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We landed on the roof, all three of us, my buddy, lets call him Freddy, had a bit of a shaky landing but he still managed a smile, I'm sure he was fine. The girl or rather woman, she was quite a woman actually, let's call her Sam landed as gracefully as you would expect, much like a great cat, mine wasn't as delicate but at least it was significantly better than Freddy's.

Still thrilled from the flying a la superman my veins throbbed slightly as we went through the glass doors and into the hallway leading away from the wast roof filled with sand. A doorman greeted us and led the way, following obediently I ran a hand through my quite long, curly hair to put it in order after the flight, it felt a bit moist with sweat. Sam shoot one of her beaming smiles at me when I glanced her way. Freddy looked like a kid in a candy store, I hoped I managed to keep my cool a bit better than him but I'd be damned if I didn't look slightly bashed when the doorman finally unlocked the door to our final destination.

It was a huge room with massive concrete walls. I wasn't sure whether the gigantic glass windows was actual windows or simply glass with blinding lights behind them for it was just so bright. Before us the floor opened up in two large areas. Platforms was raised from below to melt with the floor which had one car on each of them; two fancy sports car in an intense black colour lacking shine and lacklustre with toned windows, surley expensive as hell.

Leaning on one of the cars was a man in a suit that didn't look too expensive but probably was. He nodded towards Sam and gestured towards the car with a questioning look at me and Freddy. Sam went towards the other car's driver seat, standing closest to her I decided to follow and took a seat next to her. Freddy seemed nervous but too amazed to care when he followed the other man. It was a short drive from where ever we where to the fancy hotel we stopped at.

Passing the reception without being stopped a servant, assistant or what ever she was took the lead. We went passed several rooms with more glass walls, watching how people got massage, where working out, swimming, being rolled in seaweeds and all that sort of useless stuff until we finally where closing in on the elevators.

Freddy made delighted remarks about all he saw but he didn't seem to care that I ignored him for he was speaking more to himself than anyone else. However useless I found this spa stuff I still looked forward to a good massage, hadn't had one in a really long time.

Outside the elevator a tanned man wrapped in a white towel sat on a bench, I think he was texting or something, he looked up at us as we passed, his pale blue eyes lively compared to the rest of his stern face. The elevator made some mechanical noise and than signalled that it had arrived and opened its doors. I followed Sam in being the last of us I was closest to the doors. As they started closing I took a last look at the man. His hair was curlier than mine but not much, a bit shorter and more towards blonde than mine. He was fit for his age and looked like someone you didn't want to mess with. The doors closed just as his eyes met mine and we finally climbed floor by floor until we reached one of the highest.

Sam had obviously lived at the apartment we arrived at for a while; there was clothes scatter over a couch and the two queen size beds, which I noticed was both unmade. I was surprised the staff hadn't been doing some cleaning up but didn't bother to ask about it. “What are you waiting for, put that on” Sam said with her usual, perfect smile, her brown, smooth looking hair a curtain falling to the side as she plucked something up from one of the beds. She had been referring to the pile of cloth which suddenly rested limply in my one arm hold. “I won't look. Promise.” She added as I had forgotten to answer her.

“Right” I took a last moment to admire her looks before I went towards the bathroom. “I won't bother to call you beautiful, I’m sure you hear it all the time” She scoffed before she disappeared into another room shaking her had at me. Freddy started to unzip his trousers as I closed the bathroom door behind me.

This had clearly been a woman’s bathroom for more than a few weeks; it was stuffed with beauty products, hairbrushes, tampons and laundry obviously sewn for a female shape. I raised the toilet seat and pulled my member out, (here I think I became lucid, freaking out over how my genitals was male and began to morph into idk know what before I forgot I was dreaming and got back into character and came to a conclusion) it wasn't the largest but hey it filled it's purposes just fine. As the usual purling of the water began (I guess it felt really nice to hear the familiar sound because of my breakdown a few seconds earlier even if I couldn't remember it) I watched what was right before me, the heating coil which was draped with bras, colourful bras most of them having some kind of lace, she had good taste I decided before I flushed.

Instead of zipping my trousers again I pulled them and my briefs off, grabbing the lower edge of my black t-shirt and slipped it off too. I inspected the clothes I had been given laying discarded in a heap just inside the door. “What the hell?” I muttered as I straightened my back with one cloth in each of my hands. I was just fine with the white bathrobe but the trunks just had to be a joke, bright red speedos, “Come on!”.

With the bathrobe held in front of my crotch I opened the door and questioningly held the red piece of clothing, or rather lack of it, outside the door. “I'm not wearing these.” Freddy jumped as I spoke, he had been standing in front of a full body mirror flexing his jelly arms and belly sporting a green pair of speedos. I was grinning mockingly at him as Sam entered the room. The grin washed of my face. The silver grey bikini revealed her bronze skin, her thighs, her vaguely defined abs. She was unbelievably hot and the grin that started to grow on my face this time was light ages away from the one Freddy had drawn from me.

“Would you rather go without?” She raised a brow at me and walked across the room towards the exit door, her long legs pulling my gaze with them as gravity itself, draping the bathrobe over her perfect body while doing so.

“Right” I said and looked at the speedos as if I was surprised they hung over my finger. Sam smiled a smile I hadn't seen before but couldn’t really place then she was out the door. As it clicked in place it was as if someone had pulled the hazy fog out of my head and I grew aware of Freddy's smirking face. “What? She's hot all right” I pulled my head into the bathroom again.

“Sure but she's not Aphrodite herself” Freddy countered from the other side of the door. I ignored him and put the speedos on feeling slightly disgusted. What is it with girls and mirrors, it was a full body in here as well, I saw myself looking ready to dive into any bay watch episode on command.

“You don't got a say. You noticed how skittery Sam's friend or who ever the hell he was, made you? Looked like a freaking school girl” I watched myself in the mirror, I wouldn't say I was hot but I was happy enough with my appearance, Sam was way out of my league though.

“Men in suits with sexy cars, come on who can resist that?”

“Not you that’s for sure.” I put the bathrobe on and headed for the door, trying to forget what I was wearing underneath it. “You coming?”


Outside a servant was waiting who took us towards the spa area, he answered all of Freddy's stupid questions not only politely but as if he was genuinely interested. I sighed and let my mind drift, the people in here must be loaded, I wonder what kind of people they were, what this place actually were. A hotel for people like Sam? I wasn’t sure what Sam was, a spy? Some kind of agent? A superhero? A villain? I had no idea, just knew that she had plenty of resources and darn powerful connections.

Sam was waiting for us at a juice bar where everyone had the same kind of bathrobes, speedos or bikinis or simply a towel wrapped around them. “There you are!” She said and joined our party which continued pass the juice bar and a pool area. “I'm sure you have questions, there'll be time for answers but for now its best if we just try to relax. Tomorrow'll be a long day”

We arrived at the massage tables in a private area. Sam was first to slid of her robe and easily lay down on the table, Freddy wasn't much slower, despise his extra kilos he seemed much less disturbed by the small amount of clothing we had on than I was. Reluctant to take my robe of I kept it on as I laid down on the table. Sam giggled at me as she untied and pulled her top off. I didn't have long time to admire the curve of her back and her firm round little butt before three massage therapists appeared before us.

They introduced themselves and one of them presented the whole massage concept. I recognised one of them, he was tall and tanned, with golden hair put up in a knot behind his head, it was the man from outside the elevator.

I finally positioned myself as Sam and Freddy had long ago with my head down the hole of the massage table. The elevator man, as I named him, stepped up to my table. I could see his feet where I rested my head in that hole whatever it's called, he was barefoot unlike most of the other staff members. “Sir, you know you have to take that off.” He said almost like a command rather than an inquiry.

“What if I refuse?”

“Behave” Sam warned me.

“Fine” I muttered and I rolled my eyes starting to shrug the bathrobe off, as it descended my shoulders the elevator man grabbed the edges of it and pulled it away. For a few seconds I felt awfully naked before a warm towel was thrown over my body and corrected to cover my legs and reveal my back. I watched the man’s feet as he walked passed my head to position himself to my right, between Sam and me. I tried to relax but for some reason I felt slightly uncomfortable.

After some ministrations the man's large, warm hands where on my back, kneading and applying pressure in large movements.

And here I woke up..


I do switch gender and personalities often in my dreams but it gets most awkward when you're naked.

Anyway this dream felt very real when I dreamed it and is a good example of how linear my dreams are. There are seldom sudden transitions and sometimes it feels like someone have written a plot for them.

I should probably cut out details, my dreams are too long to write down

Me and my friend Ali were going to be in the dorms together for the new semester. We were surrounded by guys I didn't know and one of them was carrying a bottle with a beta fish inside it. There was hardly any water in the bottle and I felt sorry for the poor fish so I told the guy that I would fix up his male-shift fish tank of his. He agreed so we would go over to his dorm first so I could help him. We got in the car and when we arrived we parked three buildings back and had to walk all the way to his dorm. We went inside he and his buddy's dorm. It was pretty big and had a small kitchen and two round tables in it. I hoped that me and Ali's dorm would look like this. There were new roommates checking in around us and meeting each other and I felt like I was missing out back at our dorm since we hadn't even been there yet. So I prepared another cup to put the fish in while I cleaned the original bottle and said to the guy, "you should really to to the dollar store and get a nice fish bowl that would only cost you..." I was cut off by something. Next thing I know, we are in the parking lot(me, the fish guy, and three other guys) and someone was chasing us. I could later see that this man was Matt, the police officer from the show Heroes. He chased down and, using his powers, killed the first four guys as I was running away towards the dorms. I turned around and there he was right in front of me! I was terrified but I knew I had powers too so I jumped up and flew backwards away from him into the night sky. I appeared back in the dorms, this time in me and Ali's dorm which we shared with some other girls. I didn't want him to find us so I shut the door and closed my eyes and when I opened them our room had been switched to a different floor. One girl was like "hmm did the number to our room change?" The next thing I remember was being on the balcony on the upstairs of the school. The bad guy and his friends were holding professor Suresh from Heroes over the ledge, threatening to drop him 5 stories onto the main walkway of the school. I was up there also and they were holding me but I managed to escape and flew down off the balcony and prepared to catch Suresh. A crowd was drawn now that they saw me fly. I was worried that they wouldn't drop him now since they knew I'd catch him and instead kill him another way. I began to fly back up there and then woke up.

"It is very late night. I am standing on the 7th floor of my apartment. Nobody is there but just me. Suddenly I become self aware that i am dreaming. As usual as a beginner lucid dreamer I got excited and my dream starts shaking. I realized that I am waking up. I remembered the technique that I read to attain lucidity and to have the most vivid kind of a dream; to rub my hands and to focus on its palms. I started rubbing my hands to feel the physical presence of my body. And it worked! The dream stopped shaking and i looked up, and when i looked up the floor was so vivid that it was like the waking reality! All the details: lights, the ground, the railing and the stairs, all was pellucid. I was stunned. Obviously there was no time to lose. First I tried to perform moving objects with my hands. I focused on a ball and tried to raise it up in the air. First it didn't worked. But with more affirmation i tried again and the ball raised up in the air with the motion of my hand! Then I went near the one of the railing. Telling myself that i can fly, i jumped! This time the jump was not 'down' but i started flying! I was floating above my building and within seconds was up above, very high. I was going forward looking down at the beautiful sight. It was the sight I can never forget. But as I was floating not flying, I did this. I pushed my hand forward with my fists closed like superman and i took off at super sonic speed. Flying and looking down at the most amazing sight i had ever scene. It was something know one can understand. I then imagined that now Pakistan would end and Canada would start showing up. And it happened. The buildings started to change into very tall ones with snow everywhere. The scene got even more beautiful. I got so exited that the dream started shaking and i woke up. But i woke up in another dream! 'A DREAM WITHIN a DREAM'. In that dream i was telling everyone about this dream and also telling them about this art of Lucid Dreaming. While explaining them i said something to my family that i would never forget 'All you need to do is to ask yourself if this is a dream? So that you become aware. Do it now to ask about this world as if its real or still a dream? But of course you wouldn't believe me cause it not a dream...' And in real i was actually dreaming!"

See so it was all the will power of my concious mind that its my dream and that i can change anything.

'I guess I thought that the dream space would be all about the visual. But it's more about a feel of it. My question is what happens when you start messing with the physics of it all...?
~Ariadne, Inception'

That's it i started messing with its physics.
I filed at super sonic speed that most of the lucid dreaming find it very hard. And i did something that very few of them have the guts to do it i.e changing the DREAM-SCAPE. I can't wait to have my next lucid dream.

Whenever i remember this dream it feels like it was not a dream. That i was actually there and I had once flown in my life :p

'They say we only use a fraction of our brain's true potential. Now that's when we're awake. But when we're asleep, our mind can almost do anything.
~Cobb, Inception'

03.01.2013

Lucidity Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a classroom in a lucid dreaming class, feeling complacent as I know more than everyone else.

As the teacher starts to talk about reality checks, I hover out of my chair and fly around the classroom, while everyone moans that I'm showing off.

Island

[My notes say something about a grocery store at the beginning of this dream, but I don't remember what.]

The island is covered in stone buildings, like an old university. I decide to visit the island, so I start walking along the hiking trail to get there. Soon I'm walking over dry, dead grass, and soon the path becomes so steep that I have to crawl upwards. My head faces the grass and I can barely see anything else. I wish I had thought to wear kleats; it would have made this journey much safer.

Later, we are all summoned to the island for a meeting. I go there with a friend. Instead of going straight to the meeting, we wander down a side path, into a part of the island I've never seen before. My friend wants to keep going this way, but I need to go back to the mainland for something. I rise into the air, soon realizing that being in flight means I'm dreaming. I fly out past the island and down to the water. The dream starts fading and to my frustration I'm unable to stop myself from waking up. IRL, some of my family are having a noisy conversation right outside my bedroom door, and I suspect that's why I woke up so inexorably.

Lunchbox

I, a high school senior, am walking to lunch. I pull out my lunchbox, which my mom packed for me this morning. Then I remember that I'm on an unlimited meal plan (in college), so there's no need for Mom to be sending food with me anymore. I tell this to her, but a couple of days later, she's still packing my lunchbox for me.

Frags:

• There's a pit in the middle of the hallway with a small stepping stone in the middle. He crosses the gap by doing a handspring off of the stepping stone.

Dream 1:

I was flying over a lake at night. Everything was so beautiful. I was skimming right over the surface of the water occasionally barely touching the water. I had my camera. I was trying to take pictures. I was trying to get the perfect shot of the moon peeking out behind a cliff...then this truck that was sitting in the shallow part of the water. But I was wearing gloves and I later found out that I was pushing the wrong place. My camera looked more like my mp3 player. I was frustrated because I had wanted all those cool shots. And then I was having trouble manuvering and was almost bumping in to rocks and other things poking out from the water. I also started getting more wet.

This is the kind of dream I would have while lucid. But in this case, there was never any lucidity.

The truck in this dream looked just like the one we hiked by two days ago.

Camp:
I don't exactly remember this dream all that well all I know is that I was going camping with my scout troop and we had to fill out a small packet. There were also other campers there.

Flying:

(First day of the new year and a lucid dream! THings are looking up for me!)

I was driving my Dad's car (I'm 14 in real life) and I knew that I shouldn't be, but I was just trying to get back to my house. When my dad caught me at a hotel, he said that he was very disappointed in me. When I was standing outside of the hotel with him, everything just felt weird and so I did my hand reality check and sure enough, my hand had four fingers. However, instead of doing my real task which is to transform myself, I decided to fly. Alas, at least for now, my flying would not work, I could only jump slightly higher than usual.
It's funny actually because the hotel's printed slogan on the side of the building was "Providing rest for DC's"
Anyways we went in and my flying attempts still failed. I then thought "Hey, lets just ask for one" Sadly this didn't work for now. Me and my dad walked down through and airport were we met up with my mom. My grandma was also there and when she asked if I was happy to see her I said "Not right now, I'm lucid dreaming!" Walking inside of Walmart now, we also met up with my 8 year old sister, who when I asked for a jetpack, she made one out of thin air and gave it to me. If only I was that good. I used it to fly around and kill the piggies from Angry Birds that were now flying around as well. When I had finished this, I flew down opened a bucket, and a giant veggie monster made out of grapes and the like coming out of it hypnotized snake style. After a little bit of him coming out I shut the lid back on him. Then I woke up.

There is some long bit about Dracula, Harry Potter, and stuffs that I'll recall later, or not. Anyways, some crazy Death Eater trapped me, Lupin, and probably Kingsley inside some green-tinted world. He then said from outside that we're in the Uber Bottle. Lupin told me that the way to get out is to find the opening of the bottle, and we spread out to find them. I went to the bottle-world version of the death eater's original office, and found a cork stuck onto a computer screen. I tried staring inside the hole, but it didn't bring me back outside. The screen is on, and somehow I remembered to do a reality check with texts. I became lucid, and did some more reality check, but I'm on the verge of waking up so I stabilized and observed everything in great detail until I could see things. I began talking to myself, but then decided to stop it as it would make me lose lucidity. I decided that saving Lupin and Kingsley really isn't that needed since they're just DCs. I spun around and teleported to some mall with glass wall. I'm standing on the second floor on a mezzanine. I jumped off the railing and flew! I didn't have a goal in mind since I never expected to get lucid today. The feeling of flying was so exhilarating I was afraid I would wake up. I stopped mid-air because I lost some control, but then finally managed to propel myself forwards,and phased through the window-wall. My parents were waiting outside. My dad congratulated me on flying, but apart from that they don't seem to be aware of the nature of their world. Having no goal, I decided to follow them. I woke up later while in the car because to moving IRL.

I actually recalled the dream in a lot more details, but it's mostly tidbits that I can't even explain with words.

I guess this is technically not a dream fragment since the whole stuffs on this dream are actually several dreams combined.

12/27/12

DEILD

I had a series of dreams that took place at the same setting in a row. I became lucid in the first or second, and I was able to either DEILD or DILD rapidly in each. I am not sure if I fully woke up in between all of them, or if the dream just "restarted". I forgot a few in the middle; here are the ones I remember.

The initial dream started with a group of people my age helping out the middle school theater departments. I had to help out with Brooks and Julian. I was walking up a ramp with Ben and Jack. I saw that Brendan was behind me, so I called to the other guys because he had been gone for awhile. Jack said he already saw Brendan and we waved and moved on.

I became lucid at the top of the stairs, and I tell my friend that this is a dream. I fly to the top of a light post and hang on. I do a few more short distance flights and lose the dream.

I am in the same place, and I meet with a girl and we get into a giant dump truck. I am thinking of doing things with her, but I play it off like I was trying to show her dumping the truck load (rimshot). I push the button and lose the dream.

I start at the top of the ramp again. Some people are getting into a car, so I get into the back left seat. It turns out there are 3 rows, like a station wagon. There are 3 people in the back 2 rows. I get in and say, "guess what? This is a dream! We can do whatever we want!" I look back and I see Lindsay V. in the back right corner. She says," No, this is MY dream." I am shocked. Is this another dreamer? She was in one of my previous non-lucids at this location. She was wearing a white sox hoodie, and I was deciding if I should wear the identical one I have. I look to the back seat and mention the hoodie. She never saw me in it, but I told her about it, hoping she would remember in real life.

The car is being driven by Margaret H., and we are going down Evans by DU. I am feeling the dream start to fade again and this time I remembered a lucid pill. I look in one pocket and only find some powder. I eat it anyway; it doesn't help. I put my finger under my nose (like I was going to stop myself from sneezing) and for some reason that stabilizes the dream a bit. I reach into the other pocket and find a pill. I break it open and eat the powder inside. I am feeling good now.

I reach both arms out and raise them slowly. The car begins to take off from the ground. Margaret doesn't have much of a reaction. We are flying over some prairie near the mountains. I dip my shoulders to the left and the car banks. I open the door and reach out to touch the water we are flying over. We straighten back up for a bit. I do another hand motion and the car corkscrews upside-down. I jump off my seat and land on the inside of the roof. There is a large amount of head room. I can crouch and easily clear the passengers heads so I do the russian "hut-hut" dance. The other passengers laugh. I then try a backflip. But right after I jump, Margaret reverts the car and I land on my head in my seat. I lose the dream soon after.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had yet another lucid dream this morning, it wasn't much this one either but still had a bit of fun.

01.30: Sleep

11.00: Sliding and flying and starting fires DILD
I'm at my friend G's mom's house. There's a candle or something on a table next to me and I'm holding a bottle of perfume. I throw the bottle at the flame and it blows up. I duck to avoid the big fireball. I throw another bottle and run for the door. The bottle explodes and the entire place is on fire. For some reason I have just managed to burn G's mom alive, she was a dice on the table (?). I follow a couple of train tracks.

I suddenly realize I'm dreaming. 'Ah good, then I don't have to worry about his mom'. I keep on following the train tracks and arrive at a small shed. I try to imagine finding a hot girl in there but when I look inside there's no one there. I usually don't have problems summoning people. I decide to stabilize the dream a bit so I rub my hands on the tracks and pick up some dirt just to feel it. Everything becomes clearer. I hear a sound nearby and look up. No one's in the shed still, but G comes walking down the tracks. I'm worried he's pissed because of his mom but he seems fine. I stand up on the tracks. "Watch this" I say and slide on them. G mimics me and soon we're going really fast. After sliding for a little while I understand that I can't go any faster. I jump and start to fly instead. I have trouble controlling the momentum but it works decently. I turn around and fly back when the dream starts to fade.

12.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm at school walking to class in the front drive. There is a group behind me for some reason we all turn around and start running but I stop and think where are we going so I a RC it works i widen my stance put my hands together in front of my face look at the ground and say stabilize now I feel like something is connecting me to the ground and turn left and split away from the group the dream starts to fade saw been over and feel the gravel then I remember it's a dream and i can do whatever I want so I jumped and stick both arms out in front of me like Superman now I'm flying a fly for what seems like 5 min. then I start to drift to the left i tried to straighten my body out and turn to the right but I can't so i give in and let the dream take me where it wants to then I come to a small box like room at the edge of the canyon I land and go in there is no door just shower curtain I step in and sat on the stool in the corner I lean out the door and call out for someone I hear someone coming in set back down she moves the curtain and steps in it's not the DC I wanted so I call for another person the same thing happens it happens twice more so I get discouraged and lay my head down on one of their laps but then I call for someone else she comes but it's only their face and the body of what seems like a two headed moose the dream starts to fade and then I wake up before I have time to restabilize.

Shenanigans and Skydiving (LUCID)

[I don't remember how this dream began, but at the beginning of our tale I am lucid, I'm standing in my room near the exterior wall (with a window), and I've decided to go outside.]

I consider crashing straight through the wall using a shoulder, but I think in this case something more elaborate would be safer. I back away from the wall, staring at it carefully. I'll try to use a fireball to blow it up, but in order for that to have even a chance of working, I need to have a pretty clear idea what I imagine it would look like. I concentrate on the wall, imagining it heating up. The colors start changing: the wall becomes red-tinted, or maybe purple. I thrust my hands at it, and the wall turns black and splits into triangles in an isometric pattern. As the triangles shrink and fade away, I charge through the wall. I realize the explosion wasn't very realistic, but at least I did get through.

I start jogging down the road. I'm wearing clothes again [I took them off at some previous part of the dream], probably because the weird explosion made me lose concentration and the feeling of lying under the covers made me unconsciously feel like I should be clothed. So as I'm jogging, I take them off again. Since it's fairly early in the day, I pass only a few joggers going the other way, which is probably a good thing given my state of undress. There's a lot of construction on the road--so much that only a narrow path for joggers remains, going down the middle. I go down the path. At the other end, the path even narrows a bit more, just to make absolutely clear that no cars are allowed to go this way. There are three guys my age standing up there, waiting for some cars to pass. Once the cars are gone, two of them start pranking the other. I hang around for a few minutes in order to see what's going on, but then I decide that this could get ugly and I'd better get out of here. I turn around and go back the way I came, but not before I give the guys a thumbs-up to take the edge off of my departure. It occurs to me that I'm using that thumbs-up trick a lot in this dream. [I think I did it once before to my mom before I left the house.]

Walking up the driveway to my house, I feel like I'm giving up on the dream, like all my adventures are over. I look over my shoulder at the clouds. They seem an awfully long way away, but I might as well take a risk and try something new! Putting my arms into Superman pose, I blast off. As the clouds approach, I wonder if they'll feel chilly or misty. And indeed they do, sort of. I fly through a few layers of clouds, looking around at the cumulus cloudscapes. Experimentally, I blow some air at the cloud I'm flying through, and indeed it seems to thin a bit in the place I'm aiming the air. Then I decide that's enough of that, and I start falling back towards the ground. At first I try a cannonball shape, then I try pretending to dive headfirst, but then I decide to adopt a spread-limbed pose as if I'm skydiving. Unfortunately, the ground is already approaching very quickly. Just a few seconds later, I reach behind me and mime pulling a parachute cord. It works, but I'm still going too fast. It looks like I will land in my front yard. Spying a tall tree, I shoot a grappling hook from my right wrist. It tangles in the branches. Then I shoot another from my left wrist, sort of jerking my arm sideways so that the hook swings around another tree trunk like a tetherball. Increasing the tension on both arms simultaneously, I'm able to slow myself almost to a stop, hanging a foot above the lawn. Then I drop the rest of the way, attempting to release the grappling hooks so I can walk. It doesn't work too smoothly until I pretend like my right pinky nail is a small knife, which I use to cut the wire. Then I walk towards the front door of the house and wake up.

Cat Surgery

I walk into the basement to find an unfamiliar young man sitting with some of my parents. He's holding one of our pet cats, while my dad holds the other. [IRL: The other cat died, actually, about a year ago.] The other cat (a white one) gets away from dad, so I go after it. Evidently something is being done to the cats which they don't like, but which is good for them. Eventually I find the white cat and bring it back downstairs.

Now the stranger is sawing off the cat's front paw with a hacksaw. My parents assure me that this is a necessary surgery, since the cats' paws never healed right from that time they fell from a great height. I remember that event; it was somehow my fault. [IRL: No such thing has ever happened.] Despite my parents' assurances, I still think that this operation will probably kill the cats. Which is a real shame, because I think this first cat in particular had a long, eventful life ahead of him, in spite of his limp. The man finishes with the first cat, and we give him the second one.

Later, the first cat jumps up onto the couch next to me. I'm shocked to see that he has both front paws back already, and they don't seem to be paining him at all. Do cats have some kind of regenerative ability?

Manual Roller Coaster

Right up ahead, my sisters and I see the entrance of a big covered slide. We dive right in; I'm last. It's a sort of man-powered roller coaster: the idea is to crawl through as quickly as possible. Visibility isn't so good, so sometimes a sharp curve will take you off guard. Then suddenly I reach a long downward segment that I can just slide straight down. This is a blast! A bit later, I accidentally run into my sisters, who apparently just ran into each other. The youngest one apparently tripped because of an unusually long, sharp turn (something like 720 degrees), and then we all crashed right into her. Still, we extricate ourselves in moments and continue the ride.

At the end of the ride, there are a bunch of computers. You can type in your identification and it will tell you how long it took you to go through the ride, and how you compare to that day's other participants. I got 611th, which I think isn't too bad. Then I talk to my sisters, and it turns out the youngest one got 609th. I hadn't expected her to do better than I did! I'm a bit put out, but good for her anyway.

Exclusive Buffet

I'm eating dinner with some classmates at a big restaurant. We're having an important conversation, when suddenly someone comes out on the stage at one side of the room. The person talking to me has his back to the stage, so I try to shush him so I can hear what the woman on stage has to say. I realize I seem a bit rude, but surely he'll understand. A few other actors come onstage, and they start performing a play.

I have only a moment to feel surprised before a bulky, intimidating man comes up to our table and starts taking away our plates, whether or not we're done with them.

"I'm sorry," he says firmly, "we're closing now unless you're part of the club." He has a bit of an accent.

I remember that this place serves a buffet until 8:00, when the actual fancy dinner starts. You have to pay extra to be part of that, or something. And now it's 8:00, so we have to go. On the way out, some of my classmates snag something from the dessert station at the buffet. That's a little rude of them, since technically we're not allowed to eat anything from here anymore. Good thing I got my dessert earlier. Outside on the sidewalk, I hear some other classmates complaining about not having eaten a full dinner because there was nothing good at the buffet. I'm glad I avoided that problem by eating plenty, even if the food was pretty unremarkable.

First Day of Classes (LUCID)

I get up later than usual and hurry to find breakfast. I pass one of the dormitory suites, where apparently someone has set up a small continental breakfast. Interesting, to see such a business here. I get some food there. Then it's time to find my first class.

A lot of time has passed, so when I go back into the hallway, I see a gigantic line of people coming out of the suite's main entrance. It goes all the way down the hallway and down a staircase. I'm glad I missed the line, but suddenly I realize that so many people in line means these are probably the people who get breakfast immediately before heading to class. So I have very little time to collect my things and find my class. I hurry down the staircase, trying not to jostle the line of people too much.

[about 6 classes later . . .]

My next class is titled something like "Practice Session." My guess would be that that refers to a free slot for me to practice my instrument, but that doesn't make much sense, since I'm not a music major and this is not a conservatory. But in any case, I have to find the classroom, which is called the MUSIC room, appropriately enough. But the name "MUSIC" is actually some kind of alphabetical index of where to find the class. Like, I need to find floor M, then hallway U, etc. I suppose the music department thought they were very clever when they designed this room numbering scheme.

I'm hurrying down a surprisingly dark corridor, feeling rather lost. I think I'm on the right floor, but I can't find "U" anywhere. Suddenly, I come upon a library, where my orchestra conductor is talking to some of her students. Well, it's good to find other live people here, but I don't really want to talk to her right now, so I avoid them. Consulting my class schedule again, I realize that my next class isn't even in the MUSIC room. I've had about three other classes in there today, but this one is somewhere else. That's a relief, until I realize that the room shouldn't just disappear if I don't happen to have a class in it right now. But I don't have time to worry about that; I have to find this other place.

It strikes me that today has been an inauspicious first day of classes. I had been hoping that after last quarter (which was very stressful) I would have learned something about avoiding stress and staying calm--but alas, it seems like I have not. Especially since I seem to remember that I skipped most of one of my classes this morning because I had to finish an essay that was technically due last quarter.

My map has a sort of sticker on it, labeled with the name of the place I'm looking for, but it's way out in the middle of nowhere, and the map doesn't show any route to get there. I'm not convinced that's the right place, so I wander around some more. Then I realize I'm just pretending that it's not the place because it's much farther away than I expected. I should just suck it up and go there, even if it will take a while. Looking at the syllabus for this class (which is a small, staple-bound book with a brown cover), I notice that there's even some advice printed on the back cover: the professor says we should leave for his class within ten seconds of the end of the previous class if we want to make it to his class within ten minutes of the alleged start time. I start walking, but then I realize I'm not carrying a backpack or any school supplies at all. And I have only fifteen minutes until class starts. I might make it on time if I keep walking there, but I'll definitely be late if I go back to my room first. I wish I could just "Accio" my school supplies so they catch up to me while I'm walking. Of course, that's just wishful thinking--

--but then I realize that I'm dreaming! Sweet! Okay, I can fly back to my room, get my stuff, and fly to class, and still be there with time to spare. So I set out to do just that. [On my way to class, I lose lucidity.]

The route to class turns into a dirt hiking trail. I try going straight to the classroom, but the path leads under a giant boulder, and I discover that there's not enough clearance for me to squeeze through. Backing out, I make my way around the boulder instead. There are two young boys jumping around on the rocks, shooting at each other with what I identify as laser guns. One shouts at the other, "Mister, show me your ID card!" Clearly, they're imitating the adults from around here, the security guards that watch the entrance to the secure facility in which my class takes place. Okay, I should try to find the guardhouse so I can gain entrance to the facility. There's a small wooden cabin across the road that looks promising.

Inside the cabin, I find the teacher for my class. In order to pass the gatehouse, every student has to sign a contract. All of the contracts are hand-written (by the professor), and I can't read mine at all--it's totally illegible. But one by one, all of the other students are leaving the gatehouse to go to class, and in desperation I finally just sign the contract.

The classroom seems rather like an art studio. There are a lot of heavy-duty tables spread around the room; some of them are pushed against the wall like booth seats at restaurants. It is at one of these latter tables that the professor is sitting, and he invites the class to gather 'round his table while he explains what we'll do in today's class.

12-03-2012 -- [Hope this works out. This was a very long, interesting dream, and I made very short, abbreviated notes on it, and am almost a month late in entering it in, so depending on how well the memory works, a lot of this could be missing. Sigh.]

I'm on Hickory, just a house away from the end of the block, down by Crescent, and find Cheryl there, ranting and raving and yelling at her kids. They are piling into her van to drive somewhere, and I sure don't want to get in any sort of fight, so I just walk down the block to my house.

About the time I get there, things change and shift, and I am outside a gas station, doing a mystery shop. Basic stuff, no big deal, but soon I find things have shifted again, and I am inside the Buena Park Mall. At this point I can't remember what was happening earlier in this part of the dream, but I know there were some Harry Potter characters around, and possibly some strange magical critters.

There are people (probably evil wizards) following me, and little bits of chasing through the mall, where I find myself doing a little bit of flying, but the ceiling is too low to get enough height to really stay out of the way. So I can't get away entirely, but it adds a little more dimension to the chase. I soon find myself in the Video Concepts store, right near May Company.

The evil wizards have been gathering, and there are more and more of them. We have to try and get out of the place, but how to get away when there are so many of them watching for us? Luna is here, and I am trying to get her free, too. And Patches, one of my landlord's dogs, is also running around. Part of the time, Luna Lovegood may even be turning into Lois Lane, though I am not sure.

Turns out there is a half-hidden secret exit to the place which leads into the multi-story hotel which now exists at the Buena Park Mall, and we fake toward one of the front doors, then dash to the hidden exit, which may be a sort of elevator. It leads up several floors to a hotel corridor, and we walk a few rooms down, and enter a room where Batman is waiting for us. There is a little bit of planning and making arrangements, then we crawl out through the window, out onto the penthouse roof, where we quickly find ourselves being chased again.

Somehow from the roof we are going up or down an escalator to a valet parking area (yeah, on the penthouse roof. I know it doesn't make much sense.) I have a note about some sort of escalator gag which was tremendously humorous and funny at the time, and may have involved Batman trying to hold a kid who disappeared, and me getting accidentally kissed by a beautiful woman. It was a really great gag, unfortunately now I can't remember how it went. I hate myself for not getting this entered earlier.

Anyway, Batman is getting the Batmobile, while I am flying, and somebody is rolling around on roller skates. There is something about a Siamese twin, except it is Siamese twin Siamese cats, with a loud, obnoxious howl. Batman comes driving up in the car, and I just fly above it as he drives away from the hotel.

[This would have been so much better if I had managed to get to it promptly!]

12-24-2012 -- [Very cool dream, but a lot of running through passageways chasing stuff in a way that there aren't as many details to post as one might like. So a long, great dream that might not make as great a long dream post.]

Starts as almost a kind of live video game, where I seem to be wandering through a park-like area with a bunch of people I know (not friends, not enemies, just acquaintances). There are enough trees that there is a slight wooded feel, but nothing like forest. There are lots of colorful things flying around. The closest I can come is kind of a cross from a snitch from Harry Potter and Impetuous Implings from Runescape. These things come in a variety of bright colors, and look like the little flying imps, but they almost vanish from sight, move 'wicked fast' and make the slight tinging sound of a snitch in the HP movies.

Anyway, we're grabbing for these things, and they're dodging us. There are almost sort of paths through the woods, and I am taking a path further south, while many others are taking paths that are more north, except one other person that is following me south. It is sort of like a competition, and each of us is trying to be the one to grab more of the things. It is slightly messy and gross because we swat them and splat them, and get bits of bug guts all over our hands, but it is certainly kind of fun.

In another comparison to Runescape, the dream seems to slightly merge in strange rocks, as I think there are 15 varieties, and we have to catch two of each of them. But as we keep moving further west on the south path, the wood is soon morphing into a set of hallways in a large building, with hints of a layout kind of like a school, with rows of classrooms separated by narrow hallways, except the entire thing is completely enclosed. There are also hints of many of my old dreams that involve chasing through or hiding in a building, with hints of laboratory to it.

There's lots of running around, chasing these little things, jumping, diving, and generally doing all kinds of stunts to manage to grab each one before the other person does, and it is long, and very fun, but not detailed enough to write about, on a moment-by-moment basis. But it took a while, and was a lot of fun.

Slowly things continue to morph, until the building is becoming more a giant department store, with us running through different departments, and dodging between tall aisles of shelving and clothing racks and the like, again, similar to many chase dreams I've had in like settings, but fun. About this time, there is the first hint of personal flight, though it isn't too big of a deal, and doesn't claim too much of my attention, yet.

We've been moving more toward the east end of the store, but now we turn around, and are heading more west again. The competition is getting less and less friendly, and there is more and more slight hints of me being chased, rather than imps, but it still is fairly friendly. The store aisles are turning more into warehouse aisles, with racks of pallets stretching higher and higher, and the people chasing me becoming more and more military, as the dream begins to feel more and more like a specific warehouse dream I had lately that I will have to track down and try to link to. About this time I think I also run into a large fire-breathing (but flightless) dragon, which I have to dodge around.

So I am heading back to the west side of the warehouse again, and they seem to be closing it down for the day, as all the lights are off, and it is getting more and more dark. They are still running forklifts, however, and they have lights on them so they can see where they are going, as they approach the trucks for unloading.

At this point, I hear Abby Sciuto (from NCIS) calling out to me, and she is kind of hitching a ride on me, somehow half climbing on me, half just attaching herself to me. She thinks I have a forklift, and in the darkness, doesn't realize I'm just kind of half-flying, half-hovering around. But she is calling out to Gibbs and laughing and enjoying herself as I quickly swing through the area and around all the others, before heading back on the path toward the East, lighted end of the warehouse again.

As I reach the other side, I find myself kind of face to face with what seems to be Captain Hook, and he is threatening me. I say something back, which outrages and threatens him, and I am almost sure it is a movie quote, though I can't remember what it was. But anyway, he is challenging me to a fight which will involve flying and sword fighting (very Peter Pan), but it seems to be kind of a play, because he is climbing into a theatrical sort of flight harness, and they are bringing one over in my direction, as well. Need I say they are very shocked when I don't bother waiting, and just begin to fly on my own.

But the dream adapts quickly, and they are still bringing the harness to me, but it is quickly turning into more of a chain, and they are trying to chain me down, or perhaps chain me to the Captain Hook character, who is growing taller and taller by the moment, and is turning into more of a Galactus type of figure. I am dodging the guy with the harness, having my usual problem of him managing to just barely stay in reach, making it difficult to get away.

I finally do manage to break free, and since the Galactus character is now big enough that I have no chance of facing him head-on, I fly back into the warehouse to try and hide from him. Except the building has now turned into a fancy looking office building lined in nice red slate-like tiles, and I am dodging behind pillars and through large bathrooms, trying to gain distance and escape deeper in the building.

I suddenly have a premonition, and know what he's going to do, just before he does it, so I am not terribly shocked when he rips the entire building out of the ground and starts to twist it this way and that, and shake it, so he can manage to shake me out onto the ground where he can stomp on me.

[I know the last part sounds horrible, but the whole thing was neat, and a heck of a lot of fun!]