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Driving down a winding road in a truck with some packages. Coming at me is a very large, brown, prehistoric looking spider. It’s in an 8 shape and the legs are on the front and back of its body, not the sides. It freaks me out so I swat at it but it won’t die. I learn that it’s called the Amazon spider (as in amazon.com) and hangs out in their warehouse. I get home (more like my mom’s house) and there’s a party. Donald Trump is there. I put on my shoes because I’m bored and decide to go outside to take a selfie with a giant crashed government airplane before they move it. Donald Trump bends down and starts tying my shoes for me. “Oh thank you. Could I get a picture with you?” He agrees and then hesitates. “Why do you want a picture with me? You’re only here to make fun of me.” “That’s not true! I live here. My room is right there!” I point. Really, I just wanted to share with friends and family that Donald Trump tied my shoes, because nobody would believe me otherwise. D comes just as things start falling apart. We hear that there is any army invading the other part of town and civilization starts to collapse. D has things to take care of in the house and someone asks me if I could help find certain seeds and I agree. I go to the other side of town and basically just follow this scientist around, holding items that they need to salvage before all hell breaks loose. We go into the back room of some industrial building and grab a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a toothbrush. I have to connect something to the tip of the toothbrush but I can’t because I’m shaking so bad. The political situation is worsening very quickly and I start becoming extremely upset that D and I separated. If he died while I’m gone I will never forgive myself. I would rather die with him than live without him. When we leave the room we find the building is on lockdown. All the offices are empty with the lights turned off but we hear men shouting orders in the other rooms. We quietly move through one room and hide behind a desk, looking through the glass of the door. I didn’t feel safe there and wished we were a few desks or even another room back, but we needed to see what was happening. One of the girls in the room ahead of us dropped a blue pencil and I knew that meant it was the daughter of my scientist friend. She was upset and went to save her daughter. By doing that, we learned that the invading army was a benevolent force and all of our families were safe. I was so relieved to see my husband’s face (but it wasn’t really his face). Everybody started cleaning up after all the chaos but D and I went to the gym and went swimming. I was practicing my dive, which required me to fatigue my deltoids by hanging on to the pool ladder before diving. I dove in, hit the bottom, and sprung back up in only a matter of seconds. A man said, “That was a great dive, sweetie!” D and I left to look for food. We wanted Mexican food but the best place in town was closed, so we looked around. We went to a hotel and someone we knew handed us some of our items (like area rugs) from the “drill” earlier but we just left them there.

I was on dreamviews last night but went to bed at 10pm because I was getting sleepy. Woke up at 2am and went back to bed. Since today is my day off I went back to sleep after I woke up at 8am and ended up having a somewhat funny yet memorable lucid dream.

It did not start here but what I recall is being on a bed thinking about a game when suddenlly my father tosses me the bible. I'm aware its a dream but still not fully lucid yet because I believe somewhat that the room is real.(Exists In Waking life) I look at the bible wondering if God would ever give me a message through a dream. As I'm looking at it the words are blurry and some are too small for me to read. I turn the page in hopes of finding something.good but see only a few things clearly. Music that sounded classical started to appear too.I have a feeling the dream doesn't want me to read so I leave the book alone.

After that I start thinking in my mind as I can't move much because the dream paralyzed me but than I get the urge to call Dawn in my dream.(Forgetting about the paralysis)I use a small old black hand held phone that can close with its cover on the top. I try calling Dawn but I keep getting nothing. The dream setting changes and now I'm in a parking lot with two pokemon after me.(Im fully lucid now)

Its night and as I`m moving swiftly to dodge the male jiggly puff that is talking about getting me, I start to think about windhover's heart dream. I know I'm not going into my heart in a dream but I wanted the dream to show me something that meant a lot to me or at least to try. I moved closer to a bluish cliff and when I looked up I saw shooting stars sparkling in the blue sky. It reminded me of how I use to look up to the sky and wonder as a child but even though I felt it was cool I looked away because it was so pretty that I kind of got creeped out a bit.

I than turned to the screen on my phone and began calling Dawn again His name was on the caller ID list. The phone was ringing but it got quiet again. After trying two more times I heard snippets of his voice and lion growling. Than I repeatedly said "hello?" as I began to climb some stairs near the cliff into a brightly lit white sky.Dawn's voice came out telling me to wait. I walked a bit than looked at the phone His name went from "Dawn" to "Dawnonbreak".Walking up more I began to get feeling of clean spirits and walked back down the stairs but than his voice on the phone told me to come up the stairs. So I slowly went up and saw I was in my living room now walking to his direction.( I couldn't see him at first because he was messing with something in the bathroom. But when he jumped out in front of me I saw he was wearing a sleeveless greyish blue shirt and somewhat tight jeans. The worst part was that he had the face of my brother even though he had a bit more muscle to him in the dream.

"You look like my brother" I said in a straight foward tone. He smiled and said "I know". I felt annoyed with it but shrugged it off and went into my brother's room. Dawn jumped onto the bed and layed down." Is he going to take a nap?" I thought but than a computer appeared in the room and he got on it."So you want to show me something?" He said clicking on some videos. A video of my dream characters eating at a table appeared but they looked like they were animated or drawn like when I first started drawing on a tablet. I took the mouse from him losing some lucidity and wanting to show him another video of mine because apparently the one we were watching was animated by someone else. But I couldn't click on another video and watched as the characters helped what was supposed to be a child version of my character brush her teeth until they were pearly white. I woke up after that.

Not a lucid dream but at least I was able to remember a dream tonight after the last few crazy days I've had.... I was on vacation with Charlie Sheen & Jon Cryer but they were playing there characters from their show "Two & a half Men" which was funny. So Charlie was Charlie & Jon was Alan, just like on the show. We were in this really nice cabin & there was all of these ditsy women there, too, fawning over Charlie per usual like the show. We had been listening to music a lot & Charlie had a melt down & wanted to leave so we were all piling in these nice ass cars. Then Charlie flipped out & started putting lighter fluid on everything & wanted to burn down the cabin. So Alan said he'd be right back & I followed him & he was asking Charlie if he was sure he wanted to do this. He said "ya man!" So Alan looked at me & we both thought the same thing. If he was going to burn it down, we were going to get out a bunch of the electronics, like the stereo's & all kinds of things like that. This place had all kinds of cool stuff. Then Charlie comes back in and tells us he is lighting it up & tells we are crazy & should get out before we die. We both looked at each other & back at him & started laughing because he called US crazy when he went off the rails & wants to burn the house down. We just figured we might as well get some good stuff out of it if he's going to burn it all up anyway. So we finally get in the cars & the house starts to catch fire & we drive away.

I tried to insert some funny out takes below.

https://youtu.be/E5pKqz4qAo8

Was driving a Sandcrawler (the thing in Star Wars which the Jawas drove) at about 142 MPH up to Clarion, PA for a reunion. I don't know why I'm even speaking like this, where's the recollection of the reunion and why did I post the location? Do I remember the location? After that there was a Nazi type party elected and a woman judge in a NYC Square, and then an innocent Japanese woman came up and the judge, saying she recalled atrocities in Japan, embedded an ax in the Japanese woman's skull. The Japanese woman turned towards me/the camera, her face turned pale like a soda bottle emptying, and the crowd around didn't like what happened. A muscular man was mad then and took a blunt but round piece of metal, put it behind the judge's head and bashed the front of her face in then left. I then recall (as it would happen in time, but...) Vinyl Scratch and Derpy Hooves being nearby; Derpy flew over a road as I thought "We love you, Derpy, because we are you..." and Vinyl was already on the side of the road this execution went on, though she didn't know about it because it was up some stairs. Derpy may have met Vinyl and been given something or may have given something to Vinyl.

+ plane landing
I'm flying an airplane, and I have a top-down view of an overhead map. There are several landing strips for airplanes, marked as such including the direction of landing approach. I choose a smaller one because it is more challenging to land there. I have quite a lot of altitude which I must lose quickly, so I begin circling the landing area. I pitch and roll the plane with keyboard controls to put the plane into a spiral, sometimes the roll is too much and I almost go upside down but I recover. Circling, I lose altitude to get ready to land. Then the controls stop working my plane is entirely locked up and won't respond, it'll crash, oh well I can just start another game.

+ cat attack
Outside among high rocky cliffs, a house cat attacks me and latches on to my face, I'm jumping around trying to pull it off

+ sexy birthday party
It's my birthday party. Lots of people around me are having sex. I'm scared to engage with a girl because I think I won't be able to perform, the girl would be frustrated with a guy who can't function. I get very frustrated and yell out "I hate f^&*ing birthdays!"

+ bright colors, leaking pens, bathroom observers
In (parents bedroom of CH?), there are pens/brushes full of super vivid, bright colors. Yellows, blues, university colors. I walk by the bed and see that there is ink running out of a pen/brush making a mess. In the bathroom I'm peeing, the window is open, I have flashes of super intense bright vivid colors, like golden yellow. Young people are coming up to the window and looking and I yell at them "Do you HAVE to all come and look?" I'm peeing for what seems like a really long time.

+ huge influx of young people outside CH. I'm standing in the 2nd floor hallway and look out to street level through the walls, I see tons of young people moving in crowds on the street, some are making their way to my house.

Took a little break from recalling my dreams.

Index

Non-Lucid Dreams

• Disase Congress
• Suburbia hotel

Lucid Dreams
* Special feelings and other things *

Intro

Today i've had like 5 dreams and one start of WILD. This morning, i remember clearly one dream and other only in part. The 3 remaining I just remember images.
* A lot of fking faggots ring the doorbell while i was sleeping, waking me in several ocassions. *

WILD

Today in the morning, i got up to help my GF in several home task while he was getting ready for go to work. After this 20 min doing something, * I was so sleepy * and i returned to bed. Inmmediately i started getting the symtoms of SP but so fast! Normally it requieres me like 10 min to do all the process, today in 20 seconds i was just feeling like in the end of pre-WILD process!

Suburbia hotel

I remember being in a bedroom of a very creepy suburbia hotel:



With lights off, some really weird girl but hot (i think it was some kind of modification of my real GF) was in the bed. She was dressed and she was behaving like Harley Quinn from suicide squad:



She was playing the game Life is Strange at the same time that was trying to seduce me. * shit, why i don't remember anything more *.

Conclusion: 8/10. That girl was really hot and I have felt a lot of different emotions, generating a vivid experience.

Disease Congress
I was in a big room with tables. All the people on the congress was there presenting the first day of talks. I remember being very healty and strong (big muscles) and going to some sports class. There they group me with two random people.

* The belldor ringed i just waken up. It was so vivid!


Conclusion: 6/10. Vivid but so short. A little boring.

In which I had my first sleep paralysis nightmare...

I'm body surfing the sideways waves of a cove. The tide is low enough that they break on the beach and not up on the rock cliffs enveloping the cove. But I know I only have a few minutes before I must get out and scale the cliffs when the tide comes in. There will be no beach left that is not submerged.

I'm wearing my black and hot pink one-piece swimsuit. It's an athletic cut, like you'd see on Olympic swimmers. But there are women body surfing with me, and they are all in bikinis. I notice this and feel awkward about it. I wonder how they keep their bikinis on; when I'm not in a one-piece, the waves thrash them off me.

Ted Cruz has conceded to Trump. He is in seclusion somewhere, in a cave nearby. His sister comes out to the beach to make a statement on his behalf. She walks out to the sandy beach in the center of the cove and starts to speak. The other women and I continue to surf. Somehow, we can hear and see her perfectly.

She's casually beautiful, without any of the attempts to try to be sexy like the bikini girls. She has lovely olive skin and short thick black hair. She's radiant, and she wears glasses, a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She's poised; she speaks deliberately. She is serious, because it is a serious matter, but she's got some subtle humor as well. She shines. I take a wave onto shore and linger there in the sand a bit to listen to her. Despite the fact that Ted Cruz is horrific, I acknowledge that his sister is clever, charming and charismatic. Too bad she's not running for president.

Then she leaves the cove, and Donald Trump walks to the center of the beach. He is naked and also enormously fat. He sits crosslegged in the center of the cove and stars into the distance. His lips are pursed, and the fat hangs over his crotch and scrotum so that he looks as if he lack genitals. He does not say anything.

The other women and I continue to body-surf for a few minutes, but the tide is rising. Besides, Trump's presence makes us nervous. I notice that the waves are breaking against the rock cliff behind Donald Trump. I avoid crashing into it, slide across the sand, and exit the water. I climb up the wall a short way above the breaking tide. I see my husband, snuggled up in a blanket among the rocks, sleeping. Donald Trump is on the beach below, still sitting still and naked amidst the pounding tide.

I find a nearby rock outcrop near my sleeping husband that is long enough to accommodate my body, and I curl myself up into fetal position to sleep. I snooze contentedly for a while, and then I roll over onto my back and stretch out my arms and legs so that I luxuriously take up the entirety of the outcrop.

Three Indians climb up from the beach. They are a young woman in her mid 20s with long curly black hair and a slim build, as well as two younger teenage boys. They step over our sleeping bodies and nestle themselves into nearby outcrops to sleep as well.

I can feel my body stretched out. I can feel the bed beneath. This is confusing because I know that I'm on rock. I wonder about this, and then I feel my body even more. I feel each breath I take. I hear the waves below. I hear my husband sleeping nearby. I feel the pillow under my head.

A woman's voice asks me a question. I ignore it, and I continue to stay still. By now, my mind is awake.

When I do not respond, she calls my name and asks why I'm ignoring her. I do not wish to speak to her, so I lay very still and focus on my breathing. I feel my chest move up and down in my sleep. I feel my arms stretched out above my head. I feel the pillow under my neck. I hear my husband's breathing next to me. He is very close now.

The woman says, "I'm disappointed in you. I didn't know you were such a coward that you would pretend to sleep."

I hear her, but I pretend I do not. I continue to focus on my breathing. I stay very still. I am asleep, I say to myself. I am asleep, I repeat to myself over and over again. I am asleep. I feel the mattress under me now.

The woman says, "You are pretending to sleep. You are wasting your time thinking of unimportant things. It's very disappointing. I'm finished watching you. I've seen what you are, and you will not take advantage of opportunities anymore, and so I'm done with you."

Her words hurt. They sting, and I want to confess or defend myself or discuss these issues. But by this point, I've already pretended to be asleep for so long that if I do anything other than continue to pretend to sleep, I'd have to admit that I could hear her all along. So I do nothing. I lay there, with my arms outstretched, and focus on my breathing. I am asleep, I tell myself. I am asleep.

Then, I can feel that she has knelt down next to my head. She says, "You are pretentious. You are wasting your time. Keats was right. I know you can hear me."

I'm laying there, pretending to sleep, wondering what in the world she can mean by such a thing as 'Keats was right' (about what? and in what poem?) when the Indian woman and the two teenage boys walk over to me. The two boys sit down on the rock near my head, but the woman straddles me. She starts tickling my ribs, and it is unpleasant to the point of being painful. I try to push her away, but my arms lack all strength and coordination, and all I can do is flail them about unskillfully.

The woman starts laughing at me. She continues to tickle me, only she's more forceful now so that she's ramming her fingers into my ribs and stomach. I shout out, "help me! stop! help me!" but the teenage boys sitting near my head just look on and laugh. The woman grabs my arms by the wrist and stops me from resisting at all, and with her other hand, she starts punching me in the stomach and in the ribs. I realize that the teenage boys will not help. They will stand by and refuse to help me. I feel completely overcome and helpless.

I think that I'm totally vulnerable and at this woman's mercy. My own torture will only be limited by her whim. It's going to get worse. It's a horrifying and hopeless feeling. The disregard of the two teenagers watching me makes it all the worse. They could intervene if they were willing to. They simply refuse, and for no reason other than they don't care. I think that if I could just make them care, even a little bit, they might stop her from punching me and poking me.

I continue to call out. "Stop. Help me!" I'm gasping for air and suffocating at this point, but I try a direct appeal to the boys. "Help me, please! Help me!" I want to tell them that they, personally, can stop this, but I'm so short of breath that I can't call out to them. The woman is holding me down and punching me and laughing, over and over again.

My husband is still snoozing nearby. I change tactics. I call my husband's name repeatedly. He does not move. I shout at him to wake up and help me, but he does not stir at all.

Then, I think, this will go on, in slow painful detail, until she kills me. It could take years. Eternities even. Maybe that's what the warning about Keats meant. Maybe I'll be dealing with this pain for the duration of time.

I try to face my assailant. I'm having trouble speaking at all at that point, but I concentrate very hard on holding air in my chest until it hurts and then letting it all out in one giant burst in which I scream, "STOP IT!"

I hear the words echo, and my husband shakes me awake. I'm back in my own bed in my own room. Eerie light in through the window tells me that this isn't any more real than the nightmare. Husband says, 'What are you dreaming? You shouted STOP IT.' My middle of the night real-fast description: "Donald Trump was lording over an island of demons that wouldn't stop tickling me." Husband laughs, so do I. But seriously the dark feeling has not yet left. It was a very disturbing nightmare.

I've had sleep paralysis my entire life. This is the first time that I've had a nightmare during it, and also the first time that I was not aware of what was happening. Even though I could feel myself in the bed, I was not lucid. Usually when I have sleep paralysis, I feel myself in my own bedroom in my own house, and I can control what I'm thinking. Not this time. It was a terrifying hopeless helpless feeling that bothered me all day.

Yesterday I had to call animal control to get a damn trap for an opossum that keeps trying to come in through Meesha's cat door. So I baited it with black currant jam on bread last night & today I lost all of my dreams to a stupid opossum! Animal control came in like 5 minutes of me being awake & they came & shot it. Unfortunately it is not the same one. The one we saw was a big male so there are more of them!! Sigh. I live in town, not in the country. But I've had dogs since 2004 until this last fall so we've not really had a problem before but we did have a baby one get inside our house in August I think.... In 2011 we had a major tornado hit our town & a lot of the animals got displaced. Just regular dreams but no time to log them & no lucids, just f'n opossums pissing me off, lol.

4/5/16
Dream 1: I was at a wedding where my dad was getting married to someone else. I was with my brother and mum, which was a little od, but we all headed in to the reception. After a while I began drinking and smoking and then, bizzarely, doing burnouts in this old car.

Fragment: Wrestling.

Dream 2: I was at a party at my house at night time with a whole bunch of old school friends. One guy arrived late and then started looking for all of our vegetables to take with him, then my stepmum came in and started showing photos to everyone. I remember acting like a bit of a dick :/

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

... On a trip to Paris, taking amazing pictures of the sights. Then strange things start happening. but not sure exactly what. I reunite with a couple of friends I had separated previously and they tell me there had been some situations with animals turning violent in the city centre and to be aware of it. We encounter a few dog owners whose dogs seem having rabies, but people try to go on with their lives normally. Then we're attacked by a bird and I see a lot of other angry birds gathering in the sky. I remember Hitchcock's movie and look around for shelter. I tell my friends to follow me to the nearest shop. We ask the owners if we can shut the doors and explain why. They find strange but don't say no. Meanwhile the birds start descending on people. At that same moment we see a mob rushing over to all places where they can take cover, including this little shop, but we do a quick math and realize we'll be crushed if everybody comes inside, so we decide to shut the door, because if we try to save a few, we won't be able to close the door later on. People and birds smash against the door and after some time of struggle, they can even open a hole in the door. A lady with blood on her forehead manages to push through her torso and she is crazy violent, grabbing one of my friends and attacking her with anger. To help her, we need to hurt her back. I feel disturbed with all this mess and violence, but I don't feel bad with the decision made.

Preface:

We have had a lot of rain in my city recently, which resulted in flooding in many areas. Some people were without power for 2 weeks. There is an area of the city that will not be free of the flood water for at least 2 more weeks. April was our wettest month since 1989.

I also have been experiencing a number of roadblocks at work. I am on an impossible project..so to say I am discouraged is an understatement.

I haven't been sleeping very well. I've been distracted by a number of things, so I have not felt very in control.



DR 1

I was in a home or apartment, with someone, I don't recognize him or his face. Everything in the dwelling is white. I tell him I am leaving for work. I get into a small white car and I begin my drive to work. The sky is gloomy, and its raining. I notice the roads are starting to flood. I get to the frontage road to enter the freeway, and there is water that appears to be waist deep. I make a u-turn to go back home, and I yell and wave at the people behind me, to warn them, to tell them to go back. Not far away from the flooding, I find a parking lot and leave the car.

I don't remember that it was raining as I walk in, and I don't feel the rain. I realize I am a little wet, but not soaked. I start down a hall way, and there appear to be classes. Again, everything is white- white floors, white doors, white walls. Classrooms are on either side- with windows so that I can peer in. I notice a girl with dark hair, pulled into a pony. She is very short. She is sitting lopsided, off to the side in one of the desks and I notice that she has what looks like legos clipped to her tights at her hips. She seems to have a deformity, or maybe a type of sclerosis? Anyway, the legos make a clicking sound, which sound like rhythms to me. The class turns out to be a kind of music class, using lego blocks to make noise. Someone would say a phrase, and a student would click the blocks to the rhythm of the syllables. The lopsided girl was really good, and I equate the use of her blocks to zills.
(I may be thinking a bit too much about dancing with zills...https://youtu.be/3kdrY9q_gwg)

I remember that I need to go back and secure the car, because the parking lot may be too low, subjecting the car to water.

Last night I had depressing thoughts that kept me awake for a while. I went to bed at 8pm and slept for an hour. But after I woke up I ended up falling asleep around 2am or maybe it was around 1:30am. I had a dream where I killed a wild parakeet because it kept eating soap. :/

I'm on campus, pretty, clear spring day. There are signups for summer classes (they start tomorrow) but there are also, more fun and pointless activities. I remember the author of Harry Potter was on campus and she was going to assign people to one of four dorms in the dorms that I stayed in last year, only they had been renamed to be the four Hogwarts houses. (Gryphindoor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin) This was supposedly a part of a role-play type thing to make college more fun. Also, if you signed up to live in these dorms, you could be a part of a quidditch team.

IWL or in dream, I've never been a huge fan of Harry Potter. (You may have noticed some butchered spellings.) But in dream there were a lot of HP fanboys and fangirls hanging around the table waiting. Don't remember why I was waiting there, I think I had some friends who were interested in signing up for the HP dorms.

I remember I got bored. There was a tree nearby so I figured I would climb it. A few other students were trying to climb it so they could sit on the branches and pretend they were flying on broomsticks. I betted that I could climb the tree easily. I ran up the trunk a couple steps and grabbed a low hanging branch, then pulled myself up gracefully to the top of the branch. The students were pretty impressed with my feat. (I wasn't even lucid) But a security guard showed up and told me to get down. So I jumped down.

I think one of the students asked what spell I was using. I was curious until I looked down and saw that I was floating about 3in off the ground. This caused me to RC and become lucid. I started flying off. At first I was flying really low, only a few feet off the ground. (Though it was still faster and more fun than walking.) I began making my way around campus when I noticed strong winds disrupting my flying. A few of them blew me into the sides of buildings. I remember at one point the wind blew me face first into a brick wall. It was the brick wall that broke and not my skull fortunately. My head was now sticking out of the wall of what looked like my high schools gymnasium, and there was a cheerleading class going on. Everyone looked on surprised and confused.

"Sorry!"

I figured if I could get higher, then I wouldn't have to worry about the winds blowing me into buildings. At this point I was flying down a narrow alley. I heard someone yell "Freeze" and saw the campus security guard along with several others. A mecha walked in behind them, pretty small and probably unmanned, but I still don't see why Campus Security needs a battle mech.

Spoiler for Mech looked like this, but painted white with police siren.:

I don't know what these guys want so I just figured I'd fly away. I tried to fly down the alley, but I saw Jack (OMG I thought you had left my dreams) with a giant fan that was creating the winds. Apparently he was a junior officer on Campus Security and he wanted to get me in trouble.

I finally managed to fly upward. I heard shooting but tried to ignore it, hoping that the dream would drop the plot of security trying to stop my LD. I managed to get away, flying in a spiral around a large skyscraper-ified version of the language building. I kept having to say "Faster, Faster, Come on!" As I got up, I saw a city (not there IWL). On the left were several rocket launch pads. Each one had one of these odd space shuttle looking craft on it. (I think the space shuttles had extended noses or something.) There was also a Washington monument type thing in the middle of a big hexagonal park and a huge cluster of tall buildings.

I decided to go and investigate the space shuttle pads. I remember it looked sort of like a cargo shipping dock. There were these big robot arms on tank tracks that would lift boxes of cargo into the shuttles, and they would take off and fly into space. There was also a giant field full of parked shuttles. Someone started explaining to me that "The Professor" had designed these for easy space travel. Now he was working on a space ambulance version that looked exactly the same, but with a red medical cross painted on it. He said that he wanted to do a space fire truck version but he couldn't because there was no oxygen for fires to happen in space.

Lost the dream and woke up.

Side Notes: Last night I made a goal of Manifesting Manei. Became lucid and seemingly completely forgotten about. I've gotten very good at this, becoming lucid and forgetting my goals. I need to figure out ways of better remembering my goals and staying focused.

My lucidity is almost to 1/night. Some nights I have two or three, balancing out the nights where I have none. (At least how its been for the past 3 weeks.) I think I've figured out how to have an acceptable quantity of LDs. Now it becomes about having good LD quality...

Not complaining about flying LD though.

Once again, I went on another paranormal investigation with the crew from the famous tv show ghost adventures. It was like some forest type place. It seemed to have a 10 story block each time going deeper and deeper. When I was inside this place no paranormal activity was being placed but the outside was loud with unexplained noises. On the last bit zack doesn't want to go in because everyone gets scared so I go back outside with him, he tells me to be quiet and shows me the sound of something unexplained loud and clear! I didn't know what to say.

There was a zombie apocalypse, not many humans where alive, there was an ex girlfriend that was just sitting there acting like the zombies won't get her, trying to be all rude and trying to use me.I decide to run and hide from the zombies, she follows me. I'm trying to get away from her, so I come up to this street, I do a right, then I do a left then I end up in this alley way so I just hide beneath the binbags.

I was with old friends and it seemed like college, and we had to sit there doing something form college, we had to write out paragraphs for a subject, for me, it was something called "execute" but In the end it sounded like "exesus". I only to found out that it had something to do with the PlayStation 3. I didn't know what to write so I decided to look it up, I tried to copy but I really couldnt put it into my own words. I leave my friends and go into some building where i could write it up in pc, I was debating with myself whether I should use paper or on the computer, I chose on the computer because it's faster for me and will be much more tidier. I now remember that I'm in the group singing a song about exesus that I have no clue about.

I suddenly went into some little weird world, where I was not wanted, it was weird, there was very small rock, and there was like 5 people hiding behind it. I would sneak behind the rock and try to kill them without being noticed, it worked at times but at times it didn't. Instead from escaping from the world I stayed in the world and talked.

I notice how I see my ex again and this time im walking down a road with her, there is a man behind us which is setting cockroaches to fire, he does it once and we just hear it squeeling and going crunch on the floor, I looked behind me and he has got lots of them in his hand, they are just jumping out his hand one by one. He tries to set them on fire but theyre too quick for him. They come flying near us then I wake up.

I was with Ben, sitting in his room, casually talking, I ask him why his other t.v. is no longer working, I don't get a reply. I want to order something to eat from pizza lane but I struggle to ask him for some reason. I didn't know whether his dad would let me. We are out in some place, a place full I new technology, I didn't know what to do there I was with Ben, and we seen his dad, we got talking and he asked about my flat, I told him my current situation he didn't seem to get it so I had to explain further until he fully understood. Me and Ben prank call the man who was previously fixing a very old computer then put it down, the man looked fed up with his job. I end up back at Ben's and it looks like I can't order from pizza lane because his family has already made me something to eat. I'm with Hannah now on the streets just casually walking and i see and very old friend who I really despise, he looks at me, I get really iritated so I go over and asks what he wants, he doesn't reply so I start a fight and start kicking his ass, I walk away and i see another old friend, we didn't really get in iwl but he seems nice in the dream. We just get talking about how many fights I had with the Same person In high school, it was 7. He mentions how I told him get to outside the art classroom so I could kick his ass, but I remember it differently and tell him it was different but In the end I just go along with it. I see the other guy again asking for a fight, he is only doing that because he is with his friends now, acting all big. I start to go toward him but I know His friend will jump in so I back away. Hannah starts to laugh and like callum and i get jealous so I tell her to fuckoff and that I hate her, then she cried and dissapears, i hear lots of ambulances and i knew it was her ringing them, I knew it was pointless her ringing them. Me and callum walk past the ambulance and head straight to his, we are outside, and he says thats my bike that's just sitting there, it looked my bike but had been upgraded. Ben's sister open the door, and asks if I have been crying, I come up with an excuse and she tells me to bring the bike inside. I do and as i got upstairs a white shitzue comes and chases me and bites me, I come back down and show callum, he tells me how it's down and he makes the clock have arrows with smoke, it was weird. A taxi entered the close, I knew it was Hannah so callum went and helped her, I got jealous again so Ben took me to his room, I had no socks in so I hid my feet because I don't like them. I hear a knock im the door and its Hannah, I let her in and Ben's sister tells me that she's moving away and i start crying, she tells me that she has 15 minutes till she leaves. I try to force a another tear but it never worked and i woke up.