I was in a large university building, in which I supposedly lived, there were a few dorm rooms. At first I was just hanging around, I think a few family members were there at some point, although my memories of the first portion of the dream are hazy at best. One thing I do remember is that I heard a guy, slightly younger than myself (early 20's) read something he had written out loud, from inside of his dorm room (the door was open). He had made a factual mistake and I went into his room and told him so. After that I didn't know whether or not to stay in there, he didn't ask me to leave or anything but I barely knew him so I felt there was no point in me staying, and so I went out. I laughed a little about my actions - entering someone's room just to correct them, and then immediately leaving, and how "mansplainy" it felt (although he appreciated my correction). Later on, I was with my past self (which I, for the sake of simplicity, will refer to as "she"), aged two or three or so, based on her appearance I'd say this was before she went into daycare. I felt very protective, the same way I am in real life with my younger siblings, I was carrying her the whole time. She had some rashes on her face, nothing dramatic, but honestly it was a bit off-putting to me, although it went away after a while. I wanted her to know that I, her future self, is a boy, because I thought that even though she might not understand it at this point, perhaps remembering that if only in the back of her head would help her realize this sooner in life than I did (I'm not sure how this worked - whether she was myself from an alternative timeline, or if she had time-travelled and making something that would alter her future would in its turn rewrite our collective history, i.e change my past). So I mentioned it, in a low voice, because there were people around and I was scared that if they heard what I was talking about they would think I was trying to indoctrinate her or something. I then asked her if she wanted to be a boy. She said "no". Even though I don't remember actively thinking that as a kid, it surprised me, although I couldn't be sure she really understood the question (especially since, if I recall correctly, children don't really form a sense of gender identity until age 3-4 or so). We continued walking around (or I was walking around, carrying her) around the building, but suddenly I realized she was gone. I had no idea whatsoever when and how this could have happened, I may be a bit of a scatterbrain and prone to lose things, but a child?! I panicked, and was very frustrated with myself, to say the least. This is precisely why it's better for everyone that I don't plan on having any children, I thought, but I also realized the irony of the situation: "how the hell do you lose yourself?". I, of course, started searching for the kid. Running around the building and looking. I noticed the university was holding an election for school president or something of the sorts. A primary school teacher of mine was a candidate, she had a table advertising her party, it was focused on feminism, with the aesthetics of wealthy grown-up girl power: lots and lots of shocking pink, shiny fabric. I thought it suited her. She is, or at least was when I knew her, a very prim and proper lady with a bit of sass. In a hallway I ran past the guy whose writing mistake I had corrected earlier, I accidentally bumped into him, and stopped and apologize. He stopped as well, then he smacked my ass. This obviously upset me, and I also felt uncomfortable realizing, in such an icky way to boot, that he saw me as a woman. I started yelling at him, and said that my daughter was missing (I felt that "daughter" would warrant less explanation than "myself as a kid"), and then I kicked him in the crotch. It didn't feel like I kicked very hard, but he fell down on the floor, crying. I walked away and kept looking for myself. I called out to her, the unisex nickname for her name, which is now my actual name. I wasn't sure whether I had actually been called that at that age, but using its feminine form felt wrong to me. And sure enough, I heard her answer, in a singsong tone: "You ca-an't find mee". "Yes-I-can", I replied in the same manner, this call-and-response went on for a little as I was trying to locate her voice. I eventually located it to a closed door on my right, at some sort of meeting spot in the end of a corridor. Only half-jokingly, I thought to myself that if I hadn't found her, she would get lost in the woods, and become some sort of hermit, thus rewriting my entire past and just like that I would disappear from this university and find myself in a cabin in the woods. (I didn't think anything about the time-paradox this would create, but on the other hand I got distracted right after having thought that.) As I was approaching the door, it opened, and out came kiddy-me, along with a handful of other kids. She seemed happy. I was relieved, and considered picking her up again, but then I had the feeling she wouldn't want that, and even if I had been really worried and wanted to keep her close to me, I had to respect that. So instead I took her hand, and we walked.
Walking on a slope with some other people, and one of them starts throwing fireballs, pretty much like Super Mario, on his friends who are walking on the ground down beside the slope just to get their attention. I think: "Out of its context, this sounds like the premise for an ugly dream".
A really popular new game of sorts. With walls as like a maze in the ceiling and further walls and walls that you go through. A bunch of nomads reached the deepest of the deep levels and the game got darker and darker. Which spectrum-like Death-knight ghostlike walls. Very riddick-like. Someone said: Wow this is amazing isn't it. Eating cakes, stealing chocolate. Cashier: hahahah
Morning of May 2, 2017. Tuesday. I am in an unfamiliar classroom (or perhaps at a seminar), where the students are mostly adults in their thirties. (In real life, I still have a cold, so my sleep cycle is apart from the usual.) I am the speaker. The subject is a childhood dream that I had originally titled “When the Moon is in the Seventh House” to poke fun at astrology. It was about the moon changing into a giant crow and falling through the roof of my Cubitis home into the large closet, becoming somewhat cartoon-like in appearance. (I had gone over the full decoding of this dream a few times when much younger.) Over time, I explain how my dream (from February 4, 1972) was designed and rendered. Originally, there were about five notebook pages regarding this somewhat short dream that I wrote at age eleven. (I never post the full text of my dream data online as it would be far too long and the format is not possible to post online other than in a large image which is not really feasible.) I explain that it was partly influenced by hearing about the January 30, 1972 lunar eclipse. I explain how many dreams are premonitory of biological waking mechanism factors and that a crow is such a symbol as the emergent consciousness event, especially as the same event has occurred many times in different ways since early childhood. (Also, since very early childhood, a bird’s beak was sometimes such a factor, but only in dreams relating to the lower back spasm waking event such as “The Buzzard’s Beak” from October 4,1969, though which the factor was proven to have some suggested level of control as in dreams such as “The Elongated Beak” from from September 8, 1968. These days, now that I am much older, there does seem to be an unexplainable liminal space in half-sleep where the back and shoulder spasm events can be lessened to an extent as well as somehow subliminally activated.) I explain that the falling giant crow additionally is a staging phrase of “night is falling” (since a crow is black and is also a specific circadian rhythms symbol for me, though I have not captured or recorded all the specific clock times it is rendered as such as I have with cats in some cases, though date markers are more obvious). I explain that the “failed flight waking transition”, one of my most common dream sequences since early childhood, is not necessarily of negative implications. It simply describes the type of dream that renders a falling event that is biologically linked to the natural consciousness shift that occurs upon waking. I explain how the actual meaning of my dream’s outcome, is that the emergent consciousness factor lands in the closet due to it being the first place I go to to get my clothes to get dressed for school after waking up. The moon had been the induction factor, which transmutes into the waking transition during my dream’s natural ending. The moon becoming the giant crow represents the unconscious (moon, or “night self” as akin to “dream self”) becoming the conscious self waking precursor. I add how “When the Moon is in the Seventh House” is especially fitting as a title, as ours was the seventh house along our stretch of highway. My dream amused me and colored my mood in a very cheerful way concerning my otherwise tedious task of getting ready for school, so thus my dream was useful in that way. (A specific dream often serves more than one purpose.) In the last scene, I actually “play” my childhood dream (as if it was a holographic movie over my dream’s main environment), as it originally occurred, although there are differences. The ceiling of the classroom disappears and the moon is present overhead. The full moon (though in reality was waning gibbous and only 85% visible in regard to the original dream) changes into a giant crow and begins falling toward the building. Soon, I “become” the giant crow as I am also my dream self’s human body (though at this point, the giant crow is only about three feet from the floor) as it coalesces into my dream self as the emergent consciousness factor. I bend one knee down with my arms up and out at this moment in a sort of dramatic presentation. I awake with the soft abdominal jolt (with a slight kick), which is not unpleasant (rather than the natural falling sensation), as the giant crow’s belly is touching the floor, and I am very surprised that I had not been lucid at any point. This is the second time I have recently non-lucidly dreamt of explaining the meaning of a childhood dream in front of an audience (the other being about “The Tadpole’s Ghost” from December 21, 1970). It is probably due to my lifelong study of my own dreams while realizing that much of what is published about dreams is a sham (especially the irritating myths that dominate dream lore). My dream also related to thinking about mapping more dreams more specifically, though only on the two main sites I post where the present count is about 3,500 (which is less than one-tenth of my total number of records and study data - though I do hope to have about 10,000 in a few years at least on tumblr if it is still there).
Last night, I only slept about 6 hours because I had to leave at 4:45 AM to catch a 7 AM plane flight. So the only dream I remember was some guy asking about tuplae. I also took a nap for pretty much the entire plane flight in order to make up for lost sleep. I had a (not particularly vivid, but ok) dream that I was going through airport security again. I realized that I had already gone through security, so I had to be dreaming! I then tried my new telekinesis reality check suggested by someone on here, and it worked quite well. I think I walked through security without finishing, saying something like "screw you" to the guard (I promise I'm a nice person irl c: ) and then used telekinesis to throw some random toy guns around. It worked great!
New definition of tooth dream. I was sitting somewhere in a house. I was over a bucket and my teeth were falling into it. But something else was wrong... Too many teeth were falling out. When I looked closer it wasn't teeth falling out of my mouth. but crystals!. I wasn't exactly puking them for they seemed to form from my mouth. And when they landed in the bucket, they fell apart like crystal sand. I filled the bucket. When it stopped, Raven Knight emerged from a different room with a very large bucket of crystal sand. She also had a disturbed look on her face. "Well I'm glad that's over with." She said. I wondered if this was a by product of something we had been doing in earlier dreams.
I decided on a whim to attempt DEILD as I went gack to sleep after waking up in the morning (I had today off) and I woke up in my room, except there was a poster on the wall. I was immediately lucid. However, a big note hug from the ceilingnona piece of rope, just beyond my bedroom door. Apparently, I tried to buy a bomb to murder someone who had angered me, and the shopkeeper explained in the note that they had notified the police. For some reasons I forgot that I was in a dream and panicked as I tried to recall when I tried to buy a bomb, and then when I remembered I was in a dream, I simply woke up to escape my situation.
Last night, this was on april 27, not last night. It auto posted on 1st, because it had future task of the month spoilers which I didn't want to reveal till supposed to. bed - 9:42 pm GPC (600mgs) - 2:56 am WBTB - 4 am Galantamine (8mgs) - 4:43 am Still heard my 5 am chime, fell asleep shortly after. LD estimate - 20min long 5:47 am - Woke up from lucids on purpose, so I can write them down. Then went back to sleep, coz I wanted moar. Didn't have any transitions at all. No head rush. No falling backwards, nothing. I just realized I'm dreaming and stood up. 1. HH - Insect Oh lol ok, I guess I had a transition. As falling asleep, I hear a HUGE insect flying in the room. I try to move so hard, but can't at all. I realize how bad it must be for those, that see really scary things and can't move away, lol. I'm just waiting for it to get me, haha. But it doesn't. 2. Needles There I realize I'm dreaming, and I find myself laying on the carpet in some unknown room. 2-3 kids are around me and sticking sowing needles in me. They spilled a bunch of them on the floor and I try to yell at them to pick them up. I try to move away, but I can't move at all. I try to yell at them to stop, but I can't make a sound. I keep trying, and it almost feels like I can make some sounds from corner of my paralyzed mouth. I try to wiggle tips of my fingers, because I feel like those are moving. I finally roll away from them. 3. Flying in rain Still in a same room, I hear how it started to rain outside. As I'm listening to it, it rains harder and harder. I'm starting to think that it's maybe happening IWL. I remember I wanted to suggest this for a TOTM again, and how I loved doing it last time and it's my goal. So I phase through the wall to the outside and fly in the rain. It's awesome. I can feel cold drops hitting my whole body. 4. Empty rooms At the beginning, while still in the house. I want to get out, as usually. But I decide to open the door to a room instead. I'm scared of what I'll find. But I tell myself why would I find something bad? It's all in my head. I open the white door in a white wall. The room behind it is white and empty. I open another door from this room, and same. White, and completely empty. Some kind of a wall feature under the window, but that's it. I'm kinda anxious to get out anyway, so I get out. 5. Persistent world, only not I'm in a town. Walking towards a marketplace that's under a roof. I realize I already been there and change direction. I also realize that this is my persistent world. But I also realize, that it's not true, because I don't have it in my other dreams, or at least I don't remember it being there. But in my mind, I see the layout of the town. 6. TOTM - Put on glasses and describe how they change your vision. - fail I remember this TOTM. I start looking for my glasses while walking through some rooms, but can't find them anywhere. Not even in my pocket. 7. TOTM - Make your phone ring, answer it and tell us who it is and what he wants. - fail Same area, some kind of indoor marketplace. I remember the phone TOTM. I reach for my phone in my pants leg pocket and I know it's there, because it's always there. I search a bit and I find it between some papers. Same as it is IWL every day. I think "ring, ring". But it doesn't. I look at the screen, and I see what looks like missed calls, because there are 3 callers. All start with lover case i. One is ijii⁶, rest are very similar. 8. TOTM - Put on glasses and describe how they change your vision. - success As I'm walking by an opened door to some room, I see my glasses on a cabinet. I walk backwards, lol, to get back to the door, and there they are. I get in, pick them up and put them on. I'm standing by a grapefruit tree. Fruit is beautiful yellow, all sizes. I look with glasses and I'm paying attention to difference in vision. Without glasses, I can see them very clearly and in great detail. With glasses, the image gets blurry. It surprises me. I lift the glasses up and down and keep comparing. Yup, blurry with glasses. To make sure, I turn around and start looking at all kinds of pottery. Jugs, plates, cups. All ceramic, beautiful, white with blue flowers and design. I'm trying to see the difference, and again, image gets blurry with glasses. I'm like this can't be the only difference. So I notice how some blue's change into purple with glasses on. There is a sign on one of the jugs. It says "msmgi's BBQ". I read it as Mismagius's BBQ, haha. 9. Hands - missing ring I decide to see if I have my ring on. (Just before bed, I decided to put it back on IWL as soon as I get up in the morning, even if I lose more stones. I will replace them. But the ring has a special meaning to me and I I don't want to lose that.) I lift my hands up. They look just like my real hands. Same shape, size, color. There is no ring, only an indent where it used to be. I reinforce my intent to put it back on in the morning. 10. Airplanes I look at the skies through some window and opened doors. Some futuristic looking fighter planes are flying by on some late evening, dark stormy cloudy skies. I think (wish) they could be space ships, and I decide to go outside and fly with them. But I feel waking up and I decide to wake up and write down the dreams. Oh yeah, before that, there was a dude leaning against a wall. I walk up to him and ask him if he wants to do it. He got surprised and is like "what, me"? I'm like yup. He didn't have a problem with that.
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The first thing I remember is getting into cold water and then changing into dry clothes lego-city-style(I pressed ZL). [Next Scene: Lucid] I was in what appeared to be my garage, but I was able to see both doors. I flicked the open close switch several times, trying to open the doors. Then I remembered that they would not open unless I expected them to. So then I took 3 seconds to convince myself that the left garage door would open when I flicked the switch. When I flicked it, both doors opened conveniently. (Note: This is where I made the mistake of not remembering to stabilize the dream, even though everything already looked solid and complete when I looked around.) I walked outside, and I found a blue car with the hood up with a bunch of random tools/objects, bench with random stuff, trees all around, and a glove in some webs. Since I wanted to use the glove for something, I said, “I need some supplies,” and got a random object from the car instead of just pulling the glove out of the webs like I would in real life. So, I suddenly decided that I never required the glove in the first place. Next, I wanted to shapeshift, but I thought that getting ‘super powers’ would assist in it. I said, “Can I have sup—okay, I wish I had super powers.” It did help quite a bit, I said slowly, “I wish I was a wolf.” (<-- I had been planning this since I was in the garage) I slowly morphed into a wolf. It didn’t complete so I will try again more slowly next time. Next, Dad came over and showed me a sculpture that induced fake memories. I said, “I wish I had a tail,” and suddenly, without warning, in no time flat, without me expecting it, the scene flips into a non-lucid dream where a crazy guy is transforming life forces (depicted by a 1-inch star) into alien bodies. The third time the guy attempted it, the classic cartoon fail happened—the star bounced on the metal floor and went into a slightly bigger alien body than what it was intended to go into. Then the guy said something, put an octagonal shape high on a tree, and I woke up. Apparent Lucid Trigger: Garage Time: 2-3 minutes
1/28/13 (L)x2 Value: 0 | Generic Lucid 1 -I went outside during the night, and looked into the sky. I wanted to fly, so I ran onto the street. Some boys came out of the bushes and it suddenly became daytime. Still trying to fly. Went down the street to try to fly, then woke up. -I was in my room and became lucid, tried to shapeshift, and woke up. Lucid Triggers: 10*, field*, c, digital clock 6/29/13 | Disaster Dream Carter and Andy (Eureka) were in a strange, small town. Once random things started happening, such as the Majora’s Mask moon appearing over the town, everybody, including me, fled towards the barriers. They opened once we got there. Also, people were swimming in the lake that the barriers were placed over. |1st barrier: 69 mph wind; 2nd: 73 mph wind| Things started exploding.
Task of the Month I'm with some people in the basement of a big house and we have some work to do here. While we are working there's a big screen on the right and a movie of a snorkel trip is being played. I wonder why my grandfather and Franz happened to have this trip together as I see Franz floating with two black suitcases in his hand. My grandpa still sits on the boat and wears big, colored sunglasses and then jumps into the water. When I stand up I think that all this is kind of strange and make my RC by pluging my nose. Since I can breathe normally, I know that I'm dreaming, but to make sure I keep the nose pluged for a while. Then I want to attack the target with my mobile phone and I think that I have put it outside on the cellar stairs. I rub my hands together to stabilize the dream. When I leave the room I see that the staircase is empty and I turn to a long chest of drawers behind me. Again, I try to convince myself that I have put my mobile phone here and this time I see an old little cell phone lying on the chest of drawers. It is not my current mobile phone but one that I had many years ago, it even has keys, but for the task I'll have for it it will suffice. I pick up and look at the mobile phone while concentrating and clarifying to myself once again that it is all a dream. Then I loudly command the mobile phone to ring and a second later the mobile phone actually rings. On the small screen a confused composition of letters and numbers is displayed, which makes no sense, but still I answer the call quickly to not waste my chance. I answer with a simple "yes" and a voice on the other side of the line welcomes me and asks how I am. First of all I want to find out who the man is and I ask "who is there". The voice says something as an answer which I can not understand and I say that I have bad reception and I did not understand. The next words I can clearly understand and the boy tells me his surname and adds that we where supposed to do a science project together back in the days. Now I remember and greet the boy with his first name, which has come back to me by now and then I ask him how he is. During the telephone call, I walk around the house and look around, most of the doors are locked and especially those that lead outside are blocked by heavy objects. I'm standing in front of the kitchen and my counterpart no longer responds. Surprised, I put the phone aside and see Lisa cleaning something in front of me in the kitchen. I go to her and ask her where the trash is, but then simply open the right flap under the sink and throw the cell phone into the garbage. The trash almost goes over and I have to push down forcefully. I tell her that the trash is quite full and then look at her more closely, she is still a little girl and has hardly aged a day since I last saw her. Since I have fulfilled my goal now I am satisfied and look around the house. Again, I stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands together. I am once again fascinated how real everything looks and then go to a small baby that lies on a couch. I touch it on the arm and am fascinated by the sensation. As the baby almost loses his blanket, I pull it up again and wake it up inadvertently. While the baby cries, I go over to the other side to cover it, but it only cries for his mother. That is strange as the baby is way to young to talk. I see that the blanket is attached to the child with strange black belts. As I look to the left, I see Lisa standing there and she just looks at me, then I lose the dream and wake up.
Did a little mindfulness meditation before. Had a dream about zombies and whatever. Went to a restaurant to order some fish meal or whatever. I heard a loud beeping noise. I thought it was coming from my wallet so in front of the cashier I was hitting the wallet violently. The cashier told me the beeping probably meant my identity was stolen. Turns out it was my alarm clock.
Saturday night I had a dream I was looking at the floor but it was complete darkness. I could not see the object but knew it was a safety pin. That is all I remember. I woke up in the morning to find a large safety pin on my dresser that was not previously there. I have lived in this home for 10 months and have never seen one safety pin nor have had immediate access to one. I have a roommate and checked with her and she had no idea how it got there. I am not sure what this means, if anything. Just find it strange.
Date of Dream: MON 1 MAY - 2017 Dream No. 105 - Stop Calling Me Someone was attacking me, but I forgot who it was. And so I did the usual, I called out for WB but this time, she was really hard to get. I eventually saw two girls that had some swapped over features. One looked like WB but spoke like KM while the other one looked like KM but spoke like WB. I had a hard time identifying which one was actually WB. One by one, I closely examined them both and figured that it was the one that looked like KM because she did have a small adopted feature of WB's “fat lips”. When I pointed out that I knew it was her, her features started to morph completely in to WB alone. I yelled out, “WB!” in relief and quickly hugged her but then as I started to hear some slight growls, I quickly let go. She then got angry at me and was almost yelling now, she said in a low, loud voice “stop calling me” and my answer was “but I'm about to die!” in a distressed tone. And then she left me and soon I discovered where she was actually going. She was going to Ms L to tell on me! And then for the rest of the dream, I had to find ways to hide from the attacker myself. That's all I can remember. This has definitely got to be the real WB... Dreamy WB wouldn't act as brutal and she would have taken the attacker out in no time. It seems that when I call out for WB in a stressful situations, I want Dreamy WB but the probability of that is only a 50/50 chance. When it's a less stressful dream, I don't mind who comes.
Dreams from 30/4/2017 5.40- 7.10am Weird office. A woman is trying to set permissions on a set of files. I slide in a folder from the side of the touchscreen. She tells me to press the red button. My arm is now stuck down to the side of me and refuses to move. I try clicking a button, pretending to be holding the mouse, but it doesn't seem to work. It is toggling something else on the screen - a record button. The woman leans in, blocking the screen. I try putting on a pair of headphones and start hearing what sounds like a horror movie soundtrack. Later on I carry some purple curtains through the office and put them down. Things seem off. It's a dream. I touch the walls to stabilise/RC. The walls are rough, painted brick. Remembering the new TOTM bonus, I declare out loud that this room is in a tower of my mind. There will be an elevator behind me. Turning around there is now a door, but it leads to a bathroom. Another attempt and an elevator door appears. It is shut and there is no button to open it. I force my fingers into the tiny gap and prise it apart. Several other DCs join me in the shiny, mirrored, stainless steel interior of the lift. There are only two buttons, up or down. One goes to press the up button. "No. We're going to the lowest level." I command him. He steps back. The doors do not close but the elevator starts to move down. We pass through several different levels, including a scenic landscape and then others that are dark. Lower still. The lift stops at a scene of a construction site. Everyone steps out of the elevator and starts looking around. There are a few motorbikes riding around the half finished buildings and frames of others waiting to be built. I start flying over/ through the frame of what will be a large building. Further away a biker stops and a white van pulls up, blocking him in. A bunch of guys jump out and try to lift the bike into the van. I land and run over to them. They yell at me not to interfere, drawing guns. Fucking bike thieves... uncontrollable rage fills me. They try to shoot me. Easy to ignore. There is no pain, just anger. I grab the closest thief and throw him to the ground. Then I grab the motorbike, lift it with inhuman strength and throw it at another guy standing by the van. It crashes into him, pinning him to the ground. The other thieves try to grab me and hold me down. My pulse is racing and I am losing control. Realising this, I make an attempt to fly away and calm down, but wake up instead. 7.30- 8.30am Don't recall the non-lucid part. Felt like a really long dream. Already lucid... I call down a bird that is flying in the sky. It looked small but when it lands on my head it is about the size of a cat! I transfer the bird to my hand. It is a large brown, fluffy, baby blackbird. It chirps at me and I move the bird to sit on my shoulder. (There is a baby blackbird with an injured wing in our back garden in RL. It will not fly. The neighbours' cat will probably kill it soon. Not much we can do.) Then there is a section inside a building... I climb up large steps and phase out of a window. Outside on the porch, a small helicopter is waiting. No pilot inside, so I climb in and take off. A woman climbs into the passenger side. It is rather cramped in here. We fly over a landscape filled with criss-crossing bridges with trains on them. There are other helicopters, some of them get very close to us. We narrowly avoid crashing with high speed trains. Finally I land in a street. A car nearly crashes into us. I shove it away into a building using super strength like the last dream. The family from inside the car get out and start following me around. Kind annoying. I couldn't really think what to do, so started looking around for ideas. The woman following me is dark skinned and beautiful. I start paying her some attention and kiss her, right in front of the guy who is presumably her husband. He doesn't seem to care. I ask her to perform a sexual act on me. At first there is a bit of communication error, but after some coaxing she gets the idea. However, it's not great. It is not long before I've lost interest. After this I start thinking about what to do next and remember the bonus TOTM, that I completed in the previous lucid, but decide to have another try. The woman follows me into a building and we get into an elevator. We go down in the elevator for a long time. "Is this it?" I ask, seeing only darkness outside. "This is only floor 16." Says a guy who just appeared in the elevator with us. I want to keep the dream going, realising that this has been a long dream and the beginning is already forgotten. Finally we step out into a street filled with houses with sold signs outside. People are standing in a crowd in the street. The unknown male DC talks about them being nazis and jews, trying to "sort the whole thing out." I think how unlikely that is. I start flying over the street and land in a market. They are selling a weird variety of stuff. One stall owner tells me they are all moving out, and need to get rid of things.
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