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I am dog-sitting my (late) dog, 2 white dogs- one large and one small, and one shepherd-like dog that is a "skinwalker." I know this dog is really a man but I let him hang out with us as a dog. The larger white dog I know(in dream) from a doggy daycare I take my dog to. Later, I am with X and I point to the sky where the larger white dog is flying (Mindy? Millie?) and tell him I was dog-sitting that dog earlier. That the dog is now flying doesn't phase me. Walk away from X thinking I need to tell him I don't ant to be with him anymore.

I am at a crowded outdoor market at night. X is there but with his friends, and I am avoiding them. I see Zach G. (saw him PBS this evening IRL) and I make a stupid joke and he laughs and walks away. He later reappears and makes a joke and I laugh. A band or some kind of performance is going on- kids are on stage. I see my old friend KO and wave. She is sitting with the skinwalker, he is in human-form now. I say her name and she looks uncomfortable and tells me that she doesnt go by that name anymore, she changed her name to Lauren. The skinwalker chimes in that she hasnt used that name in 10 years. I know better because I talked to her last year, and I say, it's ok, you don't have to lie to me about it. She says woman lawyers usually change their names when they pass the BAR. I tell her my lawyer friend didn't. She seems like she doesn't want to know me anymore. "American Girl" by Tom Petty is playing over loudspeakers.

I see a co-worker, and I ask him if I can follow him because I have nothing to do. He says, "come on." I follow him down a parking-garage-like hallway, but I lose him.

Next I am skateboarding, but using an office chair. I am in the forest, and sometimes I have to stop to move the chair over tree-roots, but other times I am zipping in between giant trees and it is exhilarating. I hit a dead-end, where the path is cut off by a school building and a road. It is lighter outside now, like the day went backward, but I don't think about it. It is beautiful out. I turn my chair around and climb up a hill I had just skated down. I enter a type of bridge- like a traffic/car overpass, only partially built and over a giant canyon of forest. I realize I must have been going really fast on my "chair" (standing like a skateboard) to not notice I went over a narrow ledge so high up. I suddenly hear someone singing "American Girl" echoing what I heard earlier in the market. It scares me. I look to my left and see my co-worker, his back to me, sitting on the ledge of the bridge, his legs dangling over the side carelessly. I realize I can't walk over the ledge because I feel like I will fall- it is too high up and too narrow. I start to move backward and crouch down. I don't know if the co-worker is aware of me, but I think I must have passed him up before and not knew it. I start to yell for help, I feel like this might be the way I die, and adrenaline is stinging my insides. I wake up, still with that feeling of terror.

I slept GREAT last night. Zeo game me a score of 94, compare to my average of 68. I slept 9 hours total with 3h 48m in REM sleep in 6 cycles. That's a lot of dreaming!

I took the B-Complex vitamin one hour before bed and took a relaxing hot bath to meditate and adjust my body temperature for sleep. Tonight's dreams weren't as vivid as yesterday. Maybe the apple juice was the difference? But they were really really long. The three that I recalled seemed at least 30 minutes long each. I wrote a while page of notes for each and could still recall more detail that I didn't bother to write down. In fact, they were so long and not very interesting that I'm going to cut them short here.

Gordon Ramsey's Love Troubles
0503: B. Gordon Ramsey guest stars on a TV sitcom, maybe The Big Bang Theory. Gordon is a roommate with the dorky guys and there another group in the next door apartment as well. It's too crowded and someone says "Someone has to go back to Poland!"

Then scene changes to outside a nightclub with Gordon and the roommates. His part is to approach a shy girl and ask her for a date as a prank. She is supposed to be charmed because he's so famous. But she isn't interested and the prank backfires. Gordon is surprised and humbled. There's a taxicab in the scene.

Then the scene starts over but now it's "real" life and not the TV show. Gordon does the same thing of approaching a shy girl and gets rejected. He's humbled and goes into the club. A really hot redheaded woman meets him and comforts him. But then she finds out it was a prank and she's really really upset and leaves. Gordon is now completely devastated.

Then the dream really jumps around. There's a parking lot and a staircase. It leads to a college dormitory with a rec room. Gordon is in the rec room with a TV, arcade games, and a giant touch-screen computer thing. Some college students are in there watching TV. Now I am the main character in first-person instead of Gordon in third-person. Lance is looking for me but I am avoiding him. The students in the rec room cover for me.

Exchange Student
0651: B. I'm an exchange student living with a foster family. It seems like I'm still in the US though. The first part of the dream jumped around a lot. I'm supposed to film a TV commercial with this family. Then I'm making some kind of cake and pudding desert. But when I try to flip the pudding out on top of the cake, it spills on the floor and I feel bad because it's someone else's kitchen. Then the foster family has a bunch of kids and they are leaving for school but I stay at home. One kid, a girl of about 7, turns around and comes back into the house, refusing to go to school. There are a bunch of mothers from the neighborhood standing in the kitchen. Meanwhile, I am eating something in the living room and spill some red sauce on the couch. I feel bad again and clean it up with a giant beach towel.

Scene changes and now I'm in Japan with a different family. It's the first day of school and the student body is in the gym. We receive our grades from the previous year. I am afraid I failed but I get a B. Then I'm walking with the foster family toward a restaurant to celebrate.

Scene changes and I'm in a restaurant but now I seem to be in Mexico with yet another foster family. I sit alone in a booth away from the family. I order a hamburger and whiskey. I finish them and order another. A few teenage girls sit at my booth but ignore me while I eat. Then I ask who they are and what is going on. One has her face painted white like a geisha. She says it's a holiday and tells me the name in Spanish. I ask what it means and she says in English "Ten Years and Two Days."

False awakening. I roll over to write in my dream journal. I note the time is 1137 and my previous entry was at 10 something. But the light coming through the window is too dim for that time. I think, wait, is it really that late? Then I wake up for real.

short WBTB

Work Retreat
0825: B. I'm at work and a few people just got laid off. One was the other Michael, so I'm the only Michael left. I joke about this with coworkers that there won't be any more confusion.

Then everyone at work goes to a small restaurant out in the middle of a nowhere on a small rural road. It looks like a lodge. I ride along with Lance and we park across the street. Everyone is given sweatshirt and pants randomly in blue, gray, or black. We watch a movie about color and light and supposedly we have to study for a test on it next week. Then we watch some other movies made by people at work. Ex-employee Garrett is there and I avoid him. He made a film where he's looping a belt through the skin around his waist. It reminds me of a surrealist film.

Then it's time to go so I try to find my sweatshirt in the big pile of identical ones that people have left. Other people are also searching through the pile. There are other people in the restaurant. They seem like a biker gang and I feel nervous. I just grab a matching pair of small blue sweater and pants and leave. I'm going to ride again with Lance but I fall behind as we're running outside. He crosses the road before me. It's dusk and the highway has many cars going very fast with their headlights on. I try to cross a few times but turn back because I almost get run over. Then I walk to a narrower part of the road where there is just 2 lanes and cross.

I meet with Lance and there is also the other Michael who is going to ride with us. People from work have divided into their cliques in the parking lot and are talking and gossiping.

Awake, Non-lucid dream, [Commentary on dreams made after the fact, while writing this journal entry]

I hear the text message chime on my phone go off, so I get up and check it, saying to myself, “I'd better check that. There are only a couple of people who would text me in the middle of the night (P. and Ashley R.), and they're both important to me.” But when I check it, there's no indication of a new text message, and the screen looks completely normal. [I think. Was only the Vibrate icon showing, or was the Alarm icon showing, too? I'm not sure.] It says that it's 4:38 A.M., which seems right, so I conclude that I've just unwittingly dreamed myself up an unplanned WBTB alarm, but have reacted to it in reality. “Great, that should help,” I think. I move the phone over from the sewing cabinet to the dresser and go back to bed. [I'm an idiot! If I had just thought to look back at the time display on the phone one more time, I might have realized that I hadn't actually woken up at all, but I didn't. As it stands now, I'm pretty sure I just dreamed this entire sequence of events, but not positive, which is frankly rather disturbing.] [And I just remembered while writing this that as I was first trying to go to sleep last night, one of the things I was thinking about was the fact that the current Task of the Month is to have an in-dream text or IM conversation. That must have triggered the in-dream text message chime. LOL!]

Later, my phone alarm wakes me up again. It's set up so that the alarm sound is a recording I made of myself narrating a dream journal entry that talks about some embarrassing topics. Still lying on my bottom bunk, I grab the phone off the floor and muffle it between my body and the mattress so my parents won't hear it. Too late; they've already heard the beginning of it. They come into the room and ask me if I'm all right, and I explain that yes, I am, and I have my phone alarm set up to play back a recorded dream journal entry that I made on my trip to Europe back in September. (It was another of those tours with Pam S., by the way.) So I get up and go into the kitchen to have breakfast. [All this happened in the house I grew up in, by the way. It was exactly the way I remember it. I completely failed to clue in. As far as I could tell while I was in the dream, this was reality, and I was supposed to be there. I conclude that it's true, at least for me, that when dreaming about real places from memory, it is easy to be unaware that you're dreaming. I fail. To be fair, though, it's very easy for me to accept that setting as normal reality because, for a little over half my life, it was normal reality.]

So then I'm outside somewhere, going up a hill in some kind of vehicle on a road. There are LCD screens above the road that have scrolling text on them, talking about how barbarafett comes off as a ranty, opinionated blowhard in her dream journal entries and forum posts at DreamViews. [Of which I had made none, so far, in reality when I had this dream. A warning?] It expresses some of this meaning through TVTropes potholes. When I get to the top of the hill, there are these little go-karts that are only a little bigger than a roller skate, but are strong enough to support the weight of a person and have enough horsepower to move around fairly quickly when a person is standing on them. That's what we're supposed to do here, so I do. I stand on one of the go-karts with my right foot and navigate it along a path painted onto the glossy concrete. The path has a lot of switchbacks in it. The go-karts go fast enough that staying up on them is challenging and fun.

I finally did wake up for real, felt around on the dresser for my phone, didn't find it, and then saw that it was still on the sewing cabinet where I always leave it. I cried out in anger and frustration. “How many FAs can one person have in one night?!” I asked myself, irritated. I did the nose-plug RC and it passed, so I said, "Idiot! You should have checked that the first time!" (Meaning, when I first heard the text-message chime.)

I'm leaving school, and I get on my bus (after getting on several others) and notice that the emergency exit is closed wrong. The driver takes off anyway, and I head to the back, cautious as ever to fix it. When I get there, I'm having problems closing it correctly. After several attempts I feel the bus come to a halt, and now I have the chance to secure them properly.

The doors get forced open by three people, and they come on demanding money. I wait for the right time and punch the guy closest to me. It connects and I swing again. This time the guy grabs my hand and slices it with a knife. Blood is running down my hand as I try to kick him. He grabs my foot before it connects, and I cant break the hold. Then he proceeded to cut and stab into my foot. Then all three of them left.

I took off my shoe, and my sock had red spots all over it from the stab wounds. When I took the sock off, I noticed a vein was cut and I was bleeding badly. I was so mad about how ineffective my moves were, and that I was the only one who stood up to them. I walked up to the front of the bus and tried asking the driver what to do. And she said "just give them your money". I knew I had at least two hundred bucks in it, and I was thinking why did it have to be me.

Then the same guys started heading back on the bus, but there were about ten of them. I was so mad about what was going to happen, but I figured it was better than dying. I headed to the middle of the group and some guy threw a knife at me. I dodged it perfectly, and said "here's my money". I gave most of it up, but managed to hide two crumbled up bills. They grabbed it and left. I was still angry at how the other people on the bus didn't do anything, but glad that they left.

I am in my dream world. There four of my classmates sitting nearby me. I don't remember what we did. We went somewhere. The next thing I remember is being in the backyard of a house. There are some others. We decide to try shared dreaming. When we do this, the dream turns into a 'lucid shared dream', basically a dream within a dream, although I didn't fall asleep at any point of the dream. There are some bad guys shared dreaming also who have organized an assault against us (I actually don't know who 'us' was). They have jet packs so that they can fly fast. Next to me is a building. It has a hole in its wall in the second floor. I fly there. The bad guys are there. There are about a dozen of them. Their leader spots me. I shapeshift into a bird and fly off the house, but their leader flies faster than me due to the jet packs. I fly as fast as I can towards the neighbour's backyard. I stop quickly and change direction. I shapeshift back into human and continue flying around for a while. The dream continued after that, but I can't remember it precisely. I only have a vague memory.

Last night I dreamed that me and my mother. Went to a library, it was a very big library with a two spiral staircases that led to the second floor. They were made of wood and the bookshelves on the first floor were as well. In the middle of the first floor was an area where you could go and find books. My mom found a book about the marines and was trying telling me that I may not qualify or she was just trying to convinve me I wasn't good enough.

Second Dream was a bunch of people from my school went shooting and we all had guns. We were not very organized becuase we went to the windows where we were shooting ( I know you dont shoot at window its a dream) and our targets were on the edge of a football field. We started to shoot they were all different guns and we all went three to a window. Some had pistols some had shotguns. It was weird. These girls then came out of no where as if they were on a field trip. Below us was this dinosaur fossil that was put together and people started looking at it. This got in the way of our shooting. We told them to move and eventually they did. Our targets then turned into these gatorade water jugs. No one really noticed, and I did but i didnt care. We started shooting again and then someone shooting got shot in the hand. Then someone else down near the targets got shot. Me and 3 others yelled to everyone to stop shooting. We later got pulled aside and were told we were leaders and if anything went wrong the owner of the range would come to us. Then it ended

Last night I dreamed that me and my mother. Went to a library, it was a very big library with a two spiral staircases that led to the second floor. They were made of wood and the bookshelves on the first floor were as well. In the middle of the first floor was an area where you could go and find books. My mom found a book about the marines and was trying telling me that I may not qualify or she was just trying to convinve me I wasn't good enoug

Last night I completed my first Lucid Dream Goal. I wanted to remember something from my waking memory, and I did! A few years ago I memorized the first sentence of the Declaration of Independence (don't ask). I tried to remember it in my Lucid dream and did it perfectly. I also looked at the sky, which I wanted to do in my dreams. It wasn't much different from the real sky though. After that I became afraid that I would wake up, and I had a false awakening. It was so realistic, and I forgot to do a reality check. I went back to bed in my dream, and it ended.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I'm working two hours a day now. I get up at 7.30 so I don't get much sleep. I've also noticed that worrying about work and worrying about not getting up in the morning affects my recall. I did wake up 1½ hour after going to bed, but I didn't recall anything. Tried to incubate desert but still no success. I'm sure it will show up during the weekend!

7.30: Buy me cigarettes
I'm in a shop with my girlfriend. We're just about to leave when a short, sweaty guy stops me at the door. "Hey man, buy me some cigarettes" I tell him that I don't have any money, and try to leave. "Come on! Can't I just borrow some? You'll get it back in two days..." I sigh and I tell him no. "How am I supposed to trust you to give it back?" I ask him. "Uhm, I'm a trustworthy guy. Alright then, can you just give me 23 kr?" I feel relieved and take out my wallet and hand him a few coins.

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Food before bed: Air

That's it! I'm constantly tired atm. Must be because I've become such a slacker during these last few months.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

From what I rememberr I am at a hospital taking home a baby that I just had. It is snowing terribley and hard to see out the windows. I put "baby" in the back seat, and then a guy comes up to my car and threatens to beat me up. I run back into the hospital, which then turns into my house. Im on the phone with the cops and they tell me they will look for them and press charges. I realize I forgot my baby. Then my grandmother comes to pick me up and she has my child. I begin to cry and the baby looks at me and starts crying as well.

Grandma walks in and tells me I need to feed her. So I give the baby my breast but I cant lactate so I repeditivley keep poking myself with a needle to poke a hole, when i finally get it and have the baby feeding from me, she begins to push and pull at my breast. It gets so intense and it hurts so bad. I look down and my child has turned into this demon creature!

Probably one of the most real and spooky dreams Ive had in a long time.

Last night i took 6mg of melatonin and a 100mg of b6. I had some alright dreams, but i did RCs in them and i didn't become lucid. They just didn't work. I tried it 4 times, cause i was sure one was a dream. But i could never breath. Anyways, heres summary of some dreams.

I'm Austin Powers, and i've been set up as a bad guy.

I'm at a pool party, a girl thats swimming to fast bumps into me, then gets pissed off at me.

I'm in a ruined house, just walking around, thats the one i thought i was dreaming in.

I incubated a lucid dream! Yay! It's the only dream I remember (pshh lucid dreams are the only dreams worth remembering ) so here goes:

I had just entered a building after having some sort of meeting over a dinner with someone who I didn't like. Suddenly I'm watching this video on a TV on the wall of a war in a desert area. I become immersed in the video, and it becomes the dream. As soon as I noticed I was in a desert I became lucid. I shouted, "I DID IT!!!" I try hard not to get overly excited. I was in an area that was barren except for a few shacks. I was in a desert, and it seemed depressing. I jumped into the air and flew away (flying seemed really easy this time after having practiced in previous lucid dreams). I came to a very small concrete building. I went inside for a few seconds, but nothing interested me so I went back outside. The area had changed, and instead of it being a complete desert, it was like a dry part of Texas or something. There was a hill in front of me that was covered in wildflowers. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life. I walk up to the flowers and try to concentrate on them in an attempt to add more detail. It worked, but unlike when I tried this in another lucid, it didn't make it seem any more detailed than real life. The most appealing flower was this white rose type of flower, that the whole plant was just covered in white. It was beautiful. My mom loves flowers, so I reached into my pocket and pulled out a camera. I took a snapshot of it wanting to show her in real life. Then a lucid dreamer friend's voice comes into my head and says "That's a stupid idea." I knew it was stupid to take the picture, but I figured it didn't really matter. So I walked back to the building while repeating "I am dreaming" to make sure I stay lucid. The inside of the building is eerily large, and feels like a security center. The walls are covered in a strange plastic, and I get the urge to walk on it. So I walk up to the wall and place one foot on it. I close my eyes while imagining the transition of my view to change, while telling myself that this is a normal thing that I do a lot. I pull my other leg off the ground and place it on the wall. It worked! It was a ton of fun to walk on the walls, seeing the puzzled faces of dream characters. I walked on the ceiling shouting at some dream characters, and they were pretty frightened. When walking on the walls/ceiling, it didn't feel like I was sideways or upside down. Rather I was on the ground, and the dream characters were sideways/upside-down. I knew that there was fighting going on outside, and a mother and daughter ran up to me screaming for help. I didn't care to help them, but I brought them along since I wanted to see their reactions to things. I found some glass windows, and put the tips of my fingers against it. While slightly pushing against it, I closed my eyes and imagined it shatter in slow motion. I made a little sound effect "tshhh" while pulling away quickly and the window shattered. Successfully in slow motion. It made this amazing noise when it shattered, and seemed to linger in the air while it was slowly falling apart like a high pitched humming. The mother and daughter were amazed at the glass slowly moving, and the put their hands in the middle of the slow explosion and touched the shards of glass that were floating. It was by far one of the coolest things I have ever seen in my life, and I felt very accomplished that I had such good control. Then I heard my mom and dad's voices, and I thought it was them speaking in the real world. I started thinking about my body, which made the dream start to fade. At this point, I felt very satisfied and was ready to let go of the dream, but I didn't give up. I rubbed my hands together, which added a lot of clarity, but as soon as I stopped I started losing clarity again. So I tried to dream spin. While spinning I thought, "Hey this would be a good time to try to teleport!" So I thought of the first place I could think of: London. Shortly afterwards, I woke up.

The dream lasted about 30 minutes long, so it was quite lengthy which makes me confident that I'll have great lucids in the future! The dream ended around 5:20am, after 7 hours of sleep.

I remember I am riding my bike somewhere and I see a friend of mine walking. For whatever reason, I prefer that he not see me, so I ride past and don't believe he notices me.

Another dream, I am at a party of some sort and I am giving food to a little kitty. Then I decide it woulod be cool if there were an apocalypse, and in thinking that cause one. Then I am still at the party, which is going on despite the outside world, and I am very catlike now. I go outside away from the commotion and hide behind Jack's car. Then he comes out and tells me not to mess up his spoiler. After, another friend comes out with a bag full of febreeze and other things and gets in the car with Jack, and they drive off to accomplish something.

Hello again.

Well, as the title says, I found in my dreams a very special person I wish meet for real. These dreams are half lucid/half non-lucid..

I'm in a building. I don't remember exactly what I was doing there, but it was something in relation to university. I meet a girl, she looks familiar. I ask her for some advice and she's very helpful. Soon a conservation is build up. While talking to her I was flirting a bit by making some funny remarks which made her laugh, speaking in avery elaborated language. AND in addition, she likes that. I feel that she's attracted by me, she often smiles and gives me very special looks (I don't know how to describe them) which were saying that she finds me nice (by the way eyes are never lying).
I also remember very well her face: normally, the faces in my dreams are blurry or not distinguishable, sometimes they aren't even there). I also know that I've already seen her somewhere, but I don't know where.
Well our conversation was very long and quite intensive. But after sometime I unfortunately had to leave But I promised her, that we will meet again.

In the meantime I had these Fragments.

Than I had a second dream: I'm in a restaurant or in a bar. In front of me sits exactly the same girl as previously. She is constantly smiling. She looked really beautiful with her brown long hair. I was really amazed by that: I've never seen so beautiful brown eyes, which were so glittering and so friendly... I realized that I love her and she's maybe interested in me. I want to tell her my feelings, but I don't know how to do it in an appropriate way. I continue my conversation, but than took one of her hands. I want to see how she reacts. She is pleased and also gives me the other hand. We both stand up and I wanted to confess my feelings. But I didn't know how... BUT this wasn't a problem, because she already knew what I'm saying to her. She says to me that she shares the same feelings. We kiss. I realize that her kiss is odd, that I'm not having some intensive feelings or so. I REALIZE THAT THIS IS A DREAM. I'm so happy that I realized it. But my feelings are to intense....

I woke up . I just was: "NOOOOOOOO!" Why do I awake in these situations??? I did a RC. I'm no longer dreaming. I thought a long time about these dreams. I tried to auto-suggest to have the same dream or a related one. I fall asleep while thinking of her.

I enter in a classroom. It's English class but I don't have any books or so. In addition I have in reality no english-courses. I looked for someone. and SHE was there, sitting alone. She was really happy to see me again. Me too. I sit down next to her. She gives me her hand to show me that she still loves me. I give her a kiss. I wanted to say something but a teacher was suddenly there. She (the teacher) was very angry about something. The class is boring so I look out the window. The window and the wall disappears and I see a beach. The sky is red. Someone, who also looked outsides started to say out loud: "O no do you see this?" everyone looks now. We see that a group of hundred whales are swimming towards the beach. Some of them already stranded. The teacher become even more angry that no-one pays attention. But nobody cares. We all go outsides to help the whales.
Outsides it is very chilly; a storm is coming up. I try too help a stranded whale: it was a miniature whale, just as big as pig or so. It starts dying in my hands. I'm really sad and run towards the water. But it's too late: it's already dead.
Suddenly something odd happens: the whale transforms in a T-Shirt and it flies away. I soon realized somehow that it was again a dream. A little girl comes towards me and says to me that I had to go back at school to write my English-essay. I ignored her and walked a bit. I didn't pay attention to my surroundings, I probably missed something. But I just wanted to meet my soul-mate again. Suddenly I'm in front of her. She's upset because of the dying whales. she knows that one of them died in my hands. She says to me that I don't have to blame my-self, that's not my fault that it died. She gives me hug, I pay attention in which way she gives me a hug (a friendly on or a loving I don't know why I pay attention on it: it's a dream and I get hugged as I wish it too. I loose lucidity. She wants to leave to go to her house on the beach. I accept.

My alarm clock wakes me up.
And I'm still amazed

Lucidity scale: 3/5

Started With a False Awakining, Did a RC and found out i was dreaming,

So i did a few stabalizing techs and found my self quite stable.
And disliked the pitch black that was in the room and closed my eyes saying my self a diffrent location.
I open to find its still black. But now im in a hotel Room in Drango.
I did this again hoping for light and what do you know,
A lit room.

So now me being amazed.
I take a few deep breaths and begin to "PLAY"
i start with my mirror thats in the bathroom of the hotel.
I look in it to see my self. PERFECTLY NORMAL!
so i did another rc.
Breathing though a Stoped nose
and there we are! STILL DREAMING!
so i tryed to morph my self.
Put my hand over my Eye.
And Had a image in mind.
then poof.
I look like a 60 year old italin bastard Selvester Stalone.
i was so happy!
kinda forgot what happens here.
but then i find my self in the kitchen, i go to the Frige and get a Soda.
And it tasted like Air and Water.
lol?


Any way, To conclude.


LUCID DREAMING IS F***ING AWESOME