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Not a very interesting dream night for me but managed to get 4 hours of sleep which I am thrilled about.
1. Saw a black cat with white down its nose facing me with a beautiful pinkish purple flower in front of its paw and it was purring loud.
2. An image of a long saw blade with extremely sharp teeth like for cutting logs.
3. I was sitting in front of three computer monitors editing on two and playing it over and over on the other. I just remember being happy I had the liberty to change what I wanted and make my own creation. I felt like I was creating my future, yet I don't recall the images, only that it felt powerful that I had full control.

18-Jan-2017 - ND fragment + 2x confused WILD

ND: Fragment about using some long, thin white plastic bars as weapons (?)

2AM WBTB, fall asleep right away

4AM wake-up, no recall, attempt WILD, partial success
WILD:
Several fragments:
- A meeting with colleagues, then knowing I am dreaming I cut out the window and fly off
- Meet two horses in a pen
- Three girls, I get to see well the rightmost two, scene fades quickly

5:45AM wake-up, attempt WILD with more focus, partial success
WILD:
I try continuing yesterday Jungle Guerrilla, from the point where I meet Rachele
I am somehow successful, I am human size, explain her I need my mission.
I need a vehicle. I take a banana from a nearby tree, put it in the ground, increase its size to ride it.
However, looking down, I see my child, smiling at me. I am confused. I tell him to go away since it's a dangerous area.
I pick a cardboard box, put it onthe ground, we sit inside and it moves.
<JUMP> Dream scenery change, can't recall
Later on, on foot again, I take the girl's hat, shape it like a motorbike, increase its size and we ride it.
<JUMP>
A fragment in which I explore a building, I stabilize fairly well (rubbing hands perhaps?), environment is stable, but scene changes
<JUMP>
A fragment in which I read a dense page of printed text. I can read the single words fairly well
<JUMP>
More fragments, lot of confusion, poor recall

17-01-2017

Nothing recalled.

18-01-2017

Fountain of wish

I was roaming around my backyard, checking all buildings just out of boredom, when I met my younger sister in one of them. She told me a story about a fountain that makes wishes come true when you drink from it and make a wish. As she told the story, I could see enormous, grassy hills and a tall cliff with ruins of an ancient fortress. The fountain was standing in the middle of a square, water that shone constantly pouring out of it. I told her that we really should find this fountain.

Rooftops

I was in some industrial era city, it was a warm, sunny day. Smoke was getting out of chimneys, rubbish littered streets with beggars trying to get anything of use in their hands. However, there was a completely different society above it. People lived in attics which could be accessed only through rooftops. Rooves acted like streets, and were much cleaner than those below. Those who lived on the rooftops were much more happy than anyone living down in the city, but the way to them was dangerous. I tried to get there, taking the only possible path - through factory. Jumping between mechanisms and dodging deadly smashers, I finally got up to a platform adjacent to a tower, through which I got an easy access to rooftops.

Farming

I left a farmer house and went to garage, where a tractor was waiting. I got inside and drove out of garage, then drove to hook up a plough, then drove to a field. I plowed through the whole field, hooked a cultivator and cultivated the field, then with a planter I planted soya beans.

Contest & friend

I was sitting in a room, watching TV. I was completely bored, the house was empty as everyone left somewhere. I went to kitchen and took some cola. Then a kinda ugly girl entered the house and told me about some contest that we have to take part in. She left and my family came back, they reminded me about that contest. My good friend appeared with them, for a while I was wandering around the house, passing by my friend. Each time I passed by him I said something like "Nope, nothing here." or "Haven't seen/heard a thing." Eventually I greeted him and we went to a living room where everyone was sitting. We took laptops, I checked the one that friend brought as he wanted me to fix something in it.

WILD from a snooze alarm. My alarm was in my hand (phone) to interrupt my sleep every 9 minutes. The plus side of this trick is I often get lucid, sometimes multiples. The down side is that if I hit one it has to fit into that 9 minutes. I drifted back into sleep. Images formed of my old school field. I was walking around campus. I passed a picnic bench, then I was inside the building. Only on the edge of lucid, so I did a general RC. Does this make sense? No. Do things look normal? Lack of depth, dark, incompletely rendered, so No. I became much more lucid. I flew out through the classroom window. I see people in a front yard near by and decide to interact. I brag to an old school mate that I can jump all the way up on to the high roof top. The DCs are watching. I crotch and spring upward in a powerful jump. I barely go high enough, so I catch the edge above me with my toes. I am basically horizontal now. I pull just using my toes and heave my body around and upright until I can step on to the roof. This has an effect like the movie Labyrinth with David Bowie. The part where he steps from below a level and ends up on top of the level.
I fly away. I suddenly remember that we are in a comp. I need to stabilize and think. I land on a roof. I walk back and forth waving my arms and exaggerating my body motions. I repeat out loud, "this is a lucid dream." It works. I am pretty lucid and stable. I can't easily remember the cool goals. I take a huge leap to the ground and spider climb to the top of a large power pole. I always think spider climb is one of the goals for some reason. I have a little trouble near the top because the DC of me is now holding a phone in his/my left hand. I go to make this anomaly disappear when I realize what it means. It is a reminder to me that time is short, as I am holding an alarm in that hand in real life.
Something about opening a chasm? There is a road with cars, so I imagine it tearing open. A very poorly rendered gash int the road forms. The cars are driving through the air above it. Should I solidify it and maybe make cars fall in. Am I supposed to fall in. No. I remember it involved sledding into it or something. Too elaborate with my limited time. I must go for a few quick points. I see DCs on foot near the opening. I intend to make them scatter in fear, like a Godzilla film. I exert my will to no effect. I think as if implanting the thought,"Earthquake! Look! You will fall in." I exert my will again and it works. People go running crazy. To keep with the theme I do an earthquake to meet element manipulation, not understanding that ripping a chasm in the ground already got those points. I make the earth shake and watch the DCs panic.
The alarm goes off.

01/17/2017
Dream Fragment One
Untitled
All I remember is that I woke up to some guys coming into my house, like they owned the place. I think they were supposed to be of some relation to my landlord and his son. They pretty much just made themselves comfortable, as if they were going to be staying for quite some time - one of them posting up in my windowsill and just gazing reverently at the outside world. I also remember that I was on the second floor of a two-story house.


Dream Two:
"Pencildragon"
(Lucid)

I was at some outdoor carnival or festival, held out in some rural field at dusk. Munching on cotton candy while I walked, I spontaneously realized that I was dreaming. Immediately, I was surprised at how much I could smell and taste the cotton candy (I have very few experiences with tastes and smells in lucid dreams), and even though the dream already felt very clear and grounded, I decided to take a few moments to touch my surroundings, running my hand along the wooden frame of a wooden kiosk nearby. Raising my free hand up in front of my face, I saw that my fingers were very wavy, which was a bit at odds with the solidity of everything else around me.

Quickly, I tried to think of what I had planned to do with my lucidity once attained it, before I'd gone to bed. I remembered the 'Tasks of the Month' and that I wanted to try the pencil task (which was to "ask a pencil to draw something for you"). I turned back to the kiosk, expecting to find a pad and pencil there, in which I could do the experiment. Sitting atop the counter, I found a pad and a few, loose, colored pencils. I picked up one pencil - blue, I believe - and set it in the center of the pad. Without speaking, I attempted to "will" the pencil to draw something for me. The only thing I remember, about the actual process, was the pencil moving back and forth and making a few scribbles, but it ended up drawing a (quite simplistic) dragon. (One of the art pieces I have been brainstorming on, in waking life, has been a dragon. I haven't yet drawn the final draft, but I did draw a dragon thumbnail, about a week ago).

Satisfied that I had completed the task, I took to the air and flew away from the carnival to do some exploring. While flying over the wide, green fields of the early evening countryside, I looked below me to see an actual dragon, roaming around the landscape and idly blowing plumes of fire at random. It had sort of a cartoonish, video game feel to it (I had been playing PlayStation VR, before bed - no dragon games, though), and felt as if it was just a manifestation of the dragon that was drawn on the paper. I decided not to bother with the creature and continued flying over the field. I don't really remember anything afterward.

Awesomely fun lucid dream. Felt like about 15 minutes long, no supplements. There would be so many sexual content spoilers so I will just leave the pictures here for now for my own quick reference and if anyone wants all of the sordid details, you can PM me.

Outdoor 2 level shopping scene but way busier:



This is apparently a thing in Southern California. I have seen a picture like this before but have never been to one and in the dream the place was a lot like I imagine they would be (meme not by me)… :

=in bunker
=look for exit down hallway
=find exits, but all have people with guns and such
=go back and wait in room
=lose second gun
=retrieve it finally from room
=decide to go down halls again
=see people running back
=run back too, and guy comes in with huge gun
=some people take shots at him, but he warns
=he prepares to shoot at our far side
=i run past and into side room, of school/hospital, someone coming with
=i duck into closet room, other person falls at door
=someone comes and takes fallen lady away

=i stay hidden, now definitely knowing it's a dream
=i wait, half-expecting them to find me, but nothing happens
=imagination turns situation into of it now being part of train
=i wait a bit more, then open up door, and fly out
=at some point, turns into me using a hang-glider
=fly a long way, following rail track
=come to where i see the coast, but turn to the side as looks restricted area
=head for city to the right
=hang glider falters, and i fall to ground

=i look for way to cross river
=i see bridge, and try to go, but they say for upper class
=i keep goingto the right, and they're for progressively lower classes
=finally get to place they let me
i can either go in narrow section next to one-step-up class' half-foot bridge, or go to line just next to it on the very edge in the water
i look down lowest path, and there are many poor people on it, and to their right is a wall of machines (I think to process the water, or the equivalent of a dam)
i watch as a boy gets sucked underwater and into it!
i start going across anyway on second-from-right path, as I know I'm dreaming and it's not that serious, but a few steps down in line, i realize i'm still too nervous and want to turn back
i turn around, and try going back, but the others are in the way and make it hard; try again, and finally make my way through, to negative comments
as i make it out, someone in line says "You're not supposed to get to turn back...". Anyway, I leave the area and decide to just do something where I am.

I look around, and walk toward a large building that appears to be a mall of some sort. Seeing the commercial district as more likely to be safe and civil, I head toward it.
I step into a long restaurant looking back at the railway area. I continue forward and into the center of the mall.
I look around a fair deal, but most of the other shops are actually less promising, as they're for briefer purposes--like one which was a carnival-like game of horshoes or the like, a public restroom, etc.
I head back into the restaurant, and take a close look at the dream characters. My memory's faded somewhat at this point (it takes time typing this out), but I know I saw several people of significance--i.e. people from real life or past dreams.
At some point, I either find or see enter my older sister and her husband!
Now this is nice, I thought, as she's an inhabitant apparently of the city, and can get around.

We talk for a while relaxedly, and eat various foods, including slices of red cake.
At some point, a waiter comes up and asks if we want to enter into a lottery/random-drawing they're having. At first I hesitate, as earlier, in other places of the mall, people were deceptively charging prices for things without a clear sign signifying its price; but my sister and husband assure me it's fine, as a free drawing.
I select one of four pieces, and in 20 seconds or so, they announce the winner to be me! I find this odd, but then am told that my sister's husband is the owner of the shop, and did it as a welcome surprise.

A couple minutes later, we get up to head out, to go to their home.
We cross a different bridge, onto the section of the city.
Her husband leads us to a large outdoor construction yard; apparently he's stopping just a minute for work-related purposes. I wait with my sister.
However, all is not well, as we hear a large boom/crack from deeper in the yard. This makes us nervous.
A few seconds later, we see and hear a large shape moving up from the ground and turn in our direction.
We start rhnning, but my sister trips and gets injured. I start carrying her, but she's actually heavy in this dream! (which I mark as unusual since it's a dream)

Anyway, we struggle forward, but eventually the dream fades.
Now if I remember correctly, the dream was in a hazy/faded state here, but I could still sense myself as being in the dream scene. While trying to get back in, with now increased lucidity, I realize I should make sure to get some actual dream goals done before the dream ends. So I think back, and remember the goal of finding the cause of a component in (one of) my sisters' book world. (which is a real dream goal, although I haven't listed it for this competition)

I managed to get back in, and start seeing a video communication my brother-in-law was having with this large droid/robot. Apparently, he'll pay him or something to protect the people in the restaurant until we get there (as we had seen my sister there earlier). He tries to do so, by like launching objects at potential threats, but fails hilariously--his shots go all over the place, and he stops, with a funny expression.

The dream fades again, so I focus on visualization, and with effort, recreate a scene of us making it back to the restaurant.
I then look for my younger sister and her friend, and find them, but the dream fades again and I lose the situation! (I should really have done the goals earlier on, but my lucidity was low, and my concerns were very dream-influenced at that point)

I then have a false-awakening, which I suspect as such but let pass, as I'm focusing on remembering my dream.
I wake up for real a minute or so later, and continue recollecting the events.

WBTB
I am in a beautiful field. I spontaneously become lucid. Unable to remember any goals, and not wanting to, I see an outside cafe. I buy an iced coffee via summoning money out of my pocket, and drink it for a while. I fly around, find a cliff and stare in awe. It is so beautiful.

Afterwards, I FA soon after. I instantly RC, and I'm dreaming. I now teleport to Aldeterune and I
FA again. This time it takes some time before I realise I'm dreaming because a painting keeps changing. I teleport again, and just after I teleport collapses AGAIN. I FA and Don tells me to RC, and I become lucid. I wander around my house using the computer a few times, and teleport to [world], but it collapses just after.

17/1/17
Dream 1: I was at my grandparents house for a party. A young woman, half african and half french was there. She was very beautiful and at one stage we both met in the hallway and she dragged me into the bathroom and we got it on, it was rather fun.

Dream 2: I was an axe murderer in a large house with one other person. I was leading them on in a slow chase around the house, where they were discovering the corpses of everyone else I had killed, except I was pretending it wasn't me to lull them into a false sense of security, until we got to the top and I pulled out the axe and did the deed.

Dream 3: I was looking for a house to live in near williamstown. I checked out a couple of apartments on a street which were within my price range and one of them was quite nice, also next to a friend. I took a shower in one of them.

This dream was what I recalled this morning following the intention: My intention for tonight is first and foremost to wake up and remember my dreams. Secondly I feel like I am approaching a cross-roads and I feel uncertain about where to place my efforts, so I would be thrilled with some assistance from my dreams in this respect. But foremost I trust my dreams and want to remember whatever they bring. It feels as if it is relevant somehow and I will use it as an opportunity to practise both descriptive evocative writing as well as Jungian interpretation methods.

I am pondering the idea of going to Mexico, which appears much as you perceive a fantasy or mnemonic ideation in the waking state – the incipient sense of an image, a map perhaps, appearing before my inner eye.

I direct my attention outwards and find myself in the passenger seat in Steen's silver-grey car, although I am inside the car I can clearly see the matte nuance of the silver grey colour on the outside of the car. My dad is in the back seat, and he seems gleeful and excited though he doesn't say or do much during the dream. We are going on a trip, and my dad and Steen are there helping me out, as it is mainly me going on a mission.

It is pouring down outside, it is clouded and grey, which produce a darkish hue. We are at a ticket office, which resembles a mixture between a gas station and a junk food drive in. There are two protruding window tills on our right hand side and above an almost square section of roofing is covering the pavement next to the windows, providing some cover for the rain outside.

We drive slowly towards the first of the two window tills – one for ordering another for picking up the tickets – and as we do I feel something bump into the car towards the back, which also produce a mild audible thump. I look out the window and backwards to see if Steen has accidentally hit one of the massive concrete columns extending from the building. He is really close but I can't see any damage done to the car.

I lean back in and Steen switches on the radio and the GPS system. The audio-scape is flooded with remnants of old mobile conversations, radio clatter and noise. I feel uneasy and a bit confused, as it is supposed to be a GPS system, providing guidance. Steen remains rather calm and composed and simply asks the GPS if it is there, and it dawns on me that it is a voice activated system.

“I am here” a clear loud and direct female voice responds, which is a tremendous reassurance.

Steen proceeds to drive forward and I wonder why I don't have to open the window to get the ticket. “It isn't necessary when you have one of these” he says and points to a rectangular electronic device, with an old school digital display in the bottom right corner of the front window, just in front of me as it would seem. It is essentially a device that registers that he has been here and automatically charges him for the ferry ride, which is what the ticket office is for.

“So we are going to Iceland” he says, and I feel at first excited, but then a bit concerned because we will be sailing and we are supposed to go to either Mexico or the Faeroe Islands as well today and I am afraid we won't have time. I think about this only briefly before relinquishing the thought at aspiration to do all of these things.

We look at a map and a black marker line appears that takes us from the ticket office “to Odden” which on the map is a full scale island, elongated and egg shaped except for a very pointed en on the right hand side. The black line takes us to the top and centre of the island, where the port town is based, from where we will board the ferry to Iceland.

End of dream.

In this interpretation I will start by breaking down the dream into its constituent motifs, and run free associations on them.

There is a preceding map, an idea of a journey – which implies a plan and a set destination it also represents an overview of a trip, which can symbolise knowledge of where I am going in life. This is particularly salient as I am taken somewhere else than what I had “mapped out”, which excites me although the expectation of having to go somewhere specific within a given time frame becomes a source of frustration and tension/restlessness.

The car is a solid and large station car, it is silver grey – the colour symbolising the silver grey snake-like pathway through space I frequently perceive in meditation, cannabis and psychedelic states also symbolising the spiritual cord often reported as seen in OBEs.

The car is a symbol of my body, it is in good shape and the fact that my dad has been relegated to the back seat can be an expression of our recent confrontations and my insights on how he has dominated the development of my low self-esteem though his parenting style. He is now put in the back seat, representing that I still carry him with me and care for his approval and love, yet this aspect is no longer the driving motivating psychic energy for my aspirations for life – such as “save the world and become super famous”, which is simply a conditioned tendency I have developed as I felt under appreciated and unseen as a child.

Steen is an old friend of the family, both my mum and dad – I associate to him that he recently helped me out with cheaply renting his summer house to me following an Ayahuasca journey where I wanted to stop smoking and I didn't feel for returning to my parents' house where I currently live right after. At this time he said to me that he sees how my dad communicates to people and told me that one would get insane living in that environment constantly, which felt extremely pleasant to hear as someone external with knowledge of my dad seemed to understand how hard it can be. Recently my mother expressed – in a sober state – that it can be extremely challenging for her to live in that and that friends of the family finds it a challenge to be around him as well. With Steen in the driver's seat I feel that I have taken a step towards taking control of my life and am grateful for the moral support of individuating myself from my dad, who has – without fault of his own or even consciously – dominated much of my life, through establishing uncertainty both with regards to a fragile self-esteem but also the messianic and grandiose drive to save the world to finally be worthy of his admiration and love. Steen represents a new found aspect of myself that is compassionate and understanding towards why I have turned out as I did as well as the drive to liberate myself from the clutches of my dad.

The rain outside symbolise a torrential state of affairs with regards to my emotions – since my last Ayahuasca journey it is as if a lid has been removed and my libido is now coursing freely upwards, which result in more passionate responses and an easier time setting boundaries. It could also symbolise the fact that I am expending a lot of emotional energy in response to external uncontrollable aspects of the world, which is reminiscent of the saviour complex alluded to earlier.

The ticket office could symbolise a public institution, such as the Health Authorities which I have recently been in contact with, with regards Ayahuasca. I might be approaching, or at least that is how I perceive it, a point where I am close to getting in trouble due to my enquiries, yet no harm is done yet. The whole point of issuing a ticket could represent my thinking on Ayahuasca's precarious legal status and potentially in the future thinking of a license model for practising, where the dream hints at that license is nothing that comes from the outside but an internal license, a calling (electronic ticket system).

The GPS and radio system is particularly interesting to me. The clatter represents conditioned thinking and the attention I pay to outward clues for finding out how to direct my life. However when I look closely the “ancient mother” (female GPS voice) is there and is capable of taking me in the direction I need to go. The trick is to ask and learn to listen for what is coming from within and ignore restrictions I put on myself based on external sources of esteem and approval.

The fact that I am concerned with the duration of the trip represents a problematic aspect of how I relate to life in an impatient way. I am lacking trust in life unfolding as it is supposed to. This is related again to the map I saw in the beginning of the dream, which representative of how I tend to construct expectations of how life SHOULD unfold and I am operating under an assumption that I need to go somewhere specific and I need to go there quickly. In essence this result in an escapist approach to life, where I am not allowing it to unfold on its own terms and cannot fully embrace and meet events in a curious, compassionate and open way.

The end of the dream I see the ocean and the beach sort of imaginatively overlapped onto the map with the black line. I take it to symbolise that I am still in the process of letting go of my tendency to construct expectations and narrow definitions of success, but I will shortly arrive at a position where I let go and let Life overcome me and simply concede to the abrupt changes that are about to happen, with excited anticipation and joy in letting whatever happens happen. The fact that it is a sailing trip could represent a recognition of the potent force of the collective unconscious, and my submitting the stubborn fantasy that I am in control and surrendering to the collective collected wisdom of the evolution of Life itself.

Reconstructing the meaning from associated and elaborated ideas.

So a potential message from the dream could be that I am still constructing expectations of where and how life should take me. This becomes a source of frustration when I run into unexpected opportunities and twists of fate.

My dad has been a source for grandiose and messianic ideation, due to his belittling and command-like style of communication, from where he will never explain why he commands, reminds, reprimands, but simply asserts himself in a supercilious tone of voice. Since we have widely different interests in life and he has proclaimed that he has no interest (or capacity) in trying to understand me I have since very early childhood developed these tendencies as a way to garner his approval, which is already there he has just never shown it in a way I could understand it when younger. The fact that he is relegated to the back seat symbolise that I am relegating the grandiose and very ambitious saviour identities – and associated expectancies – to a position where they are no longer “driving me”.

The downpour contrasted with the comfortable, sturdy and undamaged quality of the silver grey car, can symbolise the progress I am making with meditation, where I have found an easier time dealing with painful emotions, as well as physical symptoms. They aren't allowed to penetrate to my core and when I continue the exercise I will strengthen my capacity to sift out the “radio clatter” (which can also signify the attribution of value to others' judgement of me) and listen to the voice of my heart, represented here by the Anima archetype, my deity in prayer – Mother Gaia.

The ticket office close call could symbolise that I need to tone down my activities with certain authorities to avoid getting in trouble, especially because I already have an inner license to pursue my dreams.

The trip to Iceland represents where I am headed next, which isn't a literal journey, although that might be fun also. In fact it might be very useful as it is Steen guiding me, which could mean a pointer to a place of safe haven, which he provided following my last Ayahuasca journey. However I have also recently considered reading up on mythology to get a better understanding of the empirical data that underpins the theory of the archetypes. This journey serves as a pointer towards examining Nordic mythology and shamanistic/divination cultural history.

In short. With particular reference to the intention here I am being reminded that uncertainty is OK, cause if I try and envision or anticipate a direction I will form an expectation, which will lead to suffering when life takes me elsewhere. As long as I listen to my inner voice the direction is guaranteed, so I should just continue the work of being better at letting go of old ways of thinking and sharpen my attention on what matters instead of the clatter. Then a further dive into the Nordic mythology is in store.

D1 - At my parents house, and it's breakfast time in the kitchen. There is loads of stuff on the table ready to prepare for breakfast. I am annoyed that no one is making breakfast and is only sitting there.
I make some cereal but my sister spills it on the floor. I pick it up and go to the back door (which is actually the front door and is never used) and there is a large black dog/bull thing, rather menacing. I throw the cereal out the door (we used to feed food to the birds in our garden).

wbtb
D2 - On an island , I get to the end where there is a small hill next to the sea. On the hill is a person who asks to borrow 500 and then another 500. And I have long discussion with them.

VPN Presentation
I'm standing in front of a group of my coworkers preparing to give a presentation. My first Powerpoint slide is already on the screen. Before starting the presentation, I open with a brief prayer. My first slide covers why we should be using Linux. I describe how much Linux support has improved over the last few years, highlighting how easy it is now to use a presentation remote to switch slides. Now I've moved onto my main topic, how to use a dual VPN. I briefly discuss the benefits of a dual VPN solution then spend a few more minutes talking about security implications. On a new slide I show the results of running a few varieties of Rainbow Crack against both singe- and dual-VPN solutions. The dual solution is actually slightly weaker (averaging about 30%, with some algorithms as bad as 50% and others with almost no difference). Even so, the weaker security shouldn't actually make a difference in normal day-to-day workloads.

Now I'm answering questions from my coworkers. One of them starts rolling around on the ground in a strange attempt to demonstrate how a particular crypto algorithm works; when everyone stares at him dumbfounded, he just returns to his seat, but a few minutes later he jumps up saying that he's solved the problem.

It all started with a vision I had. I wasn't really there but more of a being on a higher plane of existence. What I saw was a little gnome in green clothes planting a seed into the ground. In an instant a tree shot out of the ground and rocketed into the skies until it was fully grown. Now I join the story and find the tree in a quite large garden. It was completely covered in golden leafs which looked really magical on its own. Just looking at it made me question the reality I just experienced and I became lucid.

Just out of curiosity I took of one of the leafs and felt really powerful all of a sudden, like I could manage anything with that leaf. My attention was drawn to a few balls on the ground and as I concentrated on them they slowly shifted their shape into something that looked a bit like a human except for missing body parts here and there. They started to walk very slowly and played with the remaining balls. When I turn around the tree has changed its position slightly. "It is magical afterall." I thought. "Indeed, it is magical and its leafs can allow one act of magic each." a voice said. Turning around again I saw a man who looked a bit like a wizard or something of the sort. He encouraged me to take another leaf and try again. Ha, how could I refuse? A well of unlimited dream power? Give it to me!
I thought about what to do next and decided to let it rain. I closed my eyes and opened my arms wide facing the sky. After a second the cool rain started to pour down on me. How pleasant. Well, the wizard was not so fond of it so we decided to go inside. I turned the transformed balls back to normal and went inside a house nearby. I asked how long the effect would stay and the answer was "As long as you wish. I have nothing to do today anyway so let it rain as much as you like."
What a wonderful source of power...

I actually had some great dreams last night, PLUS I remember some of them.

In one, there was a pregnant woman in a deep bathtub. She was going through something dangerous (?) and wanted to ensure her baby survived. I watched as the water hardened to ice. I heard the baby's heartbeat slow and then stop. There was a man, a doctor, beside the tub and I then heard his thoughts 'the child will live. It's too bad about the mother though'. My view zooms out and I see the water covered the woman above her nose and she drowned to death. The man was about to cut the baby out of the woman but then time sort of froze.

There was another man. He wanted to save the woman even though he had been shot. He reversed time until right before the woman died, then froze time so he could get her out of the water. The doctor could see the ripple though and was about to stop him.... and the dream ended.

Another dream was of me at the Kingdom Hall. A favorite Elder had returned and I was very happy to see him.

I dreamed one of the girls came into my room to take some milk (I have a mini-fridge in here).

Gah! I had one other awesome dream but I have forgotten it.

Oh yes, Fitbit: 5:49AM-2PM Restless 11 times for 2 hours 2 minutes. Total sleep 5hrs 2 minutes.

I was living inside an MMO. Everyone I knew was an npc or a player. We lived together in a decently large world, and would spend hours having fun. In the game, the processing speed meant that when we all got talking, we would quickly amp up the convo and speak for hours and hours real time in the blink of an eye. At the end of the convo it would summarize how much we talked about and how much time passed in the real world, usually minutes.

It began in some little private island instance, and I chilled in there for a while reading skill books and looking at the scenery, until I went to a cantina and had those crazy conversations. After that I went to a summer camp thing where we were playing hide and seek in this massive complex of docks and huts on the water, and a guy found me hiding under a bench with his flashlight. I jumped out and started strangling him because he said he does that all the time. I got spotted strangling, and everyone shunned me, so I left to a more primitive game where there were no people. It was basically mount and blade, and I chose to be a lone ninja, roving with a band of ninja warriors saving people.

Oh yeah, and the entire time I was playing as genji.