I wake up, but for real this time. I am confused and disoriented, and for a few seconds I do not recognize the room around me, but later came to and realized that I am back in my boyfriends bed. I also realize I am sitting straight up, panting, and my head is absolutely spinning with a terrible headache. He is awake with his arms around me, which was most comforting. I felt like I had been asleep for ages, and that the dream lasted forever, but when I looked at the clock, I realize that I had only fallen asleep less than two hours ago.

I have been having MANY of these types of nightmares lately. Draining ones, where I wake up and literally feel like I have fought a battle. All of my dreams have been nightmares, lately, too.

#162 - 4:42AM - WILD

I WILD straight into a scene outside. I was thinking about the beach and I remember sand but not much else. I didn't really do any control that I know of and just went with the dream enjoying the hell out of every second of being lucid.


At some point I have an FA. My wife keeps talking to me and I think she is the reason why I woke up. I tell her to shutup and leave me alone but she ignores that. After awhile I tell her, "I will slap you in the face if you don't leave me alone." She keeps talking then... WHAM! I vividly feel my right hand connect with her face.

I freeze. She doesn't make any sound or seem to move. I feel totally awful that just hit my wife! I expect her to go ballistic on me but nothing happens. Then I realize this has to be a dream. I roll over a little to note the feel. Yep that feels like my dream body. Sluggish, numb, and a little slow.

I move close to my wife to apologize. I still feel so horrible. We cuddle we automatically have sex.(menthol?) We do it for several minutes then I realize this is sort of a waste of time. The sensation isn't very realistic and I really don't want to risk waking up or *eehem* make a mess.


This dream is super long and unfortunately I have a huge memory gap here as well.

I am outside what looks like my back deck. I see the ground and it has no grass. I decide to teleport out of here but have no real plan. Just thinking about a sliders wormhole causes the view of my privacy fence to distort into ripples but there is no light or color. I raise a hand and see a sheet of rainbow static and then it breaks like glass. I summon the sliders device and point it at the fence. A beam shoots out and makes a proper wormhole. It doesn't last for but a second. Too bad. I give up and decide to teleport by falling backward. I relax and do the "Nestea Plunge"

The scene goes black and I feel myself softly land in my bed. I feel disappointed. I wait and notice slight vibrations but wonder if that was just expectation. I RC again by slightly moving my legs. Yep that feels like my dream body. I throw my legs over the side and scoot out of bed. This time I feel slightly stuck but force through it. I stand up and feel a little wobbly at first but it straightens out. I begin to hear some strange whispering coming from behind me and it frightens me. I don't turn turn around to look. I just say out loud, "SHUTUP.". It stops. I notice how vivid my voice is and my awareness moves to my mouth. I marvel how I'm really in bed asleep.

I walk into the living room and start to head outside. Again, I can think of no real plan just enjoying the dream. I begin to think about how super long the dream has been and think back to the beginning. I feel like I have it all in memory but I may have been lying to myself. During my retrospection I really didn't pay much attention to where I was going and was surprised when a DC stops me.

He is standing there blocking my exit from the house. The really odd thing about him was that he was headless. I feel like I know him but I'm shocked and really creeped out now. I look closer and notice that he is an exact copy of me but with out a head. There is no gore where the head should be. There's not even a neck. It's just smooth skin from shoulder to shoulder with a slight dip where the neck should start. I command him, "Tell me what you represent!" No answer. I know that he doesn't have a head but this a dream and there is no reason why he can answer me. I poke him in the chest, "If you don't answer me I will throw you out of here."
I wait and stare at him were his head should be. Looking at his neckless torso was just too much.

Slowly, he answers in a small timid voice. "Second Contentment" (but it sounds like second contentiment)
I'm still a little freaked so I come on really strong here. Annoyed, I yell, "SECOND CONTENTMENT? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN!?!"
After a moment, he even more timidly replies, "I don't know."
I notice the door is wide open behind him and the porch light is on. I step forward to move outside and he moves with me. When we get on the porch I say, "Well guess what? I lied. Get the hell out of here." I push him off the porch and he flips into the flower bed and vanishes into the darkness.

Thinking back I wish I had been a little more gentle with him and tried to get some better answers. For whatever reason this is a part of myself that needed some attention and I was a mean bastard. The whole thing was just so damned creepy that I couldn't take it. Maybe next time I can be more calm.

I step out into the street. The scene was getting dark and I really had to try hard to maintain visuals. It feels windy and I feel like my eyes are drying out. Suddenly I realize that my physical eyes are open and must have been open for awhile. I can see the bedroom door. I don't panic but close my eyes and focus on seeing on the back of my eyelids. after some focus I DEILD back into the dream.

I see the neighbor getting in a car but I ignore him. I start thinking how I can't remember any goals. The only thing I could think of is how I was thinking earlier in the day that it would interesting to fly into work during an OBE. I live only 7 blocks away in real life so why not? I start in that direction down the street.

I see a long rectangular shape in the distance at the end of the street where it Ts off. (This still may have been my door) I focus on that spot and feel my body get light. I put my hands in front of me and my legs back. I get the strange focus effect and zoom straight there. Then I fly up over the houses and into the parking lot at work.

For some reason there are several dumpsters in the way. I note four are blocking my path to the long walkway leading to the doors. Two are blue, one is red, and one is green. I weave through them crouched and sneaking. I stand up right when I realize there is no need to be sneaky. Now, I see the doors as I slowly fly to them. It is dark inside and only outside night lights are on. Let there be light. Let there be light. Let there be light. Soon I see some bright fluorescent lights flicker on. Alright thank you! I fly up to the doors and phase through the glass windows. I land upright inside.

I take a look around and let out a loud "WOW!" The entire production area in this part of the plant has been cleared out. Instead of brick and steel there is sheet rock that has been taped and mudded but still bare with no texture or paint. Someone has built a stage on the left and down on the other side the break room has been opened up into a concession stand. I see Glen and Steve down there eating and walk to them. Glen is eating nachos and Steve has fried chicken. Before I speak to them I notice a guy on stage. I didn't notice then but can't help but think that he looks like anderj101. He is holding a black electric guitar and is standing next to a black baby grand piano. He seems messing with some equipment and waiting for people to show up. I ask him, "What am I supposed to do? I can't work like this." I don't remember his reply but it wasn't helpful. I jokingly ask, "Can I have sex on stage?" (menthol?)
He laughs and says, "Hell yeah. I'll play Final Fantasy Pewter Shooter while you do it."
I notice I am walking among tables now and I have a empty metal coffee can in my hand. I am tossing it up and catching it and beating on it like a drum. Just being fidgety like in real life. I get within inches from him and turn my left ear. Laughing, I ask, "Can you repeat that? Did you say Pewter Shooter or Peter Shooter?"
He acts like he can't remember and mutters, "Hmm... Peter. Pewter. I don't know. I think it was pewter."
"Are you sure because I want to remember this so I can look it up later." For some reason I don't want to mention that it's a dream. It feels like my great secret and a joke on the DCs.
"I'll probably forget half this shit anyway."

I freeze. Suddenly I remember how incredibly long this dream has been. I freak out that I will forget all of it. With this thought I open my eyes.

I'm not entirely sure but I want to say this dream got on close to an hour. It's really impossible to tell though.

I later had some non-lucids

Work
I was running a strange braid machine at work putting green nomex on a cable. It turned into a big confusing mess.

The bar 5:58AM
I was in some swanky bar walking out. There was a table with a big potted plant. I walk around it to be block by the only table with a yellow table cloth. There was an old man sitting with a young woman at a connecting table. I say, "Oops sorry" and side step them. He looks annoyed. Then I stop and suddenly want some beer. I turn back to the bar.

There is a middle ages mixed race woman. I ask her for "2 Budweiser Lemon... No I mean Lime."
She looks pissed off and hatefully says, "You want 2?"
I nod
With a smirk she tell me, "That's $18.30" She turns to get them and I start fishing in my wallet for a 20. I start thinking how much beer I could buy and take home for $20. I look down and notice she already has 2 bottles open and ready with a yellow label. Lemon?. I think about running away but instead I reluctantly hand her the $20.

Much later I have a nice DEILD that I'll post separate.

Goals: Get to the moon tower, see if I can acquire any items that may help my dreaming.

recall level: Vauge

Memory starts in front of a large, metallic tower on what I assume to be the moon. I gingerly tap the front door of the tower, as I have no other idea how I might gain access.
I feel a piercing gaze from the tower, as if it were scanning me (perhaps?), the unexpectedness of the scan shocked me and I woke up.

Dream 1:
It’s common for SSILD to cause a false awakening but I never expected it. I thought I was awake and my brother came in shouting: “It’s 4 o’clock!” I thought nothing of it, because I wouldn't be surprised if I slept until 4pm. I will do a reality check next time it happens.

Dream 2:
I came remember A LOT more from this dream, even though the order of the events are jumbled up a bit, it still makes sense… somewhat.

I was in Fiona McKevitt’s (daughter of my old babysitter) house. I’m pretty sure it was her house, but it looked nothing like it; it was a completely different house! In a way it reminded me of a furniture store. But everything was too similar and the room was too small for it to be that. It was odd that the chairs were the same as the old ones we had years ago (like 7 years…), I should have picked up on this and made myself lucid. I have feeling the material changed the second time I visited (I visited each location twice) but anyway my dad sat on the couch closest to the TV (directly opposite it). In a way he didn’t look happy but didn’t seem angry.

There was also sex in my dream (this is a dream sign – I should have realised!) There was a singer – who doesn't actually exist – that had a very provocative music video. It was basically him crouching down in a white background with a hard on and his back tilted down towards the floor with his hands supporting him. He looked like he came from a tanned racial background, and had a Hawaiian necklace if I remember correctly. I remember there was two boys that came up from the bottom left and right and put his his... junk in their mouth. They were basically just licking it while looking at the camera.

I was also on a bus; it was like the school bus but it wasn't. There was a boy who sat in front of me and he showed me a sexy video (it could have well been that music video). I laughed and handed his phone back to him through the side of the seat.

Like each other location I visited the bus twice, the second I was on the opposite side of the bus – front seat. I noticed my REAL SCHOOL BUS coming over the hill, and it was a narrow road. I couldn’t see anyone inside in the bus (but not in a spooky way). I was desperately putting my seat belt on in a panic. And as the bus came closer it stopped suddenly and my bus driver was calm. The fact it stopped so suddenly was unusual, should have made me notice something was up. Next thing I knew, instead of one of the buses reversing – they drove around the side of each other! The road was only wide enough for one bus! But still just like an non-solid object you could walk through, the drove past the sides of each other.

I was gasping while shouting at Donal (boy in my school that gets my bus), “Did you see that!?”

He was calm about it and was actually laughing because I was frantically putting my seat belt on earlier… that made me embarrassed.

I also remember sitting on my bed half asleep looking out the side and that teen boy that showed me the dirty video earlier was there and he did something sexy and I said something dirty back – not sure what.

The last and final thing I can remember from this morning was Bradley Dixon (an teen boy I was going after months ago) and he posted on gay teen chat sire I know: “so desperate from Newry Chat.”

But the thing is that Newry Chat was a website I owned and shut down 2 years ago. Why would my dream bring that up?

END OF DREAM MEMORY.

I had two or three beers last night.
I had three cups of coffee yesterday which I think helped me become lucid last night. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep for hours which happened somewhat recently as well.
I checked in to DVirc last night.


I was looking at a couple of red 4x4's and I knew that I was dreaming. I didn't even do an RC.

I started flying straight up and I felt like a rocket. I even heard the jets. I went above the tree line and started thinking, "I hope I don't get heavy." I focused on the sound of the jets and tried to just ride it.

Soon I saw stars, but I wasn't in space. It was more like here and there, there were spots of light, stars, hanging in our atmosphere. It was still awesome.

Soon after I did get heavy. I didn't exactly fall back to Earth, but I did dream-skip to Earth. I was on a country road. This was a similar theme to a recent lucid also, but this time I didn't really see the road.

I heard a noise and thought I'd go check it out. I followed the sound through some brush. It was really interesting to follow the sound. I was excited as I got closer and closer. I came upon a baby owl in a nest. I was afraid it would bite me if I wasn't lucid, but I was, so I picked it up. It was sweet, so I put it on my shoulder.

Now I went back to the road. A car wizzed by. I tried to step in front of it. This was similar to jumping off a small cliff and into a river in a recent lucid. I find I like to court danger when I'm lucid. Why not?

Then I heard a cop following this car. I was going to wait for it and step in front of it, but it never got there.

Dream skip

I'm in a metal pre-fab building. I forgot the junk that was in it, but I decided to leave and FAILED in my attempt to phase through the wall. I was pissed! I've been having trouble phasing which used to be a natural ability for me. I know the wall isn't there but I still cant pass.

I ended up ripping the wall like cloth, but it took effort. This development really concerns me.

I ended up in a room with E. I wasn't going to do anything with her, but decided that I'd had a pretty varied dream, and maybe it was time to enjoy some female activity. She left, and I ended up trying to explain to another girl whom I was not interested in, the difference between a 1964, '69, and 70 half dollar.

The stupid DC wasn't listening to me. The dream started breaking up here.