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My eye dust is really 'organised now' I see a purple dream entrance so jump into a dream. WILD



I'm lucid in the dream.

First is a white castle/ school I'm only one there and it's being bombed.. with 'REALITY BOMBS' lol
The moon crone dream. The reality bombs started here.


So the bombs are dropping, they are cluster bombs with invisibility... my family's there it's really unstable, we are at a brink. We are in this school 'now' for a reason. I get bombed...

New reality.

This one is a real mess, houses are blowing up and people are vanishing as the buildings explode. War-zone style.
We are split, lots of us 'know' but some are still really scared of their shadow. There are lots of people confused and in fear... (It's amphibian reptilian) We all know it's something to do with 'GOD' but some are still scared of the judgement. This is causing the instability.

We are split, some are sending energy supporting the scared and anchoring them... some are trying to stabilise reality. I 'know' I'm building up my power...... I get hit and get zapped again into another reality 'Dead' ... the bombs are a dead like in the other games.

Connect with other's we are such a bunch of weirdos!! This time it's a space ship type place, but with a reality inside too, we can still see the players from the reality's below.

Wizards, Mystics, Time lords, religious people We look like a crazy bunch of nerds the conversations we are having are amazing, they are doing same as me..... time hopping, or tracking soul shards - messages. I understand them and them me!!
Some are having to wear dark glasses as the light and flicker rate is to high for them, I can still see (this is like screen refresh rate)
Ian and the kids are there too... I'm trying to juggle both.. no 'TIME' to meditate so I've been dragging the universe down here inside of me. (OOps ( I'm a singularity?? )

The reality's are flashing fast, one is tunnel... me and the others brace (OHHHH the Braclet??)

More reality Bombs.. We all brace together (me and the weirdos)
They don't go off again... lol or do they??? Heheh

I zap again into a 3rd reality. It's bright white light room, there are a group at a table only (9 - 12) We are from all over the world, we talk in riddles, we are laughing! 'WE DID IT'
They don't recognise me or me them, (But I know I've been with them in astral for ages)
They ask 'Who AM I' I laugh and tell them, 'I am YOU' We all laugh

We ask what we have been tracking... Some people a Lizard, Frog.... mine was the gold holographic frog in the 'Nephalim Elohim' Dream. We got back threw the separation... I came from the Nephilim / Elohim branch. (The Giants dreams... the Lucifer angel from my child hood)

A red hair woman comes up to me ( I think she's the fire element I sometimes meet) She takes my hand and crosses my palm with hers.

On my hand ancient writing appears in amber raised writing (It's my name but I can't read it) I see my picture though it's a Dragon
I gasp! She laughs, as she looks up at my face it fades, She is surprised I can see it too.... but I'm connected to over soul. I can only see it when she's looking... that is her gift <3 She tells me my soul name, but I can't 're'member' lol

First dream

With my mother and some another woman we were deep underground in some cavern system. There was water flowing rapidly on the ground and dripping from the ceiling. It was dark, but the water was strangely illuminated. It was also in a deep blue colour, contrasting highly with dark surroundings. We were climbing up some rope, but mother said that it won't lead us far and jumped down into water. I jumped after her and stream of water took me to another cavern. We landed on a small rock from which a rope led to exit from cavern. We were climbing, and when we were halfway there my mother said to that woman "We won't get out of here. It's prohpecised that we'll die here!". They disappeared, I still climbed but when I reached exit, it was blocked by a black and soft substance that I couldn't break through. I moved back to the cavern and jumped down to water on the bottom of it, then get out of water. There were some chests and barrels scattered around, I checked what was inside them and then I saw a dark elf with his vegetables stand. A dialogue window appeared with his name and why he was in the cavern.

Second dream

It was a really hot day. I was outside neighbor's house, standing with mother on the roadside. Neighbors left their house and relaxed with us on the road, then a truck appeared. It drove right through neighbors, but haven't hurt them. It just passed through them.

10.10.2016

(MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up about 5 hours into my sleep and stayed up for 30 minutes. I went back to bed, lied on my back, and repeated I would become lucid in my dreams. I tried paying attention to HIs but fell asleep rather quickly.

I was in my grandma's apartment in Venezuela. I walked into the kitchen and noticed the stove was on; I turned it off. I walked towards the living room and saw the windows were open. I took a peek and looked down; there was a tiny waterfall just a few feet away from her window and I noticed a pile of ashes sitting on top of it, getting slightly washed away by the falling water. I looked inside and saw her ash urn was open. I assumed those were her ashes on the waterfall and grabbed as much of it as I could. I ran to the kitchen to wrap them on paper towel and suddenly remembered to become lucid. I walked towards the living room but it all started to fade. I thought I would have a FA but instead I was in the void.
I focused on making my dream brighter and found myself in my bedroom. I did a RC and got out of bed. I walked towards the window, phased through it and started flying. I landed across the street. It was night time and chilly; a single street lamp was illuminating the street. I became a little uneasy for some reason but told myself it was my dream. I walked around wondering if I should try to teleport or fly to Kami's Lookout. I wanted to check how real my hearing sense was during lucid dreams, as I never pay much attention to it. I spoke, it sounded loud and clear.
I decided to fly there, so I took off. I found myself flying between tall buildings and assumed it was downtown. I saw my dad shouting at me from a window, he pointed somewhere, I turned my head and saw Kami's Lookout up in the sky, Korin's tower underneath. I flew towards it but for some reason I couldn't get enough air, so I just started climbing Korin's tower. Korin wasn't there as per usual. I got on the roof and jumped towards the ladder of Kami's lookout, but woke up abruptly.
I was lying in my bed, I did a RC and I was awake indeed.

I'm in a hotel, checking in. Go to the front desk to pick up my keys and they tell me I'm in room 135. There's not a lot of people in the lobby. I get into an elevator for the first floor. Why I needed to get on an elevator, no idea. So I'm in a hallway looking at all the plaques on the walls in front of all the doors for my room number. The numbers aren't in any sort of order, but they do all start with one. Then I realize, there's way too many people hanging out in the hall. I finally get to my door, use the actual key, not a key card, open the door, and something just doesn't feel right. The lights are on, I barely peek my head in and I just have a bad feeling. The coat rack is knocked over. So I decide to go back to the front desk. I turn around and there's still a lot of people in the hallway, just sort of milling about. In all my time in hotels, there's never been this many people in the hotel hallway, not even on Spring Break. Then I'm taking a closer look at the people... and they're definitely zombies. But they're not attacking me, like zombies are traditionally known to do. So I wonder... am I a zombie? And then I realize that if I'm having any cognizant thoughts at all, I must not be a zombie. But why aren't they attacking me? ::shrug:: So I get to the elevator, and someone else is in there with me, not a zombie. I look for the button for the 8th floor and realize that it's already lit. A bunch of numbers are lit. Then the elevator doors close, and I'm on the Tower of Terror at Disney. We're flying up and down and I notice there's someone in the corner operating the elevator. Looks evil. But smiles? Anyway. I realize that this is a ride at a theme park, thank the operator, and get out of the elevator.

I think I'm in my bedroom at my parents; house. Or the guest room. Anyway, I've been watching a lot of Charmed recently. Piper is in my room. I'm super attracted to her in my dream. We're all smiley and giggly. I lean in to her and say, "I really, really like you!" And I remember thinking, girl is totally straight, what the fuck am I even doing? But what the hell, I'll tell her anyway, what's the worst that can happen? So we start kissing and everything's cool. Then she's not there anymore, I'm still in the room and in my hands is a magazine open to an article about Japanese sex dolls, and what they all do, and rating them 1-10 and giving a description, etc. I am perplexed and sort of disgusted by this. Then I throw the magazine down and walk out of the room, and someone comes out of the other room. I look at the wall and make a comment about how the decals look good there. There were some tribal sort of decals on the wall, and they really didn't look good there at all come to think of it. ANYWAY!

#1- CAN AM I was riding on long winding roads which seemed like it was the Pacific coast. There were only guardrails and I was high up from the ocean. I was riding a Can Am (two wheels in front) and all alone and really enjoying it. I love seeing the water and I could hear the waves even though they seems pretty far down. I was having so much fun and thinking hmmmm I may need to get one of these, I can shift it easy with paddle shifter. My hands are small so I have a hard time with a clutch on a motorcycle and the three wheels seemed safer to me. I was wearing full leather gloves and immediately thought of the TOTM with the pockets. I reached with my left hand and I didn't feel any pockets. Then I noticed I was wearing rain gear with the letters BRP on them, the pants were elastic waisted and without any pockets? It was sunny out....I started thinking my mind is testing me, so I tried changing my pants with my mind but had no success. I did manage to pull my elastic waistband back and feel with my NOW half gloves with fingers exposed (never actually thought of that one, it just happened) I could feel I was wearing jeans under the raingear so I pulled over. I was going to take off the rain gear since it was beautiful out. I started pulling off the pants when they got stuck on my boots and I fell to the ground. I took my boots off and could only imagine what a fool I looked like. People were slowing down because they probably thought I was stripping. I finally stood up, when I hear my husband jump out of bed. He said he had a crazy dream. Great!!!! Now I missed my challenge lol. I did want him to share his dreams with me and it was a strange one.

#My Husbands Crazy Dream:
He had a dream he was at a co workers house. I will be nice and just say this is a woman he would never be at her house. She probably lives in a really bad neighborhood, we give her items for her house that we no longer need. He was sitting on her couch looking at her tv in a wall unit when everything in the house started flickering and tv was going off and on. He said the house got dim. Then a repair guy came to fix the tv and while he was there fixing it, my husband saw a bunch of ghosts come out and one big one was giving him dirty looks. He could tell he was not friendly like the others seemed. He said the ghost sat down on the arm rest of the couch and said I am real and if you don't believe me touch the back of my neck. My husband reached over and touched the back of his neck and felt sharp whiskers and cold. He said that he was an indoor spirit and he never leaves the house. He told my husband that he is real and he can hurt him and suggested he leave right away. Oh my goodness.

#2 TOTM- My goal was for Basic II because it looked like fun to me. I was at the graveyard to visit my Grandson to bring him the little pumpkin I got him. It was so tiny but adorable. No idea where I got it. I was alone (I never go alone). It was sad to see so many children there but I didn't feel extremely stressed. I had this peaceful sensation, which I have had a lot these days. I was admiring the sounds of the birds and watching the pairs of birds flying together and listening to the wind chimes in the tree, when I felt a flutter feeling in my right pocket. Oh yeah, that made me think of the pocket task! I was a little hesitant to see what it was so I went for the left pocket. I pulled out a little green matchbox car and a tiny spiderman figurine. That seemed very logical to me. I almost expected something else. I placed them down next to the little pumpkin on his marker/stone. Then for the fluttering pocket. I was extremely careful as I pulled out a white triangular box. I could feel it moving, at this point it was really shaking. I opened it carefully and out came about 3 large orange a black butterflies which were flying around me. Then out came the most beautiful green butterfly. Green was my grandson's favorite color :-). He sat on the edge of the box for what seemed like minutes. Then they all flew off together. These kinds of dreams have a lot of meaning for me and it gave me a sense of happiness in a place where I probably should have been sad. I completed my first task which also made me feel excited!

D1 - I was at my parents house, everything was really white (as usual in my dreams). I threw some rubbish out of the window and was spyed by a neighbour so I scooted out of there. Apparently I was running late for work (a lot) and ran down the road to the only bus stop in thre little village.
Got to work late wearing black jeans and there was some kind of function going on (reminded me of old work place). I then am climbing across a semi circular structure made of giant metal hoops, it is not easy at all but the other employees are trying to use the stairs? as well a man and a woman in evening dress. The man is particularly annoying, criticising my method of climbing. I am practically falling off by this point.

D2 - The are two kinds of bees, blue and green. Although they look fairly alien, nothing like bees at all.
The blue ones make a clicking noise and clip together?
Next Billy is trying to carry a load of gold and bees? precariously on the top of a car that is being driven slowly around a sloping road. He is on top. Somebody tries to stop us and I get fed up and cut his head off with some kind of wire. We then have to run for it. We are in a posh edwardian building wearing black tailored tailcoats. We have metal trays to protect against the impending barrage of bullets heading our way. One of us has green on and one blue.

[comment]
The blue and green seemed to represent the two people I contacted, yesterday or two possible routes for me to take in life.
Blue for the blues, green for go I guess.

+ tahoe, water, crayfish (toe), around to back, talk more about Tahoe, crayfish (bucket means a meal), "you can't take them out because this is a national park". I see back behind me in the sun on a volleyball park my mother (old) and another woman playing old-person volleyball, but my mom does an impressive overhead smash serve. More and more old people playing volleyball. Some young people throwing net/blankets over the net and I keep trying to pull it out of the way. I enter a room there's an old many there. I go to a toilet in the corner and lift up the lid, there are drops of urine there. I notice in a room through a door right there an old woman peeking at me as I prepare to pee, I move around to put my back to her to block the view as I start to pee, I notice there's a ribbon on white along with the yellow that leaves a pattern in the bowl.

+ Outdoors, physical education teachers/coaches are laying out devices for a training session. I think it will involve running laps. I start a methodical/plodding jog, I notice I'm wearing a bright yellow college (C) sweatshirt and I think I will probably sweat alot in it. I'm running counter-clockwise on the track. There is a group of "cool" thugs/bullies who mock my running style and laugh at me. Around the far corner of the track they accost me and I push one of them aside and make to fight him. I try to keep going but they bother me again. I yell at them "are we here to do sports or do stupid things?"

+ LUCIDD 210 LD#210
I "wake" on my back in bed and suspect I'm dreaming, do a nose pinch and get lucid. I have no visuals, and it's really hard to get up out of bed. I move slowly not wanting to lose the dream. I somehow know that I am in my CH living room. I finally stand up and make an effort to open my eyes, expecting to see a Christmas tree in its traditional location in the corner. I get really hazy visuals and sort of think I see a Christmas tree there but not decorated and I move on to the dining room. I think of TOTM and recall "walk with your head" and think how I'd do that but don't think more of it. Then I remember bring a person from 200 years ago, I recall my planned person, Mark Twain, and I think I will find him behind a door somewhere. I think I should go open the front door to see him.I spent the rest of the time fading in and out of lucidity. I go out on the deck and have an amazing high-def view of the city below, so much detail that I think I can't possibly be dreaming, and if I tried to fly it wouldn't work. I keep walking around the house not really noticing where I'm going and with no particular objective except to keep doing nose pinch. It seems I can't breathe, but there is a small bit of air escaping each time. I keep doing it for a while trying to determine what the result means. Then I find myself lying on my side back in the living room and lookin at a bright orange shoe box on a bedside table. I decide that if the box moves/levitates to my mental command that I'm still dreaming, but it doesn't move. Later on there's a long non-lucid sequence involving a tiny puppy/miniature dog that my old [deceased] dog L tries to pick up and throw over the side of the deck, the puppy leaves puddles around the house and I yell at my wife for buying another dog without asking me first.

Time is about 6 hours. Work on recall. Remember the LD which I'd forgotten at first. Lots of noise, wife movements, hard to get back to sleep. I do a full-body relaxing scan starting at my feet and frequently lose my place, that's good, I'm probably close to sleep.

Collection of brief fragments over the next couple of hours. Moments very vivid and present but short, and don't recall all of them.

+ many moments, a lot forgotten

dog, then dog in car

on the playground trying with a group to get a girl to do something, I show her that the little objects are (not scary?). They are very strange little shaped things, I look at them and poke them with my finger

Making a milkshake for my son at a counter. There are odd deep ice freezers which create cylinders of ice which are used to make the shake and the freeze the milkshake contents. I have my arm deep in these freezing containers and feel how the ingredients have frozen solid. I think that we're using a lot of this ice and we may run out of it, I see that the women who work here have several cyilinders of ice pre-frozen but I think that if there are a lot of orders that they can run out. I'm asking them "is that there the place where you make the ice?".

I had some bizarre dream about me & 2 other women being told we were going to be hired to watch some snooty rich women's children. She was really insane. She wanted us to let her little & by little I mean little adolescents do whatever the hell they wanted & we would have to keep the shits alive. Her house was a serious rich person house & those kids had everything & only wanted more. By the end I called her a fucking Bitch which totally appalled her & told her to go fuck herself. I promptly left. I don't really talk to ppl like that much in my dreams but man she was a real piece of work. No amount of money would be enough to deal w/ that kind of job. I also don't take too well to ppl "telling me I will be doing something in a demanding demeaning way. If she were a real person, I positive she would have got that message, lol.

I was watching the new Magyver tv show & it had this rich guy who obviously bled over into my dream but it woman form.

I've had a few fragments before Virtual Hedonism, but I couldn't recall much of their detail except for one.

I dreamed that I was the Fallen Human, from Undertale. I was in New Home, standing on the wall of the castle. I was trying to entertain the monsters below and around me.

My dream transitioned to a virtual reality version of Second Life. There were many people around. My virtual house was in the middle of a grassy plain. It was mostly made out of wood, and had a look that won't be out of place in a magazine for architecture. I was a buxom woman with a male's part. I just finished having my time with a black-haired, slim man, and is trying to convince a jovial, muscular, white-haired, soldier-looking man to let me top him. We were all naked. I did not recall actually sleeping with the black-haired man.

Later, I was myself again, but I was still trying to sleep with the soldier. There were people going around my hosue and I was trying to convince them to leave. One of them kicked all of us out of the house despite not being the owner, teleporting us all out.

Rambling dream
I'm standing in what I believe to be a Home Depot watching some kind of laser cutting large wooden rounds into doughnut shapes. Each round is around six or eight feet across and about a foot or two thick. They're very rough-cut, and they still have their bark on. The rounds are hanging from a track in an upright position. One at a time, the machinery moves a round in front of a laser, cuts out the center of the round, and moves it onward. Each time, the bright orange laser stabs through the round, moves in a wide circle, and lets the slightly cone-shaped center drop out. As this keeps going on, I watch more closely. Oddly, the later doesn't leave a nice clean cut - the remaining hole is just as rough as the wood itself. I turn my attention to what happens to the scrap pieces and am surprised to see that they fall then seem to dissolve. My wife is standing nearby, and I call her attention to it. After a couple more times I look more closely at what the scrap is falling onto. At first glance, it just looks like a fairly industrial metal table but, looking more closely, I realize that it's supposed to be a replica of the Last Supper: most of the table is empty, but one place setting has a plate of bread and a cup of wine. Even though this is just idolatry - we're not authorized to use religious symbols like this, nor to profane the Lord's Supper - it's clearly having an effect on the wood.

Now I'm sitting at a small table with my wife. I'm still facing the same direction, and she's sitting across from me. A chain-link fence and gate are now standing where the cutting machinery had been. The gate opens, and a police RV drives in and parks. I wonder what's going to happen. Now I see a police officer trying to handcuff a man. He surprises the man and gets one wrist into the cuffs, but the man struggles and holds his arms straight out. Another officer comes over and helps pull the man's arms together behind his back so he can be cuffed. Another young officer comes over to my table and, in a lightning move, cuffs my wife's hands to the table. He's young, friendly, and very apologetic, explaining that they need to keep witnesses to <something> around for questioning. I put my hands on the table to show I'm cooperating and won't fight, but he doesn't cuff me. Instead, on older officer comes over and starts talking to me almost as an equal and asking my opinion on things. I realize I must be the main character. I make a gaff and he assumes I'm just joking and scolds me, telling me to be serious. Now I see the female lead getting ready for a fancy gathering, wearing a fancy blue dress, and somehow I know this is important to the case.

Now I'm watching a commercial for a TV show. The guy talking is the main character, though he's addressing the audience directly, talking about what a fool he gets to be on the next episode. The camera is showing him from the waist up, and behind him is an aerial view of a tropical island in a deep blue sea. He uses a couple of strange terms to refer to himself, referencing some other silly show, but I don't know enough about it to understand the references. Now the camera passes him and starts to zoom in on the island. Eventually the perspective is from ground level. The main character is with a bunch of old guys, and they're all lining up their motorcycles in a small front yard. They've all got some piping hooked up near the backs of their motorcycles to shoot water in the air up behind them as they ride, kind of like a speed boat's rooster tails. Even though they're not riding, they've got them turned on, and they're all getting wet. The main character is looking pretty goofy and has a rather long-suffering look on his face. Now the camera cuts to a dog in the street. It's gotten all wet from the bikes, so it prances around for a while, lays down on its side, and sends a stream of urine high in the air in an arc. Everyone laughs even harder and says the dog won.

Now I'm the main character, and I'm climbing the steps to the house, heading to a party thrown in my honor by a bunch of people I only barely know. I don't really want to go, but I can't very well back out of my own party. I go through the outer door, through a small laundry room, and out into a kitchen. I see my paternal grandparents and instantly know I'm dreaming, since they've been dead for many years. I hug my grandfather, wave to my grandmother, then look at them a bit, enjoying their presence. They both look really (really) old and, though spry, also look very sickly with pale, age-spotted skin. *I decide to try to fly and focus my efforts on soaring into the air. The only thing that happens is a feeling of a slight "shift." Oh well.

Now I "wake up" and find myself in the same living room, but with all the people gone. I remember that my wife and I are house-sitting for friends, and I feel bad about how everything looks. I go hunting for paper towels, but every roll I find - in the kitchen, in the utility room, in the bathroom - has exactly one sheet left. I finally get a grocery plastic bag and a length of toilet paper and return to clean up the mess. I notice that there's a bit of water coming down from the ceiling, but I ignore it for the moment. The toilet paper is single ply stuff, so it doesn't work well, and by the time I'm done it's squashed into something the size of a marble.

Now I hear someone yelling something from the second story. Now there's something about a fish and what a struggle it was to reel it in. I look over and see a strange fish, very flat and angular (as if it were cut out of a piece of wood and painted) sitting on a small table nearby. My wife comes over and I show it to her, explaining how it got here - something about the guy upstairs. Initially, I hadn't thought it had any usable meat on it, but on second thought I think it does.


Monster in town
I'm in an unfurnished house with someone else talking about the monster that's recently invaded the town. We're trying to figure out what to do - maybe hide in a closet, or maybe barricade the doors. Now a police woman is talking to the townspeople, letting them know that the monster has been defeated but that the police have decided that all female officers must quit.

*
Fragment: I'm at a concert. Two guys are singing - The Rock and someone else - and they're having mic problems. The Rock's singing is much better than I'd expected. *

Last night bed 9pm - 4am

Lots of dreams, but didnt remember them even when I woke up twice during night.

DR
A classic horizontal vortex had formed in one of the rooms. Me and my brother are telling mom and dad that we are going and they should come with us. It's an opportunity of a lifetime. The don't want to go with us.

+ bad lips:
FA? waken? Lying on a sleeping bag/mat on the ground outside at the end of a long road-way? Young boys are running around being loud and I "shush!" them so they don't bother everybody. A girl is brought to us who tells us her story of the lip enhancement surgery that went bad. I can see at first on her face that her lips are large and misshapen, they form a sort of lazy "S" shape on both upper and lower. She wrote a book about her ordeals, the title had the words "boo" and "poo" in it. The more I look at her lips the stranger they become. Now they're more normal shaped but really oversized, and there are regular bumps spread around them, and there are words written on them, (s.l. "life"?) she wrote these words during the operation with the expectation that they would fade in time, but they become permanent.

Later in the dream, there is an explosion (from the use of some hand-held heavy munitions? Like a bazooka?), and the "bad lips" girl's lips explode, as does her stomach. Now her over-large lips are empty hanging bloody meat flaps, as it her stomach.

+(f) I'm lying on a bed in my sister's bedroom in my CH, my young S1 is there as an older toddler, I'm holding him but some force is preventing me from bringing me close to him, I wonder if he will remember this moment later in his life.

+ epic: rotating room [vivid, present, long, recall just medium though, all these scenes are from this dream, I feel]
I walk in off the street to some establishment, a company run by two nerdy guys. (I know them, sort of?) I catch a glimpse of what's going on but I head back out to the street, but I feel a pull to return so I go back inside. I see the guys who run it, and I move towards the back and start to find the rooms. These rooms have groups of people in them, who are sitting and talking, studying, doing things. But the "stage" inside each of these rooms rotates so that the entire room's contents and all the people rotate slowly around in a circle, and colorful lights flash while this happens. I see a guy in one of the larger rooms who I think is CL (college housemate, grad school), I think I haven't seen him in a long time. I'm trying to figure out if it's him.

Lunch line at the cafeteria, is it late? There are dishes on display, they are made from dark-colored rice shaped into mounds. There are 3 variants on the dish all made from the same rice, one is just shape into a log-shape, one is covered with leaves like a tamale, there's another one.

Inside a club, there's a sign, a bunch of people are planning to meet and drink beer, they're gathering and I'm waiting for the people to buy the beer. Seated at the bar, the choices are discussed. There's (chocolate?) beer, and a variant with garlic, but it's root beer not alcoholic beer, and someone mentions that the garlic addition is from the Garlic Festival in Gilroy (CA). There's a really big, fat guy with a bulging naked stomach and I see his arm reaching for things in front of me, I think it takes a lot of overeating to get that fat. His skin is mottled reddish like a red-head.

several sexy scenes:

Spoiler for sexy encounter #1:

I walk up to a girl who's sitting on a stool, and I spread her legs and she's naked and I reach for her (ahem) and spread it open and begin intercourse? sort of vague

Spoiler for sexy encounter #2, explicit:

I'm sitting with my (girlfriend?) on a couch, I begin oral sex on her. She's sitting up on the couch and I'm kneeling in front of her. I focus on her cl!t with my tongue and lips and give her a good tongue-lashing. I see she is getting more excited. As she approaches orgasm she directs me to lick it from the top. I'm going all around it and I see she's approaching orgasm and then she climaxes, and enters the period of over-sensitivity and I stop. I move up to her face and kiss her and she sort of turns away, like she doesn't want to experience her taste on my lips. [This was one of the longest, most stable, and "realistic" sex scenes in recent dream memory, nothing really odd happened and no strange interruptions]

I'm walking through the rooms of this club and looking for a sexual encounter. There are heads of (female sex robots?) lining some shelves and I think about those briefly, there are groups of people around, I find one girl and

Spoiler for sexy encounter #3, explicit:

have her lie down on her back on the ground and get on top of her. I reach down and guide myself into her, insertion is difficult but I manage to begin. After a short while I adjust the position, where I bring my knees up and am half-kneeling still in missionary, this allows me fully deep penetration and the best sensation, it's going well. The girl then says "are you going to pop soon, or are we going to be going at it for a while?" I immediately answer "I'm going to pop soon." Then some woman comes by whom I feel I know and I tell her "I'M BUSY!" She starts talking to me and I repeat again, "I'M BUUUSSYYYY!". Then I realize I've slipped out of the girl I was having sex with, and see I've lost the erection. My (ahem) has become very small, and there is a large bump on the side of it under the foreskin. I pull back the foreskin and see a blister right on the top just a back from the head, I think I got this from all the sex I was just having.

, the dream transitions.

I am "awake", realizing I just woke from a dream, [but I'm still dreaming, but don't realize it fully]. I'm seeing a night-time cityscape in front of me, viewed from a distance as through a window, the buildings are covered with tiny lights that are the lit windows. The shapes of the buildings where they meet the ground is very curvy and organic and alien looking, like the buildings grow from the ground as living things. I think to myself, "where am I? Is this a real city?" I have no idea where I am, so I
open my eyes to see where I am and I see my waking bed-side. ["Oh...", it was a dream vision, I realize.]

I check the clock and see it is about @6 hours. I become very awake. It is hard to get back to sleep, wife is also wakeful and noisy and moving around. I try different relaxation techniques, including all-body scan with relaxation. That helps, I start to lose focus while doing that. Then I work on projecting myself out of my head and body, imagining myself flying around and being not locked into my body. The "locked into the body" and the "grasping mind" are the things I find that keep me awake. Relaxation helps, but turning off that "mind locked into my head" phenomenon is also required in order to fall asleep. I eventually do sleep and have series of more dreams over the next 4-ish hours.

+ I'm in my adult CA PTL home. There are groups of kids with women teachers outside in our back yard. My wife is around. The kids come in and the scene seems to now be in my CH dining room [waking location recognition, not in dream]. There is a cloth work of art on the wall to the left, taking up the whole wall to the ceiling. A (girl?) starts climbing it and I think this will ruin it but it doesn't, she reaches the top and enters some sort of pocket there and falls face-first down to the floor inside the layer of fabric. Some more kids do this after her.

+(f) [from a longer sequence] I'm walking through some doorways, looking for a particular girl, she is some hostess of a company and I need her attention for something? I give her a gift in a box, she opens it and takes it out, it is a lacy/sexy top and bottom, sort of lingerie, but it is made from a bronze metallic rings material and is mostly transparent. She really likes the gift but is sort of surprised by it. Some other people around me comment on it.

During some brief waking I decide my recall is weak for the recent dreams and resolve to pay more attention to the dreams to recall them better. Indeed the experiences following were more vivid.

+ I wake in a room, like a hotel room. I'm naked and the window curtains are open. I stand up and pull the (white, down comforter it seems to be) around my waist to go to the window to pull the drapes. As I pull them I'm outside on a walkway that goes past businesses, there's a woman with her daughter there who slumps down sitting against the wall of a building, the girl is also naked (?) and wrapped in a blanket like me. I go back into my room, and now I notice it is much darker that the drapes are all pulled. I decide I want to peek outside the curtains at the people, viewing them unseen. I hold the curtains tightly and try to open them just a crack so no one will see me [DS], and I do this but realize all I can see is the window screen which mostly blocks my vision. I adjust and find a little opening where I can clearly see people outside. Then the (woman?) comes to my door and I let her in, and she starts talking, someone else comes in (another woman?) and they argue, and the 2nd woman says to the 1st, "I can't work with you, we're done." I remember [FALSE] that we were all in a (music band?) together and this means the end of that. I tell the 2nd woman s.l. "thanks for breaking up the band and forcing me out as well."

Then I'm lying on my back on the ground looking up at a pure blue sky [DS DS DS!!!!]. I'm still thinking about the band breaking up and am really sad about this, and say/think "you can get bad news while looking at the beautiful, blue Californian sky." I stand up and I'm on the lawn of my CH backyard [I'm aware of the location in the dream] There is an odd pattern cut into the grass [DS]: like part of the grass where I'm standing hasn't been mowed in quite a while and is getting quite and looks unkempt, but there is a line like a rectangle extending most of the width across the grass a few feet in front of me that shows that an area had recently been mown. I know this indicates that (something that I can't remember) was just down to the lawn. I head up the steps towards the house.

I'm still thinking about the band breakup, and I think I should call my best friend MR, that I have an appointment with him at 2pm, and that I need to gather together my clothing in preparation for my return-trip to [foreign country]. Inside the house [not accurate] there is my dad and my mother. I see my mother sitting at a small table (eating?). I ask her what I'm going to do right now and she says "eat some pizza!" (which she just made, apparently). I walk over to a counter/cabinet where there is a microwave and see two small red circles on a a cutting board and think these must be sausage/pepperoni from the pizza and pick one up and take a bite, only to find it is crunch and bland and is actually a radish. I put a (drink?) into the microwave and warm it up.

It was a sunny summer day. I was standing outside my house, talking with younger sister. Then an older sister appeared, gave me some cheese and a grate and told me to grate the cheese. I went to a bench and table we have outside and started grating the cheese with younger sister. When we done it, I took a metal bar out of my pocket and said "We need to grate that too!" And started grating it, filings of iron falling on the cheese. We took that inside the house and gave that to sister. She was mad for that metal and told me to clean it out of the cheese.

Tonight I made very dull dreams about stuck toilets and needs.
I'm not wasting my time describing them.

But I got lucid! I was in a car with another guy who was driving, at a certain point I see a shop with a sign with written "dream sign" (I appreciate the sarcasm of my mind), things that could not remain unnoticed so that I did the nose reality check, and for the first time I could breath! I became lucid, but I was too excited and I woke up almost immediately. Damn!