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1. 4. 2012
Couldn't remember anything.

2.4. 2012 - False Awakening
Background info: that day I had to wake up sooner than usually (5:15 AM), so I had a little stress, because I expected to have only 6 hours sleep. I also had a piano competition that day, so that could've added to stress.

I wake up only to find out I overslept. It's 5:42 AM. I quickly jump out of my bed to grab suit and dress up. To my surprise, it's not in my closet and I have a feeling it could be in my parents' bedroom. So I go there. My parents are not sleeping, mom is lying on bed, though. Dad is fixing PC, software-stuff on the other side of the room. They seem awfully calm, I'm not even being yelled on when they see I overslept. I grab my suit from the middle wardrobe. (aren't there regals in waking life?) My dad calls me to look outside. It's raining. Surprisingly, it's raining so much that green frogs are falling, too. They land on window (we have roof window, if you get what I mean) and jump away. I ignore this fact and go to my room to dress up. I find socks ready to be pulled on on my bed, though I can't remember getting my clothes ready before going to bed. In my mind, I quickly schedule remaining 30 minutes before I have to go to train station. I'll use 10 minutes to eat some yoghurt and drink tea and the other 20 to make me some snack to eat on the train. I go downstairs only to find my little sister already there watching My Little Pony: Friendship is magic on TV. (at 6 AM, I may add, duh) So I go to kitchen and for some unknown reason, I decide to eat some bread instead. It's already cut, but someone poured water on it. WHAT?

Anyways, I go back upstairs and I turn on computer. (Yeah, let's no stick to my schedule, because this is a dream, right?) I go on dreamviews forum, but I can't remember whether I read something or not. I notice on of my books, which are usually on the table, is missing. I go ask mom if she knows where it is and says she borrowed it. That's really weird, She usually doesn't read stuff like that. Anyways, the book's name is The Reincarnationist by M. J. Rose.

3. 4. 2012 - 5. 4. 2012
Couldn't remember anything.

6. 6. 2012 - Afterlife
Background info: I woke up at about 11:00 AM and went back to sleep without getting out of bed. Weak form of WBTB? Dreams were very vivid.

I'm in some sort of cave with someone. Actually, it's more like tunnel. We go further and further and stumble across a statue of some Greek goddess. There is some sort of button on the naked statue (don't ask where). I press it and a big rock in front of us rolls away. I see a beatiful scenery. It's a huge area with pool with light water, like you can see in movies. There aren't any shadows and sun is shining brighter than usual. It's all designed in ancient Egypt style. Whole area is surrounded by a wall made from light yellow bricks (again, Egyptian-style) with two lines of blue azur bricks in upper and bottom area of the wall. To my left there are bunch of ancient Greek and ancient Egypt statues. They're all naked. (I have to say that male statues are VERY well endowed ) Behind me I can see about 3 endings from ventilation. Whole area reminds me of Quidditch pitch from Harry Potter. I then see a big boar and I know it's a god. (Mononoke Hime reference) We talk about something and then one of the ventilation endings start sucking him like a vacuum cleaner. This doesn't affect my and my friend, who I still have no idea who that is. The boar yells in panic and then is sucked completely by the ventilation. And somehow I know this is what afterlife looks like or how people imagined it in acient Greek and Egypt.

EDIT: I remembered who was the person with me! It was Morpheus from Matrix.

Skiing

I'm skiing in ski center in which I was about 3-4 years ago. I meet old friend of mine from Elementary school. We ski together a little, we also have an istructor and it feels like training. Since I can ski well already, I go down the slope first. I'm waiting for them but they seem to be stuck somewhere. I go sit down to a nearby café. They're still not arriving. I go check on machine that helps people get on the hill and see it's halted. I look around and see my friends sitting under a tree and drinking tea. We talk about something.

Me and my friend Charles are in an Ancient Egyptian building. It was a diner back when they lived there. The walls were white and pieces of it were crumbling down. There is also a library on the other side of the wall. A ghost now lives there. She is searching and waiting for her deceased significant other to arrive. Me and Charles think it's a good idea to mess with her. We run around, past tables and then hide when she turns around. She doesn't see us and then she asks "what is that". I go and then charles goes. We do this several times then go to the part where the library is. She saw us but she was cool with it. We leave and go into the bustling city of Modern day Egypt. Buses traveling and cars zoom by. I find myself in a tourist building with my family.

Non-Lucid:
Oh, wow... I really wish I remembered all the details of the non-lucid part of this dream. I can only remember the part when I was with this boy and his grandfather in Egypt, and we kind of broke into one of the tombs. I can't remember anything else. T_T

Lucid:
Then, I "woke" up on my uncle's couch and glanced at the television.
"Hey, wait...I never fall asleep at my uncle's!"
After deciding to do an RC for once, I walked up to the television and tried putting my hand through it, then my fingers through my hand. Didn't work.
"See? This is why I almost never reality check."
I refused to believe I was awake.
Sadly, I woke up for real after that.

This dream is returning to a big shopping centre.... which I don't know.

Fist I remember going there... through big entrance... Its a randomly shaped concrete building. I walk through to a upper floor and there are little stools where some indian and pakistani dudes sell various random stuff. I go to the first stool and recognise the guy (though I don't know him from the real life). He recognises me too and tells me that I bought my mattress from him some years ago. I am surprised that he remembers me. Suddenly I hold the mattress, telling him that its a good one, but that I have had it for long. I joke that I will leave it there.. as there is no space already. Then we leave the shop and start talking about programming websites. Suddenly Lukas V is there. He describes that when you buy some program for building websites, you can call them up to 500 times a month and they will help you with it.... I think about it and say that 500 times is a lot, but he disagrees. I say, that its a great job as you can do it wherever you want.. .in a coffee shop and so on.... he doesn't understand what I mean....

Then I am approaching the shopping centre again.... with some couple and a kid. As we are driving... I can see something like real size advertising of what london busses will look like in several years. The busses were tall and look fully electronic. THey had colours like student oyster card. I was quite amazed by that. We walk in and I talk to the woman and joke with the kid. I say that I like to shop in groceries department and stationary. We go to boots, but the woman is not too excited about it. we continue walking trying to entertain the child.

Then Peter O is there. I have some egyptian states that were broken and I had to glue them together. Peter is up to something and puts the statues to certain place in a little room. Everything starts shaking and the floor opens. The starts start cracking. I have a feeling that he messed up by this. It feels that he was doing some black magic trick to sort out his financial situation.... as if it was supposed to open some treasure... but it is not happening... I feel like he fucked up even more.

Then I am leaving my house to go to work. I go to a bus stop, that is near the round bound near the telco. I am saying bye to some people in the house... I think that they were the people from my previous dreams.... and I walk to the bus stop... When I am almost there I just check my pockets if I have everything and realise that I don't have my valet... so I run back ... thinking shit.. good that I realised now and not at the bus stop.....

I was in Egypt, in one of the pyramids, and I came up to a large wall that had a bunch of stuff on it, like drawings, and the robot aliens from Fifth Element were there with me. When they showed up, the kid that was helping me ran off, and I remember running after him, but by the time I got to him, I was at the entrance of the pyramid, and he was already half way down the extremely large amount of stairs. I yelled out to him that he was a pussy, but it wasn’t in English.

I turned around, looked at the robot aliens and we all shrugged our shoulders, said screw it, and went back to work on the wall. I was in like an underground room, at a wall that I think was made of stone, like Egyptian type stuff, and there were people there with me. We were all talking about a hidden, or lost, treasure. But the wall was more like a door, just one big ass door like they show to be in the pyramids and whatnot in the movies when dealing with the Egyptians. I did something to make the wall go up, and I went into a giant room, all dark, except for my torch, and in the room, it was nothing but bags of gold coins. I looked around in amazement, and knew that I had found it, and that I’d finally be rich as hell.

It was in the time of ancient egypt (I'd never realy thought about that since 6th grade), there was a peasant and a pharaoh, I was watching from above, completely disembodied eyes. We were in a mud-brick hall, the ceiling raised about 40 feet. I could hear muffled talking going between the two, I moved closer. It was like a picture from a computer, as I zoomed in, there was less detail. The outlines got bigger and everything. I was suddenly on their side, at ground level. I could make out some words, but I forget most of them, then the peasant said:
"No, I cannot trust you with two hands full,"
(This of course made no sense and then I woke up)

I can only remember parts of the dreams. So i am in this electronical store looking at the beats solo (ı have them in real life but they sound really weard, i think they have a problem).Somehow the electronical store is connected to a boardwalk,where my family is on a boat waiting for me to set out to sea.The earphones sound really good in my dream so i switch the ones in the store with my broken ones. As i am about to leave the store and get on the boat i find a little dog wandering around my legs. My family shouts out " throw the dog in the sea and lets get the fuck out of here". I am left with a choice. I look at the dog closely and see it has one blue eye and a normal eye. Its way to cute for me to throw it in the sea so i take it along with me. When i board the boat i find myself in a wierd place. Its like a ancient place in egypt but its a maze.And ı am stuck in it looking for a way out. All of a sudden my family turns into a bunch of people that i cant seem to remember ( i think they were famous people in real life) so i finally find my way out and ı wake up. My brother was leaving for school so i heard the door shut. As i fell back to sleep i found myself in a holiday like harbour. Two policemen walk upto me and we start talking. One of them is african american and we are really close friends. Anyways i cant remember what happened in between but i find myself waiting in front of a ordinary shop with cheetos in my hands and im sitting with my police friends. All of a sudden a figure emerges from the darkness and puts a snow mask on and walks into the shop like a robber.For some reason ı could hear what the robber was saying from very far away. He was saying " These are the two ".He walks into the shop and the policeman follow him in. And thats it. I wasnt able to make this one lucid because i didnt know it was a dream. Although it was very abstract...

So here's a tip:
If you ever find yourself with no time to lucid dream, do NOT stop updating your dream journal. :/
I stopped updating mine for a few weeks, and when I tried to LD again I noticed my dream recall was nearly nonexistent.
It took me the past two weeks to have a moderately long lucid, and going through this after having had sort of regular lucids is quite a frustrating experience.
So yeah, dream journals seem to be quite a bit more important than I thought.
Anyways, enough rambling.


I'm taking a bath. The water is very soapy and I'm sort of lost in thoughts.
Somehow I feel that it is weird that I have a bathtub, I used to have only a shower.
But I make up some excuse to justify the presence of the tub and continue idling.
I think about a girl I met a few days ago for some reason, and suddenly I notice that someone is with me in the bathtub.
There's a naked girl right in front of me, though not the one I was thinking of, I don't know her.

I don't really realize that this situation is weird, I even sort of ignore the girl until I feel the urge to touch her arm because I have the impression that it's supposed to feel weird.
I touch her arm and gently brush over it with a finger, and I notice that it feels extremely realistic even though it shouldn't.

Wait... why is it supposed to... oh!
Am I dreaming?
I look at the girl, whom is smiling at me and she proceeds to vanish into thin air.
I am now certain that I am dreaming, but I feel the urge to RC, I feel like I need the shock of awareness.

As I do the nose pinch RC I remember that I haven't RC'ed like this in a long time.
Usually I just become aware that I am dreaming, or I realize inconsistencies as to how I ended up where I am.
I think I stopped doing 'standard' RC's after WakingNomad had suggested other forms of increasing awareness on these forums.

The RC succeeds and I get quite excited that I finally induced an LD again, and I immediately feel the urge to do something with the limited time that is given to me.
I jump out of the tub ready to search my house for anything exciting.

Stop! What am I doing?
I haven't stabilized the dream, I'm running around aimlessly, this is bad!
I try to calm down and attempt to stabilize the dream.
That was close, my surroundings had already darkened quite a bit.

I try to open a portal on a wall. I have no destination in mind, I have no goals and just seem to do the first thing that crosses my mind.
As I walk through it I wonder why I've bothered with a portal when I can just teleport with my wings, plus I'm assuming the portal won't work
because I haven't set a destination... but it does!

I find myself in the desert, on a sand dune.
This is odd, usually my dreams are dominated by cold colors and watery landscapes.
This is pretty much the exact opposite.
I see some construction work going on and approach it.
As I look at my surroundings, I realize that I must be in the past, considering what people are wearing and the kinds of buildings that exist.

This place seems oddly familiar though... and then I finally get it.
They're building the pyramids! I'm in Egypt!
Of course! I've been here before in waking life, how interesting!

"It is, isn't it?"
"Yeah..."

Huh? It's the girl from the bathtub again, except she's dressed now.
She's wearing some sort of white gown and her hair is braided.

"You're the girl from before!"
"Yeeees... ?"
"Do I know you?"
"... are you fucking serious?"
"Err... oh! Faye?"
"Yes Faye! Dude!"
"I'm sorry... haven't had a lucid in a while, I feel like I've forgotten everything"
"You'll be fine."
"Yeah this is good, if I remember this dream it'll boost my confidence."
"Good good, time to wake up now."
"Huh, why?"
"Your phone is ringing"

I wake up and sure enough, my mobile is ringing.

I'm running from a serial killer in a dungeon sewer, i run to a door, but it's locked, i'm slightly in the sense it's a dream, yet not quite at the realisation point, i look at the woman on the other door, she get's slaughtered by the monster, i quickly open the door, and become instantly lucid, i fly away, and thinking about what johnny storm did in fantastic four, i say "flame on" (sily, i know, but it made me fly faster!), i flew, and the dungeon was transforming from sewer, to egypt?

Dream recall's shit today. Went to bed around three times.

Dream1:
My friend Hudson says that if I want to join this club or something that I have to go to the 32nd floor of my building. I go into the elevator and hit 32. It doesn't let me go at first. I then realize I have to press another button labeled HQ, then press 32. I do so and the elevator starts going ridiculously fast upward. The little screen says I'm going passed floors called "gg" and "bb" until I finally reach 32. When I get there the elevator is not completely up level with the door. I say screw it and just go back down.

Dream 2:
My friend Hudson tells me to go into the Vatican with a bunny for some reason. I find out afterward that apparently the Vatican hates bunnies. My friend mocks me for not knowing this afterward.

Dream 3:
Me and my friends were in Egypt. The protests and riots are still going on. This guy comes over to us and starts complaining to us or something. We just kind of ignore him and go into the subway, and boom were back home. I'm in the subway station. I bump into my buddy Kevin. He's like "hey what's up". Then this girl comes up to us and apparently she knows him.

"who's this?" I ask.

"this is Claire" he tells me.

She introduces herself. She has short black hair and appears to be middle eastern. After the three of us talk for a while the trains on both sides come. Kevin and Claire are going on the west train and I'm going on the east. We wave goodbye to each other. After a little while I get off at my stop, and Kevin's there!

"Kevin! How'd you get here? I saw you take the other train."

We both get on the north train.

He tells me that when Claire got off at her stop, he climbed onto the top of the train and ran back.

"wow that's amazing!" I told him.

"yeah I even called some helicopters to get it on tape."

Right on cue two helicopters with cameras attached to them came zooming past the train. They then docked on some garages or something. The train finally stopped. Apparently I'm going to a lucid dreaming school or something like that. After I say goodbye to Kevin, I head to the school. It's really small and only like 20 people are there. I do some stuff there for a while and then, I wake up, realizing the irony of my situation. The dream seemed to have lasted 2 days but when I checked the clock I'd been asleep for no longer than a couple of hours.

Dream 4:
I'm In front of a two story building, it looks kind of like a hotel. There's a rope hanging down from a railing on the second floor. I decide to climb it up to the second floor. On my way up for some reason I hear two hot chicks having sex behind me, but I know I mustn't look. When I get near the top some woman there looks at me, thinking I must be crazy. I finally reach the top, with pride. I then see a stairway that I could have easily taken up instead. I start to walk down and then bump into kevin.

"projection Kevin!" I think to myself.

I grab him.

"is this a dream?" I ask him with some fury in my voice.

I know with no doubt that it is but I want to here it from him. He starts acting strangely, sporadic, nothing like the real Kevin, almost as if he's possessed. I can't remember what he said, but after a while I woke up.

Dream 5:
Everything is fine and good. I'm in my apartment on my computer, and then I see a zombie outside on my window, clawing at the window. I run to by balcony and close the door and lock it. I tell my dad to do the same in my grandma's room. A little bit before this dream I acquired an ability to shoot microwaves out of my hands by plugging some cord into my hand, so I plug in and charge up. I remember telling my dad:

"You see, I told you we should've improved our arsenal. Now there's a zombie apocalypse going on outside and we have no weapons!"

I also remember afterward telling him something along the lines of: "this is the kind of stuff that happens in dreams! But we're not dreaming now are we?" (how ironic). Afterward I woke up.

I'm a prisoner at this Egyptian camp. There's a huge rebellion and all the slaves break free immediately. There's a location where we're all supposed to meet up at, and plan to free the everyone else. Instead of going there and staying, I spent the rest of the dream traveling back and fourth stealing supplies and water, and freeing other slaves.

Hooray! I got another part done! Did Indiana Jones this time

We were driving home form my grandmother and I fell asleep in the car. I had woke up to a light which my mom had apparently turned on and was a little dazed. I had looked out the window and couldn't see anything. It was snowing really hard and was a complete whiteout. I looked over and noticed my mom was now in the back with me (She was sitting in the front, but i didn't notice anything strange.) I looked down and she was reading a book. The letters were all kind of jumbled and didn't seem to make any sense. It was like they were in Arabic or something. This made me confused and i decided to preform a reality check just to be sure I wasn't dreaming, since i thought I wasn't.

It turns out i really was! I got so excited that I started to feel the dream fade, though it might've been a bump from the real world. I had realized that i was still asleep in the car and that the dream may start to shake every once in a while. I rubbed my hands together and focused on the heat. My hands started to get really hot and then caught on fire! I quickly blew them out and noticed my hands were kind of charred. Oh well, maybe it'll go away later. I thought to myself of what to do, and remembered the task of the year. I decided to do the indiana jones one since I had never seen the movie and wanted to see where my mind thought it took place. I closed my eyes and told my dad, who was driving, to take me to indiana jones and the ark of the covenant. He said okay and i felt the car start to go really fast.

I opened my eyes and noticed we were now in the desert, somewhere in egypt. I also saw pyramids in the distance. I figured that this was where my mind thought the ark of the covenant would be for some reason. It made no sense to me at the time but whatever, I didn't "consciously" pick it. My dad stopped the car in front of a pyramid. I got out and noticed it was very cold for being mid-day in the desert. It felt like it was only 50 degrees out and i was glad i had a sweatshirt on. I walked toward the pyramit and noticed a little indent in the wall and figured that this was where the entrance was. I pushed some bricks in and the whole wall started to slowly move. Then, the whole side of the pyramid just collapsed and i was buried in a pile of rocks and dust. I quickly dugged my way out and noticed some people running out of the pyramid, being chased by zombie pharohs! I was a little confused, but hey, they weren't chasing me!

I walked in a small corridor that the zombies had come out of and found torches on the side. I thought to myself, "How cliche... toches?" I grabbed one and started walking. I suddenely fell down this huge shaft and landed in a bunch of gold and artifacts. I climbed my way out and saw a large golden box with two angel figures on each side. I figured that this was the ark of the covenant, so i started to walk towards it. I thought to myself, "Wait... these things are always booby trapped." Bad idea! I was about halfway to the box and heard a quiet click. Acting quickly, I paused time, something I had perfected in another LD, and looked around. There were arrows coming at me from the sides! I walked over to them and lit them on fire with the torch. But when i un-freezed time, the arrows didn't keep flying. They just dropped out of the air.

I decided that i had enough with things falling on me, falling on things, and setting off booby traps, and just jumped over to the ark. A pretty fun experience since the ark was like 30 feet away. I pushed the huge top over and peered inside. It was hard to see, but i could make out a rectangular shape. I grabbed it and it was a thick book, about the width of a christian bible. I opened it up and just saw a bunch of nonsense. It was like a mix of all the languages. I saw some fmailiar japanese shaped, some things that looked like arabic, latin, and russian. I waved my hand over it and said out lout, "In english, please!" And so, it changed to english. I can't remember quite what it said (sucks, right?) But it was something like, "Religion is a hoax, the truth is yet to be revealed" or something like that. I didn't think much of it and decided to try and do another task, but I fast the whole world bump, and thought that the car was getting off the highway. I could feel the dream fading, and spun to try and keep it. Unfortunately, it didn't work this time and I just woke up in the car. Turns out we were home already! The car ride was supposed to be a few hours, but whatever, i did part of the task!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

22:40 GMT

Family dinner
At my paternal grandma’s home. I was asleep but my mom arrives and I wake up with her voice. She is arguing with the rest of the family. I look through the window and I vaguely see them sitting outside around a long table. I know she's very tired, as we spoke on the mobile before and she is with very little patience. She is complaining because she had left some sweater hanging to dry and they took it away to put the table in the patio. I go across the kitchen, to get to outside, but the light is off and when I turn it on it takes a few seconds to get bright (but it turns on!!)
My mom is just coming inside and we hug and I listen to her complaints. Then we go outside. It’s dawn. She points out to what they did: they used the sheets that were also hanging to dry, to make some kind of tent under which they prepared the table. They all think she is making a big deal out of it, but I understand her rage: they’ll do whatever they want, regardless of how that affects her hard work.
She now reminds them how we have to be leaving the next day before 12h and how they put that at risk. I don't know exactly why, but it occurs to me that for me leaving at 12h would be too late for me and I get worried.
I then look at my dad and an uncle who are observing and discussing how some liquid they poured on the garden last time killed the grass there. It's completely burned down.

2:45 GMT

At home
At my mom’s on the balcony. I see aquaria with little turtles. I have that recurring feeling they must be starving, because I don’t feed them for weeks, maybe months. Then for a few seconds I have this other feeling I must stop this obsession (don’t get lucid, though, but have a slight impression this is just happening in my mind). I know I have no turtles anymore. Still, I decide to go to the kitchen looking for some food to give to them.
On the kitchen I meet Riverstone and Nighthawk plus some girl friend of mine. Riverstone is standing, doing something. I sit at the head of the table. The girl is on my left and Nighthawk is on my right. They are discussing software. Then Nighthawk starts talking to me and we get very close, with legs touching under the table. He then has to leave and he puts his hand on my shoulder when he gets up. When he is gone I go to my mom’s room and there’s an anime playing on the dvd, that I forgot there since last time I visited. There are some very strong oral sex scenes with the female main character. I feel embarrassed that my mom might see it, so I try to shut it off in a hurry when I sense her on the corridor. Then I notice the bedside table has a lot of my college dossiers like if I had been studying them recently.

5:30 GMT

Egyptian mystery stone
On a museum of Egyptian art. An important piece of stone with carvings is being studied, repaired and then prepared for exhibition to public. I am the leader of the team who discovered it and is working on it. An heavy wooden structure is being used to erect the stone, but it falls heavily on the floor, almost crushing me under it.
Later there’s a press conference and three people are supposed to speak, me included, but when the museum director tells me she is counting on me I freak out. I can’t recall anything to say. I don’t have a clue about Egyptian art and culture. I know I'm not an expert on this. But how to explain it? I almost get lucid, but not quite.
I tell her I’m amnesic, but she doesn’t buy it. She sends me to the library with some books and says “Read some shit about Egypt and I’m sure you’ll recover your memory and come up with something to say.” So I sit and I actually get a plan. I grabbed some cd-rom for children about ancient Egypt and I plan to say just some basics, inspired on it and give it a twist, like I’m just keeping the mystery by not going into details about the stone.
But I’m not sure this will work out, so deep down I wish I’m saved by the bell somehow. And I do. Some guys in a tank break in through the wall of the conference room, with heavy weaponry, asking for the stone. They cause mayhem and I'm thankful for that. I escape to the outside through the hole on the wall they made.

Rendez-vous with Nighthawk
I am walking on some huge temple – basically a very high ceiling over an empty hallway, supported by really tall columns. There’s a small earthquake, just big enough to cause some stones to fall. I’m running away, avoiding being hit by them. I reach outside and I am in some road intersection of what looks like downtown Lisbon. I recognise this place from a previous dream and that has the power to make me lucid. I then feel so much peace. The sun is shining and golden rays bathe my skin. The stone pavement, the buildings, the people walking, the traffic lights, everything is incredibly detailed and I am absorbing each and every detail as nectar. It’s almost an erotic experience. Then I touch something and lucidity gets even more stable. Still I feel it’s not as stable as to allow me to meditate, so what’s next thing on my mind? Maybe due to my mood, I think about Nighthawk. I jump through a sewer hole on the ground to use it as a portal to his dreams (not a clever idea) and the darkness through which I fall doesn’t seem to end.
I think maybe I’m waking up for good, but then in the dark I hear Nighthawk’s voice “Is it you [name]?”, “Yes, where are you?”. Slowly the light shines again and I’m back at the same street I was before. But now it is raining and I turn around and I see Nighthawk running across the street to meet me. We kiss passionately, soaking wet and soon we’re leaning against a car on some back alley and we make love right there. The dream flickers and he is now moving away. I see him crossing the same road again, but now going away from me. I’m not yet ready to let him go, so I go after him. I lose him in the crowd, but I turn around a corner and I see him again. I run to grab him and I kiss him again in very slow motion until I wake up.

7:20 GMT

Grandpa and aunt enmity
At an apartment where supposedly my grandfather lives alone. But not entirely alone, because an aunt that we dislike, claimed ownership of part of his house and the court decided she had the right to a room, so she lives there, but cursing my grandfather all the time. I am there one day when she is gathered around a table in her room, with some friends. They are preparing some snacks and completely vilifying my grandpa. I only join them to try to share a different angle to the story. I help prepare the snacks, but when the butter is gone, I cover the bread with plastic film as if it iss some sort of spread.

Sangha
I’m at some place with a large group of people sitting, I think Buddhists receiving teachings and it’s interval and some people are gossiping. We see passing before us a girl that is supposedly a nun, but instead of her bald head and usual nun robes, she is now in a fantastic red strap dress with tulle skirt and a black long ponytail. They are making vile comments about her, but I remind them than judging others is much worse than her breaking of her vows.
I then go outside for fresh air and I find two conches on the ground. I pick them up remembering how I had one as big as these, with which I could hear the ocean. I try the same with these. The first has the same ocean sound I was used to hear, but the second one is a bit more bizarre. At first also looks like the ocean, but then I realise it’s monks voices singing sacred Buddhist mantras. I take it off my ear to check if the sound doesn’t come from inside the building (some cd playing, for instance), but I confirm it really comes from the conch. That’s special, I’ll take it!

Kids parade
Then to my left some kids from my old school parade in costumes. It reminds me of our Carnival parades. But they look so much more awesome. Their costumes are in black vinyl and steampunk inspired while we had crappy capes made from black plastic bags to pretend we're bats.

8:30 GMT

Good morning

(I think this is a single dream, because I can't remember waking up at any time. Usually I do remember waking up between dreams.)

I was with a woman about my age. She was my friend. I had helped her out with some kind of work, possibly homework. Now I was walking with her into her workplace.

She took me around the building. The buidling she worked in was some kind of official building, and access to it was somewhat restricted. I had always wanted to see inside. Since I had helped her with her work, my friend took me on a private tour.

We got to some wall-sized window that was as wide as a hallway. It looked out across a small courtyard and across to another wall of the building. It was late afternoon, and the windows on the opposite wall were orange with sunset.

I knelt down, possibly to write something in a notebook. But I soon realized that my friend had to get to work. She had been kind enough to show me around, I thought, and I shouldn't take up any more of her time.

We walked to a big, black-stone, triangular front desk in a huge, glass-walled lobby. My friend worked here as something like a security guard.

I now walked toward the doors, through a moderately busy crowd of business people.

I was outside the building. It may have been early afternoon. The light was a dimmish grey-blue in the shade of the building.

I was waiting for a friend. Now I saw her. She looked like my old friend P. She may have been walking with a tall, handsome, blonde businessman.

My friend and I started talking. We walked into a building adjacent to the one I had just left. The lobby of this building was huge as well, but without any windows. The fluorescent light made everything look a little greenish and dirty.

To my left I saw one of my old co-workers, MD, walking past. I went to catch up and say hi. But when I got up to the person, he turned out to be someone completely different. I greeted him anyway. He said I was confused and walked on.

I went back to my friend and told her that MD always did stuff like that, pretending to be somebody else. I laughed a little.

I was now in a cafeteria. I sat in a small, booth-style seat. A line of people behind my seat, running along the food-serving counter, just kept getting longer and longer. It didn't seem like anybody was getting served.

I heard some man and woman in line talking about a movie called Schizophrenia. I got excited, thinking I recognized the movie. I went to the man and woman and asked, "Were you just talking about Schizophrenia, the movie by Dario Argento?"

(I think I meant the movie Suspiria.)

The man and woman just stared at me blankly, as if they didn't know how to respond, and they didn't want to speak to me, while they also didn't want to be rude. I felt ashamed, so I walked away.

As I was thinking of leaving the cafeteria altogether, a man called out to me, "Hey! You like to movie Schizophrenia?"

I said, "Yeah."

I turned to the man, who was leaning on a trashcan. He was tall, pale, with jaw-length, greying brown hair and a broad face. He wore a tan jacket.

The man started telling me how insane it was to work on the set of the film. He said that people stayed in character all the time. So sometimes you had these disgusting zombies all over the place. It was almost like a horror film itself.

I laughed and said, "I guess it's like those Day of the Dead movies." I lifted up my right leg and scratched it. I pulled up my sock. I felt a little embarrassed having mentioned Day of the Dead. I didn't know if that was a movie that people who liked Schizophrenia thought was cool.

I now had a vision of blue human figures roiling about in tan gravel. It was very disturbing. I thought, This is what the man must have seen.

I was now with a group of friends. We were heading into a McDonalds that was on the second floor of a building. The McDonalds was dark and empty (it was late at night).

I stood at the register with one of my old co-workers, L, who is tall, pale, and overweight. We waited at the register, but no workers came to serve us.

Larry started saying something about this being just the kind of thing you can expect when you're dealing with labor unions. He then stopped himself and said, "I better not say that too loud. They're liable not to serve us. Or they're liable to harm us in some way for talking bad about them."

I thought, wouldn't it be funny if you had to serve yourself at this McDonalds? If that was how bad things had gotten?

I imagined myself in this empty McDonalds, going into the back area and fixinjg all my food. Then I would pay a computerized register for everything.

We seemed now to be driving away from the McDonalds. But I was still imagining things. I imagined that things had gotten so bad that you couldn't even cook your food at the McDonalds anymore. You just had to eat it ice cold.

I could see a frozen Egg McMuffin as part of an ad. Apparently, the ad was trying to make eating frozen-solid food sound desirable, trying to trick everybody into not realizing McDonalds just didn't want to cook their food anymore.

I was now in the bedroom of a big house. I was on a top floor. The walls were brick. I was getting ready for bed.

A woman had told me, before I'd gone into the room, that there was a group of something like fundamentalist Christians on the loose. If they caught you doing anything non-normal, they'd kill you. They could sneak into your bedroom, too.

I pulled all the blankets down on the bed, revealing light-green sheets. I figured I'd lay on the sheets, not under the blankets, and with my head at the foot of the bed. I wouldn't read anything, because reading was considered non-normal. And I would try to keep perfectly still. This way nobody would think I was doing something non-normal. But if they decided to attack me, I also wouldn't be encumbered by my blankets.

My light was still on when I lay down. I heard a sudden laugh from outside my door and down the hall. It sounded like my old friend D laughing and flirting with a girl.

I stood up to go see what was going on. In my mind's eye I could see a yellow latex glove.

I was now outside, in some backyard area at night. It was snowing, and the snow was about six inches deep on the ground. A woman had told me before I'd come out here not to venture outside, because the severe weather conditions would kill me. Now I hoped she wouldn't discover I'd been outside and punish me.

I walked into a small, wooden, shed-like house. The door was wide open. My friend D was inside, lying on his bed, which was near the door. The room was cluttered, but in a comfortable way.

D told me he was going to venture outside. I thought that was a dangerous idea, as the woman might punish us if we went back outside. But D went anyway.

I looked out into the severe conditions (which weren't very severe now -- it wasn't snowing, and the snow on the ground was mostly melted). A few moments later, I'd realized that D had gotten into a dangerous situation.

I rushed outside to help him. He had fallen into a narrow hole just as wide as, and a bit taller than, a human being. D had been in the hole so long in these severe conditions that he was now frozen solid!

I rushed to help him out of the hole. I might have had the help of a woman. D was now a woman. She was tall, with deep-copper skin and long, black hair. She had a slightly large, soft belly and big breasts.

I hugged the woman, crying because I'd thought she'd died.

I stood back from the woman. We were in the desert, with sagebrush all around us. The woman was wearing a horizontal striped shirt of purple, yellow, and black, and a pair of pale blue jeans. I wondered why I was so attracted to this woman. She didn't seem so attractive to me. But I was just so happy to see her alive that I again hugged her and cried deeply.

I was now on the second floor of some building, in an area that looked like a small school cafeteria. I either was Jaden Smith or I was watching a movie in which Jaden Smith played a boy who had been homeless but was now living in a shelter.

The boy ended up needing to save somebody. So I/he decided I/he would. It involved some act like going into a room and shoving either his/my head or whole body into water.

When I did this, I woke up laying face-down in the sand in a box canyon in the desert. I figured I must have done something wrong, because I had no idea where I was.

I looked to my left. I saw the woman I had saved. Behind and beyond her, on either side of the box canyon, were women standing against the walls (which were pretty sheer, and a sun-baked brown). The women were dressed in shimmery, Ancient Egyptian style dressed. They also had wings. They would lift their wings (and arms?) slowly up and then slide them slowly down.

I figured that since something like this was going on, I must have done the right thing. I at first lay back down on the (cool? moist?) sand. But then I got up and started walking through the desert.

Only a small distance away was a small park. It looked like a normal city park: trees, lawn, shade. It didn't look like a desert at all.

I walked up to a group of people who were having a picnic. There was a man in the family who was nitpicking everybody. Finally he may have walked away.

I was in the backseat of a minivan. My dad had driven me and my brother somewhere, possibly to the airport. He let us out. My brother, in the front seat, said goodbye to my dad and went into the building.

I opened the back door, told my dad goodbye, and got out. I could tell my dad was disappointed and a little angry that I hadn't said more to him. It had been so long since I'd seen him. Now I was leaving with few words.

So I got back in the van and said something nice to my dad. He reached back and hugged me.

We got out of the van, which may now have been a car. We went back to the trunk.

I now hugged my dad even more and started crying. I apologized for not being around when my aunt died. I felt horrible. My dad handed me a sheet of paper. Typed on both sides of it were small paragraphs talking about all the ways in which I'd failed my family. At the top of the second side was a paragraph mentioning my not being around when my aunt died. I couldn't read anything very well because I was crying so much.

The piece of paper eventually became a magazine and then something like an online news program. The show I was watching was about the top 10 crimes of the year.

One crime was a person who had killed a police woman when she went to address a 911 call at a house. I now saw a video. It turned out that four family members and the cop had been killed. The video showed the four family members' bodies lying in a field of gravel and patchy grass. The bodies were laid two-by-two. The heads of the one pair were placed against the heads of the other pair, so that the feet faced in opposite directions.

The woman officer had been found buried. The video showed the officer's body unburied, curled up, and covered in dirt.

The video now did all kinds of strange panning moves, as if the camera were all alone in the field, floating around and filming the bodies in an experimental-film kind of way.

I now heard the narrator (?) mention the next crime. My view changed into a tall, pale man wearing a grey sweater and grey cap. He had shaggy hair and a shaggy beard and glasses.

The narrator mentioned that the man was owner of a fetish bookstore. He had molested and killed a number of little girls. The narrator listed his crimes, which ranged from some terrible stuff down to "blocking people with his legs so they couldn't go anywhere."

I saw a view of the man in something that looked like a school hallway, heading into a restroom.

I was in my bedroom thinking I should be cleaning out the cat pans when I heard a cat heaving like she was about to throw up, most likely coughing up a hairball. I waited until the cat sounded like she was done, and then I left the room to find the mess. Midna ran past me to my bedroom, I figured it was her that had coughed up a hairball. I followed the path she had come from and I saw something on top of the entertainment center. At least it should be easy to clean since it wasn't on the carpet. I got a step stool to climb up and look, there was a HUGE pile of vomit there, it was right on the back edge of the entertainment center, it looked too large to have been made by a single cat… It also looked like some of the mess had dropped off the back of the entertainment center. I climbed up on the top of the entertainment center, which is about three feet wide and made of solid wood, and peeked down behind it… to find another HUGE pile of vomit down behind it. Seriously?! How could all of that come out of a single cat? It seemed impossible to even imagine! And now I would have to clean it all up… yuck… I got some paper towels and came back, the towels proved to be excessively absorbent, and only a couple of them absorbed the vomit on top of the entertainment center… I was throwing that away when my mom said it was time to go, so hurry up. I followed her out to the car, very willing to not mess around with the second pile of vomit.

My mom drove us to a friend's house, I know they were friends, but I don't know them IWL, so I have no idea who they actually were. We were there for dinner, but it wasn't quite ready, so I looked around the house and the yard surrounding it. This was a new house, this was a house warming party for the people we were visiting. It was a very nice house with a pool in a very large back yard, very nice interior, several nice bedrooms, definitely very nice. There were also several kitties wandering around. I had to try for a while before I finally caught up with one and managed to pet it, I managed to pet a cute little tabby that purred as I stroked it. My mother finally found me and asked if I would help with the final preparations for dinner, which included peeling a few potatoes, I did that as I stared out the back window at the pool, which looked very inviting. Shortly after I finished that, dinner was ready, not sure how the potatoes got done so fast, but dinner was good… a pot roast with lots of fresh veggies that actually tasted really good (I don't normally like veggies much) and some fresh rolls. Dessert was even better! A huge sheet cake was brought out, it was a white cake with white chocolate frosting, and it was delicious! They passes out large slices of the cake, and I enjoyed every bite of mine, though I ended up wanting more. I wasn't going to be seen taking more, or ask for more, because I didn't want to seem like a pig, but I was wishing for more of it just the same.

To get my mind off of cake, I went to the back yard and looked around, several fluffy white bunnies ran for it when I stepped out, and I thought I would dip my feet in the pool even if I couldn't swim. I was sitting on the edge of the pool when an older woman came out with a large chunk of cake. She complained that a fly had landed on it and she dumped it in the pool before going back inside. A fly had touched it… um… that wasn't enough to stop me, and apparently the fact it would be soggy wasn't enough to stop me, either. I reached into the water and pulled the cake out, and amazingly enough it was not soggy. My answer for that was that the frosting was thick enough to keep the water out. I was eating the cake, staying to one side so no one would see me eating the cake. It was just as delicious as my first slice. My mother came out just as I finished the cake, saying it was time to go home. As we passed the cake, there was a lot left, I grabbed a third piece and took it with me. My mom said I was making a pig of myself… then she also grabbed a piece of cake for the road.

Back home my mother and I were going to watch a movie, a horror movie called 'The Doll' was on the instant movies through NetFlix, the puke behind the entertainment center had been completely forgotten. As the movie started, I saw it starred David Caruso, who plays Horatio Caine on CSI: Miami. Which was weird since his name wasn't on the cast list. It wasn't until here that I did a random RC. The RC revealed that I was dreaming! I definitely hadn't expected that one, I did another RC, and then I was finally lucid. But what would I have time to do now?

Ok, maybe a task of the year from Dreamviews? I thought I would try the one where the goal is to see how the pyramids in Egypt were built, so I focused on opening a portal to get there, and it finally opened. My mother told me to hurry back or I would miss the whole movie, then the portal closed behind me. I was now in the deserts of Egypt, I looked around to see if I was there in the proper time period, and it looked like I was. I went over to a giant pyramid that looked like it was under construction. I saw groups of people pushing the huge blocks up the ramps to get them into their proper positions at the top of the part that was completed. I found that to be quite disappointing, I had been hoping to find something interesting. This was just the typical mundane explanation of how it was done.

I decided to look at it closer, anyway, since I had come all the way through time to see this. As I got closer I saw that the people moving the blocks up the ramp didn't look like they were straining at all, I got even closer and saw they were moving the blocks with ease, even going uphill. I saw some people preparing another huge block to go up the ramps, and I got a closer look, they had black stones that they were working with, somehow they were attaching them to the bottom of the large block… the large block was sitting up on smaller blocks, allowing the people to get to the underneath side of the huge block… I also saw that the ramps going up the pyramid were covered with black stone, there was also a railing about a foot high along the edge of the ramps. I saw some people coming down a narrower ramp from the back side of the pyramid, they were pushing containers of the black stones back down from the top.

I spent a bit of time figuring out what was happening there when one of the people in charge apparently thought I should be working, not watching. So I helped move one of the huge stones all the way up the pyramid, it was very easy, and I realized how it worked as I did that… it was all done with magnets! Each of the huge stones were being kept floating a couple of inches off the ramp by a magnetic field between the stones on the bottom of the block and those on the ramp. They must have been angled just right, because the block didn't tend to slide back down the ramp. The railing along the ramp was to keep the block from being pushed right off the edge, which since there was no friction that would have been very easy to do. The block slid easily up to the top, where the stones were removed from under the huge block and it was slid into place. It was very heavy to slide into place, but that was such a small move compared to the entire path from the bottom… magnetic fields. I wondered if that idea had ever been thought of before… most likely. I was looking at the block we had just placed when I woke.