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Last night bed at 9pm - 4:30am but couldn't fall asleep till well into 11 pm

DREAM

I'm at work. We need to move boxes and fix things. Director asks me to do stuff so I'm running around with a small black shopping cart, putting boxes in their right places.

DREAM YESTERDAY

I'm going to school on my bicycle. Ground is covered in deep snow, with tracks left by cars. It's a bit melted and so hard to go through. I see people cutting through a walkway between tall buildings, but I keep going, then turn left to my school. But the road is blocked by police with some K-bars. Now I know why everybody was cutting through the other way. I find a place where I can lift my bike over and I continue.

At school, a very common theme is not being able to find my class. I'm wandering the building, up and down the stairs, asking everybody, checking the rooms, but I cant find where they are. It's already into second lesson, and I'm still not in the class.

1. I didn't write my first dream down because I was lazy and knew for sure I wouldn't forget it. I forgot it! Darn it!

2. I was putting something (no idea what) together in the garage and I found the bag that came with it and emptied it on the ground. OMG! There was like a thousand white vinyl screws of all sizes, washers, spacers, little washer looking things with teeth, parts that I never saw IWL. I was trying to sort them and organize them to figure out how to start building whatever it was.

3. I was just watching with no control in this dream and felt helpless. It was very stressful to have no control and understand that. I was watching a man beating up a woman with a small boy about 2 screaming nearby. He punched her straight in the face and she flopped down to the ground knocked out cold. The little boy was laying on her shaking her. Next scene is police the talking to the woman and child and the guy was gone. I heard them tell her there was nothing they could do if she didn't want to press charges. I was watching in disbelief that the woman didn't want to. Next scene is her husband coming home and they start walking up the stair and he grabbed her hair and asked what she told the police, then flung her down the stairs. Yikes! That was very vivid.
(I have a feeling this is because I saw that Ray Rice elevator scene replayed on the tv)

Morning of February 21, 2017. Tuesday.



Although many of my dreams begin with water induction (which includes water sometimes flowing from a wall or ceiling), I do not bother to include that detail unless atypical or unusual, or in this case, sustained, with no main dream body or waking prompt that I can recall and already in the dream state indicator phase (being in bed).

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I am in a very relaxed state. Zsuzsanna is sleeping with me to my left. I focus on the wall to my right. It is of a light teal color. I notice that there are “fringes” at three different heights on the wall. I reason that these “fringes” (similar to an association with a hippie fringe jacket) might indicate that the paint is peeling off in an unusual uniform manner. (Still, the bedroom we are in has only a bed.

I eventually confirm that water is slowly flowing out from each height of the fringe feature (each of which is horizontal along the entire length of the wall), but not enough to cause actual flooding, only minimal depth on the floor of only about an inch. I try to focus and consider if this is presently because of rain or perhaps some of the pipes leaking. It does not bother me at all; I remain only slightly curious (probably because water induction and reinduction triggers some degree of liminal dream state awareness).

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A wall is autosymbolism for the division of liminal space, that is, the barrier between the incomplete dream self (the very limited subconscious self, typically rendered in a fictitious scenario and without viable memory from either the unconscious or conscious self) and the conscious self identity. This is a correlation with RAS mediation that otherwise renders a door or doorway as an exit point out of the dream state. I liminally am in control in this case, and I am using water to reinduce and sustain my dream (validated by the waking autosymbolism being to my right). Interestingly though, this dream became literally prescient, when an unexpected storm tore our roof of in November of 2017 and paint actually did peel in an unusual way as here, proof that liminal dream control can correlate with literally prescient threads, which is very unusual to say the least. (In other cases, I mentally paint a wall to initiate dream state reinduction to “freshen” and sustain the dream state. Additionally, although the room was mostly featureless otherwise, it had an atypical feeling of being in our real home. At any rate, this dream is a composite of water reinduction and wall reinduction.)

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I had thought (for no particular reason) about an unusual model kit I built as a child just prior to this. It was a show car with fringes around the bottom and bullhorns on the front; the AMT “Hero” Lincoln Continental kit. (I had many model kits when growing up.)

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Last reviewed on Friday, 18 May 2018.

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Medium recall night. Glass of champagne right before bed, hindered rather than helped this time. About 8 hours in bed. First couple of wakings had no recall come to mind, later wakings had some I think delayed recall. Early recall has faded, didn't record during the night.

+ driving school with mom and dad there's a small traffic jam and the other guy honks at us but we're waiting for a particular spot, dad is driving and shoots forward over the curb into the parking space which is delineated by think green pain on the asphalt. We pull in to the space which is right in front of the driving school. Mom gets out and goes up the ramp into the place, I come too, I notice lemon trees [emerging DS], the driving instructor is inside standing at a counter, and I'm thinking how did my mom manage to live so long without learning how to drive?

+ in friend's [FALSE] house's kitchen, bathroom, mopping up the juice spill on the table and squeezing it back out, walking through the house with the daughter of the family

+ [vivid, present] examining the color on the driveway: gray, green, and grey-on-green: in the grey-on-green, is the green really there or is it a reflection from the fully green section or even from the green grass down by the curb?

+ [short] I see a picture of my bro-in-law on a sailing trip in a sailing boat, then riding on a rapids river with his daughter (my niece), "parked" in the middle of the river for a while

+ visiting a family and an older daughter and I go off to find a place to read, I have a book and she's holding on to me and I'm going to read to her, I see a spot on the floor against a couch and sit there and I'm flipping forwards and backwards through the book I know exactly what I want to read to her but I can't find it now in the book.

+ [short] at a fancy bar, slightly floating above it, watching while the wait staff are placing a bottle of beer at every place with a chair

+ [short] at a pool, it's not open yet, some women say "OH, hurry it's opening get our spots" I'm standing by a fence watching some girls in swim suits lounging near the pool.

I'm in my brother's old room. My brother is in the backyard with three women about to have sex. My mom is hanging from the roof and throwing rice on them. I start to question reality. This can't be real. I focus on my state and what I feel. Slowly I start to feel my real body and I stop there, don't want to wake up.

My brother is no longer outside, but one of the girls is. She has long blond hair and nice curves. She wants to talk to me and attempts to write something on the glass with her finger. I know it's not going to work and she realizes it too. I quickly get to the backdoor and let her in. Her body is no longer as curvy, sad day. "Having sex would wake me up. Lets not wake up immediately." I think.

And so we talk. She's energetic and likes me. We talk about music and dancing. We go to my room and I ask her to phase her hand through a lamp that I summoned out of thin air. She acts like she's doing it, but she really isn't. I show her how. With a little effort, I manage to phase my hand through the lampshade made of glass. I think my hand fused with the glass as it went through. I feel the glass squeezing my arm. We listen to music and I try to show her how I dance, but I struggle with it. Why is dancing so hard in dreams for me? After that I go to bed and ask her to join. Her body is pressed against mine and it's like lava. Not literally, but her warmth is intense. Shortly after I wake up, you can guess why.

It was a really early morning, late winter. I was a bit anxious about what I'd drive with to my school. I decided that I'd borrow motorcycle that belonged to my pal. I was almost ready to drive, but then I reminded myself that police can be a trouble on the way if I'll drive without a helmet. I went back to pal's room (as he's staying in our home for the time being), he was still sleeping in bed so I took quietly took the helmet and left house.

The earliest part of the dream I can remember is being in a distorted version of the garage in the building where my grandmother lives. There was some havoc going on but I can't remember what exactly was happening. I suddenly got lucid, was a little excited but slowed down and remembered my dream goal: asking a DC to teach me how to change the dream.

I extended my arm backwards as usual to summon someone. I decided it was going to be someone really good at changing the dream scene. I felt a hand and heard someone saying something that I cannot remember. At that moment, the image of CJ, a character from Regular Show, came into my mind. When I turned around, it was her.

I was happy to meet her. The dream was pretty vivid at this point. She said some stuff that I forgot now and I asked her to teach me to change the dream scene. Instead, she told me we had to run from Mordecai for some reason (it was a weird, goofy version of him, he's also a character from the same show). I tought I might as well go along and maybe in the end she will help me. The dream turned into a silly chase scene for a while, with CJ opening up portals while we ran and taking us through various part of some distorted building. This part was kinda weird as it was almost like I was watching it. I probably had low lucidity at this point. I even remember telling her we should stop and stabilize and she just told me to touch stuff as I was running.

The chase scene ended when I sent CJ and a clone of myself into a portal to trick Mordecai. We were in some weird stairway area which had stairs both on the floor and ceiling and the dream had a lateral view of the whole scene. I somehow cornered him and stopped him from chasing me. The dream shifted scenes again, now to a first person view, but was still kinda unstable. I turned around to look for CJ who was supposed to help me now but she was running off already. I just decided to try to mimic her portal technique by pointing at a wall. When I did, a black, pixelated portal appeared. I went through it and ended up in a different scenario which I can't recall very well. I then tought about the destiny islands from Kingdom Hearts and opened a portal underneath me, imagining the feeling of sand in my feet. I felt some sand and saw I made it! The dream also became pretty vivid then.

It looked just like I entered the videogame, as in it looked exactly as it did in the game, with ps2 graphics and such, which I was not very pleased about. It was also glitching out. Part of the floor was on a lower level than it was supposed to be and you could see through the map. There were also some characters together in an area but I don't know who they were.

Now I'm not very sure were this part of the dream takes place. It might have been when I entered the portal or maybe the scene just shifted while I was in the islands. I was in some huge city at night flying around. I was flying around and I was surprisingly high too, higher than I usually can fly and I wasn't afraid at all (this might be because before sleeping I kept imagining a scene in my head where I could fly and told myself there was no gravity, I couldn't fall, etc). I found some small building, like a little house in the rooftop of an appartment building. There were windows, but it was very dark inside. I decided to explore it and try to find something. I phased through the wall and sure enough, it was really dark. I chanted some magic words I made up and lit the place up a little. I don't recall finding anything interesting in there.

Again, the order of events is kinda wonky. Next thing I remember is catching a ride with my mother. While I was in the car with her, for some reason I had a top-down view of the city. I flew off the car and told her I didn't need a ride because I felt like flying a little. I took of flying and my view changed again to first person. My lucidity was pretty low here, I was just flying aimlessly. I eventually lost lucidity and I think there was a dream plot where I had a daughter and then I was in my grandmother's bedroom, which was almost completely flooded. I was just floating in there until I woke up.

It was pretty cool learning from a DC. It's something I've been thinking about for a while and wanted to try. Basically I summon someone as usual but think to myself that it's gonna be an expert at whatever thing I'm having trouble with. It worked pretty well, now I just gotta polish my portal technique a little. Flying really high was also pretty fun, especially since I always get really scared when trying to fly too high.

COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 11:45
WBTB: 4:04, 5:00, 7:30
Awake: 8:30
Techs: WBTB + MILD and SSILD
NLDs: 1 + a fragment
Lucids: 2

1. Fragment - Woke up with the image of drinks in champagne glasses

2. I had insomnia after last awakening. I did MILD and then SSILD to help me fall asleep. I'm not sure if this is an FA because I didn't realize I ever fell asleep till after. T said I was keeping her awake. At one point, I started typing loudly on a computer? She got mad and grabbed her pillow and said she was going to sleep in the guest room. She said, "I can't afford to not get sleep before work". After she left, I got out of bed to use the restroom and I brought my phone with me for light. The screen was very dim. I tried to adjust the brightness but it still wouldn't get much brighter. Then, I heard male voices coming from above me. But we live in a single-story house so I knew there couldn't be anyone else near-by. As I was leaving the bathroom, I thought both these things were weird so I did a nose-plug RC but I was still fully convinced I was awake. When I could still breathe, I rationalized it by saying that maybe I didn't hold my nose fully closed. I tried again. It still worked. I became lucid! Suddenly, the whole dream started to vibrate or shake. I tried to stay calm but I woke up and used the restroom.

3. (FA) Again, I had insomnia. Eventually I must have fallen asleep. I'm laying in my normal bed. Now, the bedroom door is open which is weird. I got up to check and "it felt like a dream". As I walked out of the room, I did a nose-plug RC and became lucid. I tried to remain calm. I walked a few steps in the hall, then remembered to try looking at the ground. The floor was our fake-wood. I then looked at the wall and saw a light switch. I got up close to it and it was very detailed and impressive. After a few more steps down the hall, I started to wake up. As the imagery faded, I tried to spin. I remained in a black void for a few seconds after which I woke up.

4. I'm watching a sci-fi movie that I've apparently seen before at an unknown house. There are cats roaming around. At one point, I let a cat in from outside and it starts hissing. I think to myself that maybe it is rabid. I let in another cat and it seems friendly but has long claws. It is playing with me, but comes close to scratching my arms several times. I remember one of my co-workers was present in the house. I then walk into a main area and see my mom, except she is black. (we're both white). Somehow I rationalize this as real LOL. And when I hug her I see she has a "new" tattoo on her back, in addition to one already there. It is for her mother (who is still alive). My mom would never get a tattoo!)

Notes - Today was a great night. Two lucids and the 2nd one was the longest I've had so far. I feel so confident and excited. I did experience some insomnia which is frustrating and caused me to lose out on some sleep. Also I find it funny how I missed my mom changing races and getting a tattoo.

This dream wanted me to be lucid because everything was so out of the ordinary. There were four of us in a cave sitting around a large table that appeared to be wood and stone. The stone seats were not comfortable and on the table was a large book with dark skin and the word secrets spelled in brown skin. The entire dream was like past and present mixed. One of the four of us was Billy (a boy from high school who had cancer and was bullied bad. I was very kind to him to try to make up for all of the bad kids. He was not a very nice guy, and was telling teachers what some of the students were doing, and actually starting some of the issues. Shy me had a sit down with him and told him what my opinion was on why he didn't have friends. We were going to work on his skills. He did a remarkable job and after high school wrote a book and kept in touch with me until his death at 20). There were two other men sitting at the table who never spoke (I felt they were fill ins). On the table were 4 packets of information and photos of the people that our mission was about. They were bound with thin leather strips, and looked like an untidy heap of papers of different sizes about 10 to 12 inches in height each. Someone was explaining this but I wasn't really sure where the orders were coming from. There were four weapons on the table also made of black leather and different types, my first thought was they were of some kind of sexual nature lol, no idea what these things were. We were each given a weapon and each one had a silver safety pin on it somewhere which I thought was strange. These weapons looked like ancient weapons, why a silver safety pin? I have never killed anyone in a dream so this was a mystery to me, there is no way this was to kill these people? It came about that the three men already knew the mission, and they knew everything about these four packets. Billy was to explain to me what the mission was. There were two couples, and two men in the packets. I made it clear I was not going to hurt these people. Everyone was silent. I asked about the Secrets book. What is that about?
Billy told me to open it. I pulled it toward me and it was extremely heavy. I was excited and scared. I didn't want to have to kill anyone, and I would NOT. My hairs on my arms stood up as I opened the book. There was no writing inside, but actually flashbacks of memories. When I was 4 the woman bringing me to play with her daughter Jackie to try to teach her how to get along with others. She was a spoiled brat! I tried my best but she was so bad. Her mom wanted her to be more like me. I remember telling her to stop giving her everything she wanted, I was 4 lol!. Then the boy Brandon from 3rd grade who was super smart and had no friends because he was misunderstood. His mom would drive him over and thanked me so much with tears in her eyes for befriending her son, I enjoyed him. He knew everything about the stars, but I had to move away and wondered what ever happened to him. Then Billy. But that was only a few. This book of secrets is showing me who I am and my pattern since I was tiny. It started flashing faces of all of the people that matched this pattern. I looked over at Billy and I asked why am I seeing this? He said, "Your life has always been about spreading love and compassion, this is who you are, how you were born and how you will die."
There was a lot of meaning for me in this one. Some I have no words to explain.

Finally a decent bed-time (around midnight). In bed until 10-10:30. Drank 2/3 or a bottle of champagne in the evening. Dreams very vivid and present, waking-like experiences. Lots of dreams, lots of detail, visual and awareness highly present. Late morning "dream-doze" state resulted in several more. Perhaps some REM rebound from undersleeping on several preceding nights.

earlier:

+ flying, neighborhood, houses/mansions, house covered in candle wax from dripping outside windows

+ famous (actor?) knows my niece: lemon tree orchard, lemons (yellow tomatoes?) on ground piled near fence, open areas in fence, guy on ladder I'm trying to get around him

+ car crash: I'm in back, other guys are driving, car's crowded I can't get out or get to the driver's seat, we smash headfirst into a parked red Rolls Royce: we bounce right off and neither car is damaged, miraculously.

+ gym: everybody is picking on a (apparently flat-chested) black woman to show her breasts (for confirmation?). She exasperatedly lifts up her top and shows off an amazing pair of large, beautiful breasts, I'm wondering why they didn't show through her clothes.

later:

+ playing pool, showing cue ball control, talking about draw. Someone is practicing on a table with oranges/grapefruits instead of billiard balls

+ playing chess, analyzing position. Not sure what pieces I have, one or two rooks? Should I analyze deeply or since I think I'm way ahead just dive into making combinations? I have a queen and I'm looking at

+ [long, detailed, vivid] angry they've messed up my pool equipment: cue rougher and shaft conditioner are ruined

Looking in great detail at objects. Letters, presents (have they even been opened?) boxes, addressed to me or to SB. A "Serbian CD player" which has a strange, ornate shape, someone complains that it's greasy on the outside (show it to JH BF DD), a letter with my name (SB's name?) written on it. Opening a drawer and looking at objects inside, many detailed objects.

SB is embezzling money from the kiosk/store she works at and hands me a stack of cash which I keep dropping. I suspect it is counterfeit and some of it is torn up into small pieces, some starts to look like it came out of a copy machine. Discussion of how hard it is to run the business.

Late morning Dream doze, dream boundaries unclear:

+ use goggles, don't be afraid, see fish in shallow/clear water [DS], think how people swim in these waters all the time without fear, why would it be any different to get into the water with goggles on and be able to see underneath the water? Splashing larger fish approaches me and I want to wait to see what it is before jumping in to the water, it appears at first to be a standard Hawaiin triggerfish but it turns into a piranha fish that bites and latches on to my knuckle, I shake it off and see bloody knuckle and talk about dangers of pirhannas.

+ leaving the mall, topless and see-through top girls, wrong door
We're on the upper floor of some large open mall and down below I see a girl with a see-through top with lovely breasts fully visible and I want to go down to see her. Around me there are more girls with see-through / visible breasts. Head towards what I think is the stairway, there's a group of young people including girls looking up at me (and laughing?) I see that the door (which is pink) is actually not the stairs but the girl's restroom. I feel funny because I think I have two hats on indoors and I reach up to feel the hats and take one of them off.

+ FA wake up in bed and start singing song acapella "Hero" (Family of the Year) looking at a car while singing. (DO) I see some street signs and the view looks like from city A (like from A hill) looking towards the B hills, houses and trees, and think about how long these signs (like highway/freeway signs) can stay in places, for decades, I get sentimental and weepy and think "I want to live!" and to be able to just walk outside and see trees and things and have basic life experiences. I'm walking down the sidewalk in my underwear, need to pee, walk past woman who gives me a funny look I'm a bit self-conscious about being in my underwear but not too concerned, heading to the mall's public bathroom past smelly bums there's a bad smell around here, the bums are waiting around the bathroom.

+ With wife, she's young/beautiful/healthy/shining, I'm happy to see her and want to hug her, but she has to have meeting with a "caseworker" woman about her mother, more and more people are arriving for the meeting, my wife has a "special appointment" and tries to pull her aside to speak in private with her, she hands the woman a pile of papers which she unfolds and has her (wife's) name/signature on it. I see the face of the case worker a large, rough face on a large head with short hair. More and more women are arriving for the time of appointment on this street / corner with the woman and they're crowding around her and they're interfering with my wife's ability to talk to her.

17/2/2017, Before 6.20am TOTM Basic II (Read a book titled secrets)
(Very fragmented but think this was all one dream.)
-In a room, art class? People drawing pictures. Pencil drawing of a bicycle, really good. I start to draw too and shade in uneven boxes trying to make a chessboard pattern.

Then a group of people show up and open all the doors and windows. Then they get rid of the walls, and the room becomes very cold. An arctic storm moves in and howling cold wind fills the now completely outdoors classroom. I empty out an old plastic bread bag and put it on like a jacket! Anything to try and keep warm. Someone nearby jokes that it is Tesco cheap brand bread, and also that the bread has crumbs of cheese in it.

-Having sex with AB. As we finish I realise, impossibly, my pants are still on... and now covered in stains. Yuck.

-Watching a group of people outside a window, digging up a globe.

I become lucid and recall one of the tasks of the month: Reading a book titled secrets. There is a bookshelf nearby so I grab a book off it. It is red, leatherbound, standard hardback size. It has no title. I run a finger across the cover and gold letters appear. It reads "secrets", as is my intention, but then the letters quickly change to Hebrew script. The pages inside the book are unreadable gibberish - it looks like text but doesn't make sense. Among the pages are greyscale pictures of a man, in anime style. The occasion word is readable, like a comic book they illustrate sounds rather than anything else - THUNK! WHHHHHRRR! POW! The book then morphs into a tablet and is showing an adventure game. I start playing along and notice how the story changes depending on which character you pick.

-There was a man dressed as a warrior. He pulls a hat out of his robe and turns into a priest.

18/2/2017 Before 7.08am - TOTM Advanced I & II (Change winter-> summer, invis cloak)

I am on a lone survival mission in Africa. (Possibly MGS5 inspired, but I haven't played that in a while.) There are fields of tall grass - tall enough to conceal me, however, there are lions here. I see a lion cub playing and move away as there are larger lions headed this way.

The grass ends abruptly at a 6ft wooden fence. I vault over it. Maybe this isn't Africa, but some kind of wildlife park. Beyond the lion enclosure is a formal garden - the type you'd find for a big house or palace. Small hedges section off flower beds. Gravel paths meander around. From above it is probably a geometric pattern.

There are guards in the garden. They are armed. They move cautiously, searching carefully for signs of an intruder. Realising they are about to spot me, I run at the closest guard and attack him. The guard is surprsied. My arm goes around his neck and he struggles for breath as I throttle him. Another guard sees us and starts shooting. I use the guard as a human shield, then dodge and run for cover.

I run blindly through the garden without a plan on where to go. A monstrous undead horse rears up in front of me. It's eyes are wide in fear. It is covered in blood and it's ribs are showing where the dead flesh is hanging off. Having no weapons, I try and karate chop it's head, but it's badly timed and turns into a slap. I jump out of the way as the horse tries to trample me.

The scene fades out, possibly a micro-awakening.

A group of people are having lunch around a wooden table. The ceiling is low and has oak beams. The overall impression is that of an old English pub. One of the people sitting nearby is NJ from work. Someone talks to her about taking a passenger on her Harley... wait, NJ doesn't ride a motorbike... I look out of the window and see a motorbike without a rider moving around in the car park. It looks like a HD Roadster. This has to be a dream.

I pinch my nose to RC then jump out of the window and start flying. Beyond the beer garden is a vast landscape of grass, trees, and a river. I recall the TOTM about changing the weather. Well, needs to be winter first. I summon a snowstorm. Frosts and glaciers roll over everything, locking it all in ice. Everything is blue and white, the grass covered in thick frost. Then I revert it back to spring and the ice melts. The grass returns to a green colour and the sun comes out. Birds start tweeting and it feels like spring.

Turning around I start flying over the town. I run and do large leaps between rooftops. What were the other tasks? Oh yes, invisibility cloak. Down in the street below some shadowy cloaked assassins are prowling. I reach behind my shoulders and mime pulling an invisibility cloak over myself. Then I drop down into the street and attack the assassins.

They are surprised, but then learn to fight back because the cloak doesn't always fully cover my legs when I am jumping and kicking. So I back off, making sure I am fully invisible. They are on their guard, awaiting attack and unsure where I will strike next. I start making a fireball in my hands, mumbling words of a spell, then throw them. They try to dive out of the way as the fire appears from nowhere. After a few fireballs I awake.

19/2/2017 - Before 6.40am Basic I attempt (ask for a waking task)

My sister offers me a mint. I take one and somehow end up with four mints in my mouth. I try to remove the extra mints and they keep reappearing in my mouth. This makes me lucid. After a pinch nose RC, I try to phase through the window. It stretches like molten plastic but then finally lets me through.

I fly around outside for a bit then remember the TOTM. There are two girls sunbathing on beach towels. I land near them.
"So could you suggest a waking task of the month?"
The women both sit up and adopt classic "thinking" poses - raising a finger to their cheeks and looking up and away into the sky. I sit down and get distracted, since they are both very attractive. I put my hand on the closest DC's leg...

(She might have said something. I don't really recall. A different part of my brain had taken over at this point! )

Anyway, some time later, the dream reforms in a house. I become lucid again. In one room a woman is sitting on a sofa. I ask her for a waking task to do. She asks for a cup of tea. I go through into a kitchen and put the kettle on. The woman follows me and starts complaining about "not having her stuff."

False awakening. After leaving the bedroom the next room is a crowded office. Wait, this is still a dream. I am still feeling horny from earlier and try to summon a woman. A woman with long dark hair in knee high heeled boots walks past and heads into a bathroom. I follow her into a cubicle and yeah, end up having sex with her.

19/2/2017 7-8.50am Chained lucids - More Basic I attempts

Fingerprint Thief
The dream starts in a school. My sister has tiny negatives of pictures - you know like back when cameras had a roll of film in them. I try to view them by holding them up right in front of my eye. There is a computer on the desk in front of me. While I am looking at the negatives the screen locks. Moving the mouse stops it, without requiring a password.

Then TP claims to have a photo of me. I try to take the phone but realise he is trying to photograph my fingers on the screen - to steal my fingerprints??? We fight over the phone and I put him in an arm lock. He doesn't seem to care, or feel pain, as his arm comes close to breaking point. It should hurt. He completely ignores it and seems unconcerned when I threaten to break it.

Feeling annoyed I leave the school. My sister follows, talking about how someone faked her death? There is a car park outside. We get to the car and I decide to ride home instead. There is a bicycle nearby, with Repsol motorbike farings on it! I take the bike and ride across a road, starting to do some stunts.

I become lucid while riding and recall the TOTM and decide to try asking for a task again. Dad is standing on a nearby hill. I cycle up there and ask for a waking task.
"Measure how fast a river goes up." He tells me.
Um... what? Nevermind.

I spend the rest of the lucid enjoying riding the bicycle and doing some jumps and wheelies. Also, I turn it into a motorbike and do some off roading.

Gwenevere Infinity
This one starts like a film, as a DO watching a queen take her place on an elaborate throne carved into a living tree. The queen has a partial face mask on, a human looking face. The rest of her face and body is made from clockwork. She is a steam-punk android, made from cogs and whiring gears.

The android queen sits on the throne. Nearby DCs cry out "Hail, Queen Gwenevere Infinity!"

Then a gunshot rings out. The queen slumps over, dead. She has been shot from behind the throne. My vision zooms past the tree-throne to see the assassin, who jumps into a car. There are three other conspirators in the car already.

The car speeds off and then suddenly collides with a building. The driver's face goes into the steering wheel - no airbag. His nose is caved in and blood flies everywhere. Extremely graphic and gory. The passengers do not fare much better.

Suddenly I am in the car and, shaking and covered in blood, I pull the door handle and crawl out into the road. There's a ringing in my ears. I'm in "attack mode" - adrenaline surging through me. False memory implies that there will be zombies. I grab a broken metal pipe to defend myself as blood soaked undead people charge at me.

During the fight my awareness rises and makes me lucid without the need for an RC. After swinging the bar at the zombies' heads and smashing them up in true horor B-Movie style with "corn syrup" flying everywhere, I then run for it.

Instead of a road I am now on a flat rooftop. A group of people are standing near the edge, holding hands - planning to jump? Dad is there again, reminding me of the TOTM again. "Hey, can you give me a waking task to do?"
Dad thinks about it for a few moments.
"How about... can you code a dungeon, heroically?"
Uh, what?

I am with my niece's husband, Bryant. He is a mechanic. We are in an old car. The car needs a lot of work. We are pulled over on the side of the road and someone -- most likely a cop -- is asking us a bunch of questions. It feels like we are in Russia (I frequently dream of being in Russia). We suddenly translocate to an auto garage which is owned by John Hatcher, a guy I used to work for who owned a roofing company. The auto garage looks old, dingy and godforsaken. Bryant and I are getting the fluids checked for the old car. In this dream, Bryant is the driver, and I am the passenger. He tells the mechanic checking the fluid that the cap is brand new, thus the fluid should still be good. I am sitting on a bench in the shop and looking around. The ceilings are very high and I stare at up the rafters and widows. Looking up at them gives me a sense of acrophobia and creeps me out. Bryant has disappeared and I am by myself. I see gray electrical tape wrapped around the exposed AC flex snaking around the walls and rafters. The walls of the shop are made of gray cinderblock. Dreamt 1/23/2017

I was exploring a dark, empty hospital or something. I checked the room, put my flashlight on the table and scavenged some ammo and what not. I didn't have a lot of time before a group of 5 enemies found me. One of them was a massive muscular zombie. He was like a small car, barely fit through doors. The other monster I focused on was a banshee: blue ethereal woman flying through walls and wailing. I had a bunch of guns. I can't recall which weapon I had out first. Pistol or rifle? Something like that. I switched to a flamethrower but I didn't have enough space to back away from them. I was trapped in a corner and died.

Dream continued from a previous save, like in a game. This time I knew where they would be coming from. I took out my shotgun and walked to the door they came from previously. In a small dark bathroom they were dormant and waiting. I shone my flashlight on the zombie man and he slowly turned to look at me. Then I started backing up and shooting. They were really durable. I regretted starting with a shotgun. Should've used a grenade launcher or something. I couldn't kite the banshee. She phased through the floor and grabbed my leg. I was done, again.

That "monsters" tag gets a lot of use in my DJ Most consistent dream sign of mine, for sure.

I recall a fragment in which I thought about starting a Lucid club on the forums, though not sure what it was about and why.

COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 3:30?
WBTB: A couple times
Awake: 11ish
Techs: None
Dreams: 2 + 1 short fragment
Lucids: 0

1. Fragment - T's friend Page is talking about losing weight through eating...

2I am living in a dorm with T. I'm talking with my mom about us getting an apartment together once we graduate college. T and I never knew each other in college. The food was really bad. We also had no where to lay down. I remember trying to drape a shirt/sheet across a hallway to lay down on or something?

3. I am on a police training compound. For some reason, the FBI comes to investigate the compound. 1 agent is killed. I remember wishing I had a gun. I've been researching which gun to buy IWL. I remember scenes of running away/being chased.

Notes - last night was T's birthday and we through a big party. I was very drunk and didn't get to sleep till around 3:30ish.