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I wasn't every to recall every part of the non-lucid part of the following dream which was unusually long for a lucid. So, I paraphrased it a bit based on what I do remember. I was at a train station. It was mostly light rail but there was occasionally heavy rail too. As I'm sitting there a car that looks like a caboose derails and nearly hits me! A tall, skinny man comes out and apoligizes for the incident. Before I knew it, I was outside on a box holding two flowers with the man and a boy. The box starts to fly into the air and the man talks about how this is the best flight he's ever been on. Eventually the box lowered and the two departed. I decided I still wanted to fly though so I jumped up and started flying again. When I start thinking how I usually only fly in my lucid dreams, I realize I'm dreaming. I decide to take this chance to test out a few abilities. I try to shoot lightning out of my eyes but it doesn't work. Then, I turn my hand into the shape of a gun. I am able to shoot small lasers out! When they come out they have an accompaning "teeoo" sound. As I'm still flying, I try to fly faster upwards by imagining rockets on my feet. It doesn't seem to work. But, as I look around to see where I am, I realize I'm in outer space with half the earth in my field of view! I decide I want to head back down to earth so I quickly dive back down through the atmosphere. As I notice the vast ocean, my dream fades away and I wake up.

10-10-2012 -- I'm doing a new quest on Runescape, that seems to involve chasing around a moving crate that kind of looks like one of the Penguins from Hide and Seek. I am in a building, and I have to get to the crate, which is in another part of the building. unfortunately to get there, you have to get past various guards patrolling the area, much like getting the herbs in the troll kitchen in the My Arm's Big Adventure quest, or getting the vampire disguise in the Branches of Darkmeyer quest.

I'm not having much luck, since they keep catching me, injuring me, and throwing me out. It seems you have to sneak into one room, find and throw a switch that unlocks a secret corridor in another part of the building, then sneak back out and find that corridor. And they keep catching me. You can withstand a couple of brief touches from them, but they keep surrounding me and bringing me down, and I'm not managing to find the hidden lever in the first room!

They throw me out yet again, and I am thinking I need to get the invisibility robes I got from an earlier quest ... those ought to keep me from being seen. That will let me get a lot further. I find myself on Gatlin, right near Orange Avenue in Orlando, which feels like it is pretty close to Al Kharid. My car is here, so I am searching it for the robes.

I am reaching into my car and grabbing handfuls of nothing, and trying to believe in the robes enough to make them real as I try to pull nothing over myself to wear. Problem is, things are changing to where I am standing next to my car in my underwear, trying to get dressed. The car is parked behind several others blocking them in at a house where they seem to be having a party.

A girl I really liked from high school is walking out to try and drive off, as I struggle to get dressed in a Subway t-shirt that seems to be about three sizes too small. I just want to get out of here!

Soon I find myself in a different part of the game, very dark and dismal, with a lot of stunted, twisted trees around. Now it very much feels like I am in Morytania. The dream seems to be half ectoplasm-related, and half connected to another dream I had a couple of years ago. It somehow seems to involving digging stuff up and burying stuff in a graveyard, right near a bush, while filling two gallon jugs with ectoplasm. Problem is, the jugs are turning from ectoplasm to urine. There's also something about a building collapsing.

One of the bad guys who I have been fighting against through several quests has decided to retire, and give me a very big reward because of how great an opponent I've been. Problem is, I have no room to receive it because of all the clutter. So I find myself trying to stack the (now) large flasks of urine to keep them out of the way. The flasks keep changing. They started looking like gallon milk jugs, then turned into an erlenmeyer-type-flask, and now they look like traffic cones that have somehow been sealed and stacked together.

Somehow, the pressure in the cones, combined with expansive property of the urine allows you to attach another cone and somehow kind of siphon off some of the content into another cone. But soon the stack is leaking, and when I try to grab another cone to try and siphon off some of the urine, it in one of those short, stubby cones that almost seems like a toy next to the full-sized ones. Still, it's worth a try. The problem is, the cone is smaller, and can't seal properly, and suddenly the whole thing shifts and the entire front of my shirt is covered in urine. Yuck!

Somebody walks up to me and asks what is going on, and as I turn around I am very surprised to discover it is the 10th Doctor. "What's going on is that I stink," I tell him. And it is certainly true at that moment. More and more people are arriving in what now almost seems like a classroom, and most of them seem to be magic users from the Harry Potter world, but almost none of them are actual characters we know from the books.

One of them keeps asking me to defend something I said, and starts to attack me verbally. I ignore him. He keeps it up, and suddenly I grab him and swing a punch at his stomach. I am moving very slowly, because I do not have any intention of actually hurting him. I gently push my fist into his stomach, then keep pushing, until he bends over my arm like I'd really slammed him in the gut, even though it is in slow motion. "I see," he says, "you can defend yourself. But that's not really what I meant."

Meanwhile, the Doctor is standing next to Harry, who almost seems to be having some sort of fit or seizure, shaking on the ground, embarrassed and hurt. I don't know what is going on, but the Doctor seems to be helping him.

Soon I find myself in the cafeteria, looking over a tray with some prepared desserts. It is interesting, because there are some small cannoli or something for most of the students, with a larger cannoli (perhaps 50%) bigger for staff members. And a large cake perhaps 8 times larger than the staff member servings labeled for Ron Weasley, and the rest of us start joking about the human garbage disposal.

May 31st 2012
Well it was definitely a school dream and almost a false awakening too. I dreamt I was going to school for at least a few days I think I dreamt about the first few days of summer semester but I only really remember a dental class where we were supposed to take care of our teeth. Mine were bad, we had the doctors take pictures of our teeth and measured plaque levels day by day, mine were like 25 just around the gum lines, very bad according to the professor he sounded like the main host of the show The Doctors. I feel like I went to that dental class three times but the other classes I don’t recall. At one point the dentist/teacher offered to roll up my skeins of knitting yarn but he seemed annoyed by having to do it, so I did it myself and listened to his lecture, something about it taking 11 days for your mouth to achieve a fully clean feeling. Afterwards the doc gave me some foods to eat for my lunch, one was a plain bologna sandwich, another looked like cow tongue… and a third… I forget. I ate, but after looking at a clock that said 10:20 and wondering if I was missing my other class, I rushed outside but I didn’t know which room I was in so I headed for the library computers to look for my class schedule, but when in there I pulled out a ball of yarn, a notepad, a paintbrush covered in melted chocolate and sand that I kept wiping on the notebook. Then the girl next to me wanted to see my picture and while I showed them to her I daydreamed about her being a princess and dancing to the dance of hours, I also daydreamed about the show space cases and the Thelma robot in the episode about the Problematic Schedule. I started writing what Commander Goddard would’ve done to Ms. Davenport. I totally forgot to log in but I tried to log in unsuccessfully. Then Richard and I were at home setting fire to a ball of new yarn that melted. I dunked it in water and the colors it had were fantastic! I had two other dreams after falling back asleep. One was like some scene from a sitcom involving multiplying 0.49 by 3 to get 1 but it just ended up being a smaller number. This one idiot kept trying to prove he was right by jumping out the window! He wasn’t hurt after falling off a two story building twice! After a while a woman came out offering cheap plastic bracelets I saw two I wanted but after picking up a pink and black one I saw one with the same colors I had on, also the same colors as my knitted scarf the pastel blues and purples and pale teal blue. I woke up after that one but before that, I had another dream, very strange. Sort of a Beauty/ Beast dream, where Richard, a beast and another shy guy (looked like a kid from my printing class named Bobby) were all competing for my attentions. The Beast seemed intimidating, Richard was simply coercing, Bobby I appeared to meet at a theater opera singing Be Our Guest and he sat next to me talking. Then he gave me a very shy closed mouthed kiss. I ended up bouncing back and forth between Bobby who I thought was sweet, Richard who I felt obligated to stay with and the Beast whom I pitied with tears in my eyes. Each time I had almost decided on one, one of the other two would convince me to choose them. I seem to recall seeing Richard and Bobby around the front of the Adult School. I don’t believe I got to make a decision before I woke up.

Random side note: Can somebody explain to me why the edit feature on this dream journal keeps scrolling me to the top of my entry when I'm trying to add on the bottom of the entry?

10-11-2012 -- [Time to play catch-up. Have been dreaming for the last five days, but haven't got anything posted. So again my mind sends me a dream neat enough to force me to get off my butt. Its also slightly dirty, but not that much, more suggestive. So I'll get this one, and hopefully all else from the last five days posted today.]

I'm in the Hickory house, and my room is the second bedroom in this dream, though I don't spend any time in it. I have been cleaning it out, and just tossing boxes into the kitchen, but now there are so many old, empty boxes that you can't get to the cupboard or the garage. So I am trying to stack the boxes together to take as many out at once as I can. I think I end up carrying about seven boxes (including a pizza box) in two hands.

Somehow I find myself in a big area that kind of reminds me of the outside entrance to the lower level of the Buena Park Mall that was located near Sears behind Newberry's. There is one shop entrance in the immediate area, with the cage-like gate that rolls down to block the entrance at night kind of acting like a mouth. It drops violently with a loud bang which causes dust to rise, the room to shake, and the pillars in the corridor next to the store to look like they are going to collapse and bring the corridor down.

I suddenly find myself in an episode of the Simpsons, sort of. I am standing in the living room of the Simpsons' house on Evergreen Terrace. Bart and Milhouse are running around playing, but they are being watched by Lois Griffin in a fairly skimpy and quite lacy slip. The kids are doing something they shouldn't, or talking about something they've done that is really terrible (along the lines of literal attempted murder or worse), and some sort of voice-over narrator is talking about a hidden camera in the very roof of the house that is going to catch everything.

The camera pans to the ceiling, zooming through a large hole that somehow looks like it belongs, and it almost feels like I am flying up there to have a look, though I don't. It is just the camera technique. Either way, we're being shown the angle from the camera in the ceiling, and regardless of what the narrator is saying, the angle is wrong to actually see anything the kids are doing. Heh.

Still, this narrative voice out of nowhere is slightly frightening, even if we characters can only hear it kind of subconsciously, and Lois is kind of leaning back in my arms for a little comfort, and she is really quite sexy in the dream. As the kids continue to play, I start to lead her through the house looking for somewhere we can have a little fun. We soon find ourselves in a huge bathroom with multiple showers (kind of like a locker room) and I'm just about to have some fun when Bart and Milhouse walk in.

"Are you guys gonna do it?" he asks, "because I'm gonna watch!" So much for that. Guess I just have to settle for some light kissing. Phooey. Soon we're sitting at a long table in a large room, and Bart and Milhouse start to give a presentation on what they've been doing. It is long-winded, rambling, and terribly boring. The length and comprehension of the 'report' is more what you would expect from Lisa, but it is both boring, and impossible to understand. Bart has even gotten lots of collateral materials to present to us, so much more involved than anything you would expect from him. Too bad it is all nonsense.

He brings in two more people to 'help' with the presentation. One looks like a Simpsons version of Lisa Tuttle from Saved by the Bell, the other is a quite attractive blonde with a fairly large bust. The voice-over announcement is back, and says something about the girl looking like Marilyn Monroe, but thinking she is Bette Ford because that's the clinic she's been in. Lois says "Marilyn?" and I kind of repeat the voice-over and the Bette Ford Clinic part, and she replies "I heard that part," in a slightly annoyed voice, though she is still in my arms. At this point the woman is standing by a trash can, routing through it.

As Bart is still rambling on, I grab some of the collateral material, and find myself looking at a refrigerator magnet about the size of the magnetic calendars that Hosanna Printing did one year, but with an advertisement for whatever it is Bart is talking about on it, instead. (I think it is some sort of movie he is making, but again, nothing makes sense.) Problem is, he's done his usual half-arsed job on it. The magnets are at angles, sticking out from under the ad, with extra glue spilled everywhere and dried out. Very unprofessional looking.

I try to call Bart over to talk to me, but he doesn't want to come near me, fearing I am going to choke him like Homer would. I just plan to have a discussion with him about focus, and goals, and whatever it is he is trying to accomplish, but in truth I fear the entire presentation has no point, and he is probably just doing it to annoy us. Bart has tried to hide by dropping to the floor, and the blond has joined him there and they are messing around. By the time she gets back to her feet, one of her breasts is hanging out of her loose, low-cut green top. I ignore it.

As I try to talk to Bart, suddenly the blonde is half-lying on the table, completely nude, legs spread, showing off all her bits. Actually doing this in front of a couple of little kids makes it far more disturbing than erotic. I get kind of excited, but not about her nudity, specifically. "I never thought I'd get to say something like this in an episode of the Simpsons," I begin, "but I don't care if we are on Fox, that's never going to make it past the censors!"

The blonde is now gone, and Lois is asking me what I am talking about. She was looking at a brochure that was part of Bart's materials, and didn't see the girl showing herself on the table, so I'm explaining about her showing her bits, all of her bits. About that time, Flanders walks in, and I'm thinking if he were just a few seconds earlier, he would have lost his mind! He's trying to understand this presentation of Bart's, as well, and has decided to try to take a disc from the computer on the table.

The computer is a very odd model, and seems none-too-stable. It is slightly rocking on the table, and as Ned tried to open the disc drive door, it somehow kind of snaps at him. Before our eyes it is slowly changing. It is still a computer, but more and more it is a computer that looks and acts like a cartoon-style robot dog.

At this point we're all still at the table, but it is set up in that entrance corridor at the Buena Park Mall, and as Flanders reaches for the disc drive again, the robot dog sends some sort of radio signal, and the roll down cage door thing on the one present store front starts to snap down with another big bang. The room shakes, the dust starts rising, and the pillars are shaking terribly, and Ned bolts down the corridor in fright!

I remember talking to D on the phone about something random....and hanging up and thinking "wait....are we friends again now?".

1st dream
I woke up in dream and did 3 different reality checks and they all checked out I wasn't dreaming. I walked over to Pruzels cage and saw she looked lonely. I ran over to the pet store and bought an adult male budgie and took him home to Pruzel. They were instant friends and did everything together. I woke up soon though and she was alone sleeping.

2nd dream
I was playing minecraft pocket edition on the couch in my living room. I was yelling at it for a long time. My mansion in survival mode was being overrun by aggressive spiders and I kept getting defeated. I couldn't get my diamond sword back and more just kept coming! I woke up after my diamond sword was gone...

Dream - Lucid

I fell asleep, and knew I was dreaming almost immediately after entering the dream. It felt unstable and dim, as if I was only very lightly asleep. My mom and brother were there in the house as well.

I wanted to get out of the house. I tried to phase through some things to do so, like the ceiling and the door, but all were solid, and I couldn't get through no matter how hard I intended to (this is something I've done successfully many times in the past; I don't usually have this much trouble phasing through things). I decided to try to phase through a window instead. I went up to it, and slammed my body into it. I didn't phase through, but the window fell out, leaving me an opening. Woohoo! I went outside.

I was then walking down the road outside my house on a sunny day. My mom and my brother were there too, I think walking a bit in front of me. I, of course, had to fly. I got a running start, hoping this wouldn't turn out like earlier when I was trying to phase through things and having no success. I took off into the air, and was flying! I looked down and saw my mom and brother walking on the road. I was up over my neighborhood, flying over roofs and beautiful green treetops that were starting to turn with the seasons.

I was then starting to slowly lose height. I tried to think myself back up higher, but it was proving to be difficult. I finally gained a bit more height back, but it wasn't where I wanted to be; I wanted to fly as high as the highest treetops! I kept trying to think myself up there, but I couldn't get any higher than I was. Besides, I was starting to sink again.

I then briefly thought about myself being so high up, I could see the curve of the Earth; almost up in space! I thought I shouldn't be afraid of this height, because I'm dreaming, and I can't get hurt.

I then remember being outside someone's house. I decided I wanted to go in and explore. But first, I really needed to RC and make sure I wasn't awake (as if flying wasn't enough). I checked my hand, and I had 5 very short, stubby fingers, which then enlongated a bit, and I had 6. Yeah, definitely a dream.

I decided to try to phase through into the house. Of course, this wasn't working out too well. I finally got frustrated enough to where I finally phased through, and everything turned black with lots of purple flecks overlaying my vision (a common thing for me to see with my eyes closed anyway IWL). I also felt a very interesting sensation when I phased through, one I can't ever recall feeling before when phasing through things. As soon as I stepped into the door and things went black, I felt this warmth overlaying my body, like a soft, comfy, warm blanket being draped over me. I've felt that when meditating before, but never in dreams.

Spoiler for Explicit content:

I was then in a room that looked similar to my grandparents' old, old house, with this tall chair in the middle of it. I sat on the chair, and for some reason, started to grind on it? I then had an intense orgasm, and woke up.

~

I was in my room, and so were Blake and my dad. My dad was sitting on my bed by my chest of drawers, and I was standing by my mirror on top of my dresser. I was changing clothes for some reason. I told my brother and dad to close their eyes. I then felt that I wasn't wearing a bra. Weird. I took my shirt off, and put on a light blue bra. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and it almost looked like I still wasn't wearing a bra, but it was just extremely light blue. I felt kinda weird, but I trusted that they weren't looking. I then said
"Well I guess you can open your eyes now," before I put a shirt on.
Eh, whatever. They're my family, I doubt they'll look anyway.

My dad then said something, and I turned around. He had opened up my second drawer in my chest of drawers, and apparently, I had Barbie dolls in there? He was brushing the naked Barbie's blonde hair with a toy brush. I also noticed the top drawer was slightly opened. It had ashes in it from my pipe. I figured if he saw it, he wouldn't really care much, so I stopped worrying about it. He then said something inappropriate about the Barbie, about how he put it back in there.

I was then looking through one of the windows by the front door, and I saw these flyers, one with Blake's picture on it, and one with mine. It looked as if I was sitting with some friends in an auditorium, and my hair was shorter, like it was when I was younger. I got excited, because we had tried out for something, and we had made it! I called for Blake to come and look.

We then stepped outside to read the flyers as well. There were two lists posted. I saw Blake's name on the first one, and pointed it out to him. He was doing some technical work for a play or some kind of show. I then looked at the other one, and replacing the picture of me from earlier, was a picture of me naked from the shoulders down. What. The. Fuck. Who got this naked picture of me? Where? WHY?!? I was baffled, confused, and insulted. The picture then started to move, and it changed its angle to being from the bottom, showing my butt and my vag as I walked. Wow. Privacy=violated.

At any rate, I had made it into the same play or show Blake was doing the technical work for.

Fuck yea I finally went lucid!! I saw Matt in a cafe and he was talking to some evil dude who looked like mick jagger and was like corrupting his mind or something. I wanted to save Matt really bad. Then I realized, wait, I'm dreaming and Matt doesn't have to be corrupted like this! I can convince him to stop, I.e. control him. So I set about trying to talk him into leaving with me. Surprise surprise, he didn't do what I wanted, because even in my dreams I can't control people and make them do what I want. Its interesting how that was the first thing that came to my mind to do once I realized I could do whatever I wanted. Wow, there are no accidents.
Matt was definitely inhabited by some demon and was not acting like himself at this point. At first I thought, well fuck him, I'm just gonna give up on trying to save him. As I learned yesterday, my defense mechanism is giving up on a relationship so I can feel in control of the outcome rather than risking it and have a chance at failing. And then I thought, why can't I control him if I'm lucid dreaming? I even thought, well maybe I'm not really lucid. I was gonna go test it out and go fly or something, but then I knew I wouldn't even enjoy it because I would know I had left Matt behind and given up on him.
Then I remembered the real Matt having told me that in his lucid dreams he would run away from the monsters cuz he got scared, even though he could technically fight them and win. And he also recently stood up to one of them. So I thought, well I can do that too! When I looked at the dream Matt, all mean and corrupted, I just wanted to love and nurture him and tell him that everything's gonna be okay. So I climbed on his lap and did just that. I really wanted to make out with him, so I did! And it felt really good. The more I made out with him, the more I could feel the evil spirit leaving his body. And once it was gone, we just held each other and then I woke up.
Wow, so interesting with a lot of commentary on things I learned in my fifth step yesterday. Ultimately, I can't control and make people do what I want, but I CAN always help them.

i was driving hayleys car and was going to meet her at a hotel. she had it all planned out wherre her friend was going to put the hotel under her name and that way no one could trace us to the hotel. when we both got there the room was really nice and big but we ran into some trouble with hayleys connection. the guy was fucking insane and he like picked up a drill type of a tool in the hotel and started like breaking the ceiling and fucking the entire room up. we eneded up in a car with this guy after his rampage and he was driving. when we got to a stop light hayley and i abandoned the car and told the guy to take it easy. we got back to the room and strangely enough all his damages had already been fixed. we were both perplexed and i wwas especially creeped out. iopted to hayley that we move to a different room and she felt that was the best idea as well.

then i kinda fade out in memory and the next interval was with devin and a bunch of boys. we were at some river and there was crazy shit to do like we were jupming of these huge waterfalls at night when it was pitch black. we rubbed up against a bank that was nearly endles and was on the edge of the earth.

next fragment i was at an obstacle course. there was some huge mantioin at the end but everyone else was in front of me doing the obstacles and i waited to long to begin so by the time i started it ended. i frantically tried to run though quickly it didnt work. the ladies who wwon the obstacle seemed prepared and knew they were gonna win. they were all dressed in medevil clothing.

It's Your Destiny (6:58)

A red-haired anime girl repeatedly walks up to my character and hands him a note. Half the time, she folds it into a paper airplane and blows it at him like she's blowing a kiss. The other half is a similar animation that also involves her blowing something at him. It's obvious that only these two animations were made, and they alternate randomly for variety. In both, after she delivers the note, she uses a pink rod about the size of a penis, which turns into an umbrella, and she floats away.

Some girls I know who have played the game before tell me that no matter how you play it, your character ends up with that girl. It has something to do with your destiny. I'm resistant to this idea, but there's clearly a different girl following me around in the game to enforce my destiny. The next time I see her approach, I get ready to do battle. I'm not exactly excited at the concept. I have a premonition that this battle will involve throwing fireballs, though, so at the least it will give me inspiration for lucid dream control, when I ever have one again. [D'oh!]

Indeed, one or two golf-ball sized fireballs are thrown. We also try setting traps on various pieces of furniture, but I'm not sure exactly how to set them off. Anyway, this girl is herself not an expert at this kind of fighting, so I'm not completely flattened. Some people my age are standing in a nearby driveway (it's dusk), which complicates things, because I think we're supposed to keep our abilities a secret. As I'm looking around, I notice an uncanny coincidence: of the three groups of people standing nearby, all are holding or manipulating a car tailgate/rear bumper, and our spells start affecting all three bumpers at once. It's such a strange coincidence that I start to wonder whether maybe destiny has something to do with it.

There's a man walking around the bar, singing enthusiastically along with the background music (which is Copeland's Hoedown). Our battle ends at the same time as the music.

Gingerly (6:58)

My family is walking into a building through a room with a lot of dog poop in it. Fortunately, there's a clear path around the side. Unfortunately, my mom trips and falls into the dirty part, then rolls through the dirty part before coming to a stop. That last part was totally unnecessary. She could have stopped herself somehow. My sisters are making loud, disgusted noises.

On the way out, I consider going around the other way, but it turns out that there are a ton of cobwebs between the car and the wall of the garage. Not worth it. So I go ahead of the group back around the original way so that I can open the door. We're talking about how this was just a routine checkup for our dog, but last year's checkup was routine and it led to discovering an illness which she hasn't recovered from to this day. So we're hoping for good news, but we're worried. We're also trying to coordinate times and places, because there's something I need to go to on my own, and someone else will have to pick me up.

Burnt Sugar Cookies (6:58)

Last night, someone made SO MANY sugar cookies. Dad shows me the box. They're all a little burnt, so they're brown rather than beige. They're going to be used as rewards. Dad also shows me the container which is supposedly full of grease from all the cleaning that had to be done afterward.

We try talking to my middle sister about something stupid she's doing. Mom's been trying to convince her to stop, but she isn't listening. I decide to pipe up and try to calm things down. I admit to her that I don't know as many of the details of the situation as Mom does, but I still agree with Mom's assessment that she should stop. I try to give some reasons, but I'm not sure that she listens.

Later, we're sitting around the dinner table. Dad tells everyone about how I've solved some of my professor's "Challenge Problems." I hadn't been planning on bringing it up, because that would be bragging. But now everyone's looking at me expectantly, so I say yes, I solved two of them. "Both of which I've already seen from other sources," I add. My eldest sister says encouragingly that there's no problem with that; it's all about "unifying the notation." I nod. I'd never thought of it that way before.

Springtime Traditions (6:58)

Spoiler for Springtime Traditions:

There's a video choreographed to "Rite of Spring." Right now, we're at the frenzied section towards the end of "Mock Abduction." Perhaps unsurprisingly, the accompanying video shows three couples lying parallel to each other, having sex. The video cuts are all over the place. I have a feeling I know what's coming. Indeed, on each of the last chords before "Spring Rounds," everyone convulses together. A helpful white label appears on screen, too, saying, "orgasm." I wake up messily.

Frags:

• Someone asks me my year in school, so I hold up three fingers. "Fourth?" they ask. I suppose the little short wall between us might have gotten in the way, so I raise my hand higher and say, "Ah, no, third," and they say, "Ah, of course." I wonder if my pinky wasn't folded over far enough the first time.
• There's a free bottle of alcohol lying around, so I grab it. Reading the label, I see that it's apparently bourbon. Excellent; I haven't tried that kind yet. [IRL I have this thing where I kind of want to try all the different kinds of alcohol, and then maybe never drink again after that. Who knows.] I put the bottle in my backpack. I still feel weird doing things like that; I feel like it should be illegal for me to possess alcohol. But it's not, anymore.
• I witness an awesome piece of scenery, and I try to impress it on my memory. It might have involved clouds.

10.11.2012

Dream Views Shuts Down (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alex decides to close the DV forums, and Opheliablue makes the announcement that DV will be closing soon.

It remains inaccessible for a few minutes, then I checked on Meta to find Alex made a thread stating what happened. He decided to sell it to a person who's French.

Alex didn't state why he had to leave, but I guess he was going to leave everything to the French guy's hands now.

Eventually, the same French guy who is now admin is using the site for a French class, not for lucid dreaming overall. I get irritated, and there's a bunch of threads that seem to be deleted since it's not related to French class at all.

I looked at the Notifications section on top of the screen, and saw I have a few likes received. There's one like where I made some post that had some naked lady with her breasts covered by hands. I think I made the post in response to someone who did post pictures of breasts.

The other likes looked like I posted in threads that died a long time ago.

Then after all that, the dream shifts to me being outside now, and it seems that the area I'm in has Europe vibe to it. It's a completely new environment to me, and I'm presuming it have a France vibe to it.

The concrete had rock material fused together, like those little bumps you see formed close together. I realize that I'm sitting down a small bleacher bench while looking at some people to the right/left of me.

These looked like randomly generated DCs, and then I come to the realization that the new admin really didn't buy Dream Views to sustain the forum, but to make a new site for French classes.

I end up leaving, and I think I see SpaceCowboyDave leaving before me in this weird area.

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10.11.2012

I Have SpiderMan Powers and Facing Huge Ghost Rider (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WOAH...

I'm inside of an area that's reminiscent of the LOZ: Windwaker's section where you would face Puppet Ganon, except that the area has shades of brown, mostly because the surface of the whole area seem to be made of wood.

There's these wooden surfaces that would be on some parts of the wall that were surprisingly stable. There was a long wooden path high on the wall you could walk on the right side of the area as well.

The walls have a lighter hue of brown, but since this area has a dark vibe to it, it isn't noticeable immediately. There's a few torches lighting up the place, but it doesn't really make most parts any clearer to see. This place also seem to be reminiscent to Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones' area where the Prince had to move a statue before the place burns to a crisp.

I seem to be flinging around the place like I have Spiderman's abilities to web-shoot and swing. I do this for a while, and I hear Amon's voice from The Legend of Korra. He comes out of of this black and opaque opening, and he starts saying some things to me.

I can't recall what he said, but he does have my attention for sure. I eventually get on the lowest surface in this area, and I was somewhat close to Amon. I get a little scared, and decided to quickly jump and web-swing again away from him.

The dream shifts to where a HUGE ass creature forms, and it looks a lot like Ghost Rider, except it's 1,000 x bigger. I don't know what to do except to keep flinging webs and swinging at random areas.

It doesn't seem the Ghost Rider thing isn't concentrated at me at the initial periods of it manifesting. It seemed to be attacking some random people in what I thought was an empty area with just me inside.

After a while I get so scared that I decided to hide behind a wall on the same long wooden path on the right that I stated before. I seem to have found the Ghost Rider Giant's blind-spot. The wall I was behind I think let to an exit, but I decided to stay there.

While I'm hiding behind it, I can still see what's happening behind me. The Ghost Rider Giant starts punching the walls randomly, probably aiming for more randomly generated dream characters. It tries to get me, but it simply is not able to get through small spaces.

After that, I don't know what happens, hell, I don't even know if I can even kill this thing.

It just appears out of nowhere....what the hell.

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10.11.2012

Ordering Breakfast Tacos (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm with my mother, and we're inside of a store that probably sell Hispanic food. It's similar to the environment you see in Starbucks, but that was probably because I wasn't paying attention to the rest of the store with my peripheral vision to the left.

I just stood near the cashier, and waited with my mother. When she received her order of what seems to be Sausage and Potatoes wrapped in Tortillas, I told her that I would like a Breakfast Taco. She looks at me as if she's a little annoyed that I didn't tell her sooner, but she quickly changes her demeanor from irritated to kind towards the employee.

It takes quite a while for the order to be finished, and I was wondering if they forgot or something. I was looking at some Asian man wearing a dress shirt and probably dark brown dress pants as well. It seems he's writing on something, and when I take a little peak, he seems to be writing on a PINK Intuos4 Tablet.

He's writing on it with a ball-point pen without the ball-point in it instead of a tablet pen. The tablet seems to respond to this object that shouldn't even make any kind of response. I think there was another Intuos4 near the cashier counter, and I started to touch it.

Man, that tablet is very sensitive, it picks up my movements with my finger pretty well, and the harder I press on it, the large the cursor increases. I take my fingers off the active base of the tablet product after playing with it for maybe 15-30 seconds.

My order finally comes, and it's inside a brown lunch bag. I take a peak inside, and there's two breakfast Tacos for myself. I also feel that I could've been younger in this dream, like 14 years old or so rather than 19 years of age.

The breakfast tacos looked very enticing as well...the eggs, potatoes, and whatever meat is in there (sausage or bacon) closely packed together. The eggs seemed to be the main thing that attracted me, they were so fluffy and yellow.

Last night I had a really odd dream that I was in the movie 'Broke Back Mountain'. I was one of the characters which is odd because I'm a female...

In another part of the dream one of my cats was biting my hand it wouldn't let go. She left a cut mark where she had bitten, it was like she was angry at me.

In the last part of my dream I was in Stop & Shop, but it was set up like a restuarant. I was doing prep work and trying to make a salad look nice. There were tons of things I needed, but no one was around to help. I remember getting very frustrated about this. I kept trying to make all of the salads look the same but it was impossible. I also over heard Kate Middleton and someone I used to work with gossiping. I yelled at Kate Middleton for being there and said I didn't care about her life. I went back to the salad station and kept attempting to make the salads look nice, but I realized I was taking way too much time and gave up.

One of the most stable and least fun lucid dreams that I've had so far.

So me and...someone. Idk really who, but she was about my age and she was leading me inside this castle. It had a cathedral look and was entirely white. I was already lucid.
We walked though this throne room and to the left, there was a dining hall. The entire room was white, and there was a very large throne positioned at a long dining table, for like a king or something. It was flanked by four smaller thrones. The girl who had followed me told me to just sit and be patient while the court was in session.
"But what about having fun in a lucid dream? Flying?"
"There will be time for that soon enough."
I sat down at a table in the corner. By now the large dining table had several people sitting at it, and more people were coming into the room.
Everyone sat down at the table, and I sat down at another table, alone. I decided to work on stabilizing the dream so I felt some of the food and dishes on the table. I couldn't get over the fact that the dream was sort of blurry with the visuals. My sense of touch seemed active. I could discern the feel of a greasy plate from a clean one.
I was very restless that my precious dream time was draining away, so I moved to another table and felt a basket of flowers. Again, very active touch, very realistic. But the visuals were bland.
I decided to throw an apple at the wall. I wanted this counsel to break up and pay attention to the fact that I was lucid dreaming. Knowing there was no consequence, I picked a small green apple out of a bowl and was about to throw it, but instead it just fell out of my hand and rolled away on the floor. But it hit against my leg with another very active sensation of touch.
I started to look back down the hallway. It was getting darker, and the scene had changed from the large cathedral castle to my grandparent's house. I could tell that the dream was ending by fading to back, so I shouted out.
"Let there be light!"
Apparently quotes form the god don't work all too well, because I saw the dream get briefly brighter until I woke up.

A little added description:

The "king" man wore white armor and this spiky crown with large diamonds in it. I couldn't discern his approximate age, but I knew that he had either blonde or white hair.

The girl seems to match the descriptions of my dream guide, from my old dream journal. Even down to the apparel she most commonly wears.

I wonder what that counsel was about.

And here are some of the non lucid dreams. I typed these in later due to school...

I started out getting some explanation from this guy who was mining some rare metal somewhere in northern Russia. I can remember the whole dream scene being an ocean/lake, with some glacial mountains around it. He started explaining to me that the metal that he was mining was very chemically reactive with water.
He took a small piece and put it into the water, and it started to bubble and the chunk of metal was shrinking. He said that it got more interesting when there was only one atom of metal left.
The chunk of metal had started out at about the size of a golf ball, and was now about the size of a sand grain. Then it exploded into this huge, shiny perfect sphere, shrunk again. It repeated several times, and each time the sphere was smaller. It was over.

I was going though a very typical anxiety dream about school. It involved me walking out to the bus. K was there, and she reminded me that I needed to get some homework from my class.
I went back to the classroom, saw the homework on the desk, then went back to the bus. When I came back again, K told me that I still hadn't got the homework. I went back again, and saw all of the school buses drive out of the bus loop.
When I got back to the classroom the second time, It had become this large room that looked like an airplane hanger. There was one man sitting on top of a school bus parked in the hanger.
For some reason, my shoes were on top of the school bus and this man had put them up there. I asked him how to get my shoes down, and he told me:
"Believe that you can't and you can."
I told myself that getting my shoes was impossible, and sure enough, I teleported to the top of the bus. Once I had put my shoes on, the man disappeared and the dream scene changed. I was now in my neighborhood, up on the northern end, where my old bust stop used to be.
A sense of urgency, almost panic came over me, Like I was having a nightmare. I remembered what the man had told me. So I decided to not believe that I could make a sword out of a stick I had found on the ground.
(Ahh, swords. My dream sign.)
This police car crashed into a house, and a lot of dream characters started running and screaming. I decided to do a nose plug reality check. It failed for some odd reason, and I remained non lucid. I proceeded to try and make swords out of several more objects, but failed.

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

MILD/ DEILD Mantra
1MG Melatonin
Sleep time around 10PM

Old Grey Mare

I am driving following my mom in her car. We come to a stop and her car dissapears. There is a barbed wire fence in front of me. I am talking to my brother on the phone. I tell him I lost her. I said, "You know how sometimes you drive your car into a barbed wire fence and then it messes up and your car disappears? Yeah, that happened to mom." My brother just says, "Yeah."

I am out of my car now looking in the woods beyond the fence. I expect her to return soon. I see horses out there and rocky Ozark mountain cliffs. I see a phantom like horse trot by. I think "ghost horse." I see Kathy from work next to me. She says, "Why don't you just call out to her?" But I don't. I see a really small grey mare. I think, "Old Grey Mare." I am so fascinated with the horses. I feel as if I am missing something when I wake up.
Try DEILD after this dream. Mild vibes. Had to pee. I didn't recall this dream untill I was out of bed.

WBTB WILD @ 3AM

I really wanted to WILD. I got some funny sensations and mild vibes but I really could not stay comfortable. Then my mind kept racing a lot. I kept hearing some kind of noise it sounded like from the bathroom. I got up to check but I could not figure it out. I RCd several times. I finally went to the recliner in the living room. I almost got in to the zone when I heard the noises louder and louder. Then yelling. So I RC and look outside. The neighbors apparently hosted a party and there was a drunken fight next to my wifes car. Plus a white SUV was trying to leave. Being extremely pissed that they ruined my WILD I called the cops on them. The SUV left but the 911 lady they had them pulled over before I hung up. HAHAHAHAH DONT MESS WITH MY SLEEP!

I am outside my house, and it is nighttime. I can't remember what I'm doing, but I notice that the houses have a weird yellowish glow to them. I think to myself, "Haha, it's like a dream! Wait..This is a dream!!" I get lucid, and try to think of my goals. I remember my goal to have a table flip me, since I had already flipped a table before.

I summon a table. I look away and back, and it is there. It is a square wooden table, the kind you see at picnics with the long seat attached to it. I walk up and stand on it. I put my feet apart, in a fighting stance. Then I yell "DO IT!"

Nothing happens. What a fail.

I ease up on my stance and decide to get down and do something else. I take a step down on the attached seat, using it as a ladder. Just as I'm doing so, the whole table flips! FFUUUUUUUUUU!! And it flips really hard too. I get thrown across the ground, and land face first, and it hurts. A lot. Probably because I didn't have time to imagine it wouldn't.

I stand up and brush myself off. The table has vanished. I walk to the nearest house and open the door, planning to use it as a portal to change dreamscapes. It doesn't work. I enter the house normally and see many DCs watching tv. I think about yelling out for my dream guide, so I ask "Is my dream guide here?" They all look at me, and one of them says, "Her name is Claire."

I am puzzled. But that's Oreoboy's DG! They ask me if I wanna join them, as they seem to be watching Courage the Cowardly Dog on the tv. I think I start losing lucidity here. I say yes, though I'm not sure why. I proceed to sit on the floor where about 5 other people are squatting. I remember laughing at something on the show, before I totally lose lucidity and drift into some nonlucids before waking up.