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I actually had a bunch of non lucid dreams last night, but I can't remember a thing, other than well, this.

So, I was at a Christmas party with my entire family. I can remember seeing the Christmas tree as well as a table with turkey and a bunch of other foods, set up like it was thanksgiving.
My uncle (who doesn't really look like my uncle) started telling me about the newest thing that he had gotten in his house, a zero gravity room. He led me down this hallway into a room on his house that I have never seen before in real life.
The room had only one window, and one door. And a really high ceiling. The only other thing in the room was a computer at a desk. My uncle sat down and started typing. I can remember seeing a bunch of graphs and numbers on the screen.
He said that he turned on the anti-gravity, and sure enough, I started to float around. I found that I could sort of swim through the air, but then I began to push myself off of walls and such.
Eventually, I was flying through the room, literally bouncing off the walls. I started practicing different maneuvers like flips and jumps. Toward the end I was getting pretty good and stared doing these advanced maneuvers.

So we were in Fort Mac cause my cousins just got back from Vegas or something like that. We were all talking in the streets. My eldest brother climbed an overhead bridge, he was wearing a monkey costume. He was talking with some people, and adjusting the tail, he then dropped, but was supported by the tail (which was REALLY long) He stayed hanging for a moment. Seems to me, someone did something that deserved clapping, but no one did. To my right was my other brother, and to my left was my aunt. My eldest brother started to swing heavily, he got to the top, and just bounced off a few times, but eventually grabbed the ledge where he was before. I started to clap, and so did everyone else. My Aunt was yelling something out at him (it was something that he did that she thought 'oh yeah, he always useds to do that') I was walking away and she asked me to get a phone, she wanted to call him "Yeah, then I can call him, the way he patted his arm too!" I was leaving, then I turned to ask my other bro if he had his phone, I thought it would be dangerous to phon ehim. He was up high. but they did. Then my aunt said that the window above where we were, some guy was just throwing stuff out the window , I said "Cool! I want to do that someday. Alright well Im going in here now, because I never have" I was talking about a restuaraunt that was open, no walls, it looked like a vegas type place. I sat down, and kind of slid forward and bumped into the waitress "Sorry" then I heard a BEEP BEEP BEEP, and I was at home, the alarm was going off.

Non lucid about my sister and DECA.

Feel like I was lucid but can't remember.

4:00 WBTB

4:20 back to bed coffee 200mg b6

SSILD

5:30 wake up feed baby. Vague memory about being lucid or dreaming about it. Something about trying again.

6:00 back to sleep one more coffee sip

vivid non lucid about some cops.

Wife's alarm 7am

I move around some but really focus on DEILD. I think I can hear the alarm again but I know she just hit snooze. Ignore it knowing I am about to be lucid. Now, I feel vibrations. I notice the sound from the box fan goes away completely. I can't move yet and I feel like I am not quite there. I wait a few more seconds. I imagine my feet moving over the side of the bed but its not working. I relax and notice the vibrations. Now my legs feel like they are floating and I move them over the side of the bed. As soon as I feel it I rush like the wind out of the bed and through the door. I didn't even bother to open it nor did I realize that I was phasing through.

Now I am standing in my dining room. I see light coming through the windows and the area I am standing in is lit but the rest of the house is dark. I run to the front door but everything goes black and I can feel nothing. I pause not wanting to wake up, I step back while rubbing my hands together until I am back in the light and can see.

Instead of fighting the dream I decide to try something else. I raise my hands in supplication and tilt my head back like I am praying to God. I say to the dream in a loud and clear voice, "Show me something important... PLEASE!" I pace around while asking this and end up walking into the kitchen. For some reason I always feel like I am really talking in my sleep and I worry that I will wake my wife up. This thought of the physical world makes the dream to begin to fade. I get the same visual as when I went to the front door. Dark nothing. So I back up rubbing my hands.

Now there is no light in the window. I can still see my hands but nothing else. Then, I can't even see my hands. I can hear the sound of the box fan again. I hold still for DEILD.

I feel vibrations and the fan fades out once more. I think instead of transitioning out of my "body" maybe I can visualize a new scene and skip all this escaping the house. My mind draws a blank and I just end up visualizing myself walking. I can feel my feet like they are moving in my bed. I feel the blankets rising and falling and the feeling of it on my toes. I laugh to myself knowing its not real. I rub my hands and together and it feels like I am really doing it. I lick the back of one hand. My mouth opening my tongue reaching out and touching my hand. The warm moisture of it. All of it feels as real as real life. Now for some reason, perhaps I am thirsty, I feel like I have a cup in my right hand. I am still blind and feel like I am laying in bed but I know the cup. It is the green plastic MSSU cup we got at the art walk. I put it too my lips and drink. The taste is amazing. Cold wet and sweet. It tastes a little like Dr Pepper but flat. It is the best taste ever. It feels like pure ecstasy in my mouth. The feeling beyond real and indescribable. At some point I feel like the dining room table is pulled up over most of my body and it feels like a part of the table cloth is tucked under my chin. I think that is fine I don't want to feel like I spilled it on myself. I continue to take little sips and after each one I smack and let out a "mmmmmm" sound. I just enjoy the sensation so much that I get lost in it for a while.

Then I hear my wife. She makes a sighing sound like she had just woke up. "What are you doing? You're drinking something out of the back of your hand?" For a second I think this is real. I think I am lying in bed making out with my hand. Then I realize that I am probably still dreaming. In fact I know it. I laugh to myself again. I try to get back to drinking this wonderful stuff but now it really feels like the back of my hand. I allow myself to do a check. Somehow I can now feel my real hands down by my side and my dream hands at my face at the same time. This is shocking and I begin to wake up. I can hear the fan come back into my reality and I open my eyes. The snooze alarm goes off again. 9-10 minute dream?

Last night I had what I would consider a successful dream. The dream started off in a city I used to live in a few years ago, I was in a blue hatchback style car as we drove through the park. the car was moving towards the west of the park, and I remember actually choosing how I was going to wave to the group of people sitting at the benches. (which is very exciting) I must have been thirsty because subconsciously I kept making drinks appear. First the destination of the car was over to grandstands that I somehow knew had a blue jug of kool aide there, but before I made it much farther I decided to walk. I started walking towards a wooded area, not far from the bench the people I waved to were at. I stopped at a water fountain and took a drink, and it had the most awful chemical/metal taste to it. I spit it out, and continued walking up into the wooded path. I soon met a dog on the path, it had barked a couple times which made me skeptical of petting it, but I did anyhow. I remember backing away from the dog a few times, not really sure what its intentions might be, but everything was fine and I carried on. As I moved on, I started meeting up with people I know in life, and we started to travel in a group. I think I may have been in the realm of my dreams where every dream I have ever had was interconnected like some sort of dream world, it was amazing... I visited many places I had dreams of, and they weren't far apart at all. I guess I never knew they were so close, because I never had the notion to explore my own dreams? I'm new to the concept of actually taking control of your dream, I mean I have always had dreams with a degree of control and choice, but this is a new level for me. I woke up so excited and ready to tell everyone what had just happened!

Frags:

• something about getting up on time

This is for the morning of December 14.

I was sitting with my legs spread in front of me and an old friend of mine, Tory was sitting in between my legs. She was arching her back and running her fingers through her hair in a suggestive manner. She let me know that she wasn't with her boyfriend any longer, and they were probably going to get back together, but at that particular moment they were not together.

Car and Brother

I had picked up a new used car. I drove it home to where I used to live with my mom. It seemed like a long drive.

When I got there, my brother gave me a phone. It had some kind of absorbent material and it was wet. He'd been crying, his tears got all over the phone, and then he gave it to me. It was kind of gross.

I shook out the phone to let his tears drip off. Then I noticed he was going somewhere with my kids. I didn't want them leaving with him, but they wanted to go somewhere. I told him I would drive them, but I didn't have enough gas. He said that was OK and that they were going to walk.

I didn't like it, but I let them walk.

The End

I had a dream that was like an interim dream between these two dreams where I was walking through a school trying to get to the outside. I kept walking through class rooms and trying not to disturb anybody. I walked through a band class which I saw pretty clearly, and then other classes. As I made it out of the school, I tried to see a reflection of myself with a hat and sun glasses, and something else that I had on, but I couldn't find a mirror to stop at, and I kept seeing teachers looking at me. At least I was outside now.

Tittle Litties

I was at a friends house (M-Bub). His girl bent down and showed me her tittle litties. They were beautiful. I asked her to show me again and she said "No" but then she did show me. It wasn't the same that time, but then she started showing them to me more and I got that same good angle again.

She kept moving them. I wanted her to just lean over and let me look at them without moving around. Then she did stay still. Fantastic! Finally, I turned around and there was her boyfriend. He asked if I got a look at them. I was scared, but he wasn't mad. He smiled, and I told him, "No, I didn't want to." My intonation me said, "No, I didn't mean to."

I then walked away and went to a blanket on a grassy hill. There was a bunch of stuff all over it. It might have been picnic stuff. I couldn't even sit on the blanket.

Someone asked me to bring a couple of their things over to the blanket, and I brought something to the blanket also, but I don't know what it was. The other person wanted to get away from a shark. (I guess it was a land shark )

Then I woke up.

Okay, I think I know the reason as to why I don't recall very much of this, I had one very scary dream before, and one really damn odd right after it, which I think takes over in my memory.

Nonetheless, it finally happened! Thank you DV!

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Me, and two classmates were driving around, I don't know the destination, but it was a typical snowy landscape around me.

I saw a yellow sign in a field to my left which said something stupid, I can't recall what, but it was something that would never be put on an advertisment sign.

Around this time I felt myself slipping out of the dream, started to feel my bed covers, etc, and realized, 'wow, that does sound really stupid, why'd anyone put that on a sign?', and then slipped back into the dream. But, the lesson had stayed, I knew it was a dream!*

I looked at my hand, and it was, not blurry, but ghostly almost, and it had maybe seven fingers. Oh yes, I'm dreaming, I thought!

A big field of snow came up to my left, and I felt like I had to try to do something in an open space. Unfortunately, I can't really recall what I did .. It had something to do with swords.*

Nonetheless, when I was out on the field, I felt myself slipping out of it again, but I know I had read that spinning gets you back in, so I tried it, and it worked!*

And around now .. I'm not entirely sure what happened. I think I slipped into another dream, or maybe woke up. Oh well!*

I was a sausage, literally a sausage. Around me were other sausages and we were all working in some kind of prison. Looking through the bars of the cells I could see pigs, the idea was that we slaughter the pigs to make more of us sausages. Unfortunately someone hit the button that released the doors, we all ran for our lives to avoid being eaten. I ran down the hallway and into what seemed like an air vent. I looked behind me to see a pig charging after me, he could fit into the air vent as well. I ran further, turned a corner and arrived at a dead end. I turned around slowly to see the pig now wearing an executioners uniform and wielding an executioners axe. I took out the same set and put mine on, ready for a battle to the death. We faced each other and started to make our moves and the dream faded to black before I woke up.

When I woke up my heart was racing and I was breathing fairly heavily, it was like I'd actually being running. The dream was very vivid and clear. I'm getting closer and closer to that lucid!

12/14/2012

last night i had a dream i was riding a bike to a movie set for a new batman movie. i was going to be an extra. i sat down on a couch and talked with some of the actors. i received a script and saw that i was an extra henchman in a "vice gang". i introduced myself to one of the actors. he told me his name was "lee" and looked at me like i should know him. then he said his name was lee harvey oswald. i didn't realize who it was at the time but told him the name rang a bell. the dream transitioned into semi lucidity when i saw a piece of paper that told me to remember this dream when i woke up because i was dreaming. then i woke up. i feel like this dream is very significant but every time i tell someone they don't seem to care much. typical.

Well I had two nightmares last night, they weren't really that scary if it was real life I probably would of laughed. When I was younger my brain use to f*** with me and I got what was either a shit ton of FA's or walking up hallucinations. So yeah I had woken up and I could see in my window a dead woman who was alive, if that makes sense. But I remembered about what happened when I was a kid and I got quite scared because I did not want it to happen again because it put a lot of strain on my younger life and I didn't want to tell anyone. Thankfully I sort of knew it was a dream but I did'nt get lucid. I then woke up again to find a evil Shrek at my window, yeah I know strange but this time I actually opened the window and tried to grab him. It's important to note that he had a real evil laugh on and never looked at me until the end. So yeah that was it I never thought I would have a false awakening because it just sounded so un likely, but now I will reality check every time I wake up. I really hope that these hallucinations/FA don't come back for good because I enjoyed the 6 odd years when they weren't in my life.

Sparring

I meet up with an old friend from high school for the first time in a while. I pretend to do some Tae Kwon Do moves at him, and suddenly he counterattacks while saying some words that I recognize from the dojang. "Where did you get those words??" I ask incredulously. He must have taken up TKD! We continue sparring for a little while. I am reminded of something my instructor once said: "Think of sparring as a way of saying hi to your partner."

Confidence

Someone is supposedly fated to slay a terrible dragon. But the person is a staunch supporter of free will, and hence has trouble believing in something like fate. So ze is very unconfident about the prospect of fighting this dragon, which clearly hurts zir chances of succeeding. [I don't recall whether this person was me, or somebody else.]

I Quit (8:00)

I'm at a sports club, where we're doing our warm-up workout outside. The current exercise involves teams of three. We lock arms in a specific way, then take turns trying to lift the people on our left and right using our core muscles. I'm the last person in our group to do it, so I wasn't expecting it to be as hard as it is. I try it once--try it twice--and then give up. With hardly a goodbye, I walk back towards the locker room to change and go home.

On the way is a swimming pool, and I accidentally trip and fall into it. At the last moment I remember that my shoes are muddy, and I hook my legs over the side of the pool so I'm hanging upside down from the edge. That way, the water stays clean.

After I pull myself back out, the club's head instructor is standing on the other side of the pool, looking at me. He commends me for my civic responsibility in keeping the mud out of the water, and as a reward, he says he's willing to overlook my embarrassing decision to quit the club. "We're back together," he says, and it's clear he's enjoying the double entendre. This guy seems kind of like a sleaze-bag, and I don't think I want back into the club. I throw an apple core at him and go into the locker room.

Inside, there are some students practicing Apparition. It makes me sorry to realize I'll never get a chance to learn it, now. The trick has something to do with having complete faith that when you turn around, you'll be looking at the new location; I never quite got the hang of it. Oh well.

I look over towards the secret door, which I also never figured out how to open. Then I see there's some kind of locking mechanism in the upper right corner. It's moving around, which must mean someone is trying to come through the door. Probably the head instructor trying to talk to me again.

Indeed, it is him. As soon as the door opens, we start fighting. It's a mix of Tae Kwon Do sparring and a knife fight. We end up back outside, advancing and retreating and circling around one another. I'm rather proud of myself for being able to deflect all of his attacks.

I am joined by a team of fighters on roller blades. They are part of a resistance group that has an ongoing feud with the sports club. Sensing my opportunity to cut ties with this place, I go with them when they leave.

~ 6 am

I am in a parade. We were carrying some sort of banner. I think FF was right behind us. They had cosplayers, one in particular that has the long, blond hair of Naruto, but it's a flaming gay. They also had a banner, which reminded me of our banner. I asked the person beside me if it wasn't ours.

I was talking to someone about work or study. I think it was Joerome. He needs to rent a dorm in a nearby city if he wants to work or study in some place. I think Silay came to mind.

~ 7 pm: sleep
~ 10 pm: wakeup

Buying on a boat. There were two options, but in one boat, I was already eating rice before I even knew what I was doing, so I decided to buy food there.

I am some sort of demon. I killed off some people. Some innocent, some are not. There was a housewife. I think I killed her husband. I killed more people in a room. Their weapons just go through me. There's one burly kid who's very persistent. No matter how much I shoot him, he comes back and holds me back, trying to protect others from him. I told him I'll remember his bravery, though it is pointless. He has some sort of sharp things on his body to hold me back. It traps me somehow.

I was in a plaza in our hometown. I was talking to a sea man. He needs to go out early because of some punishment. Lateness or absense, I think. Or no uniform? The number 50. He gave me an airplane toy. I was holding the bamboo-framed kite-like airplane. I used it to jump and attempt to fly, but the plastic is right in front of me, and there's only a small hole that I can see through. I would loved to use it to travel the world. I sense mom is coming from the direction of our house.

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Edit:

Upon going online, I saw news of a hideous massacre by ONE man that included "innocents." Even freakier is that the event happened around an hour after I woke up from my "killing spree" dream.