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Ever since I started this DJ, I've been remembering a lot more dreams, which is great! Back to the good old days - I'll soon be lucid dreaming like before.

I was in a small shop in town, with a staircase that lead upstairs. Naturally, I went up the stairs.
It was a large café of sorts. There was a long counter, which displayed delicious treats.

I met with my sister at a table. She had ordered me some food - I think it was pizza.
But here's the thing - all the food served here was made of sweets (or candy as americans call it)! Yep, everything was sugary. I'm not sure if it started out exactly like this, maybe the food was normal at first. But that's how it ended up, as the dream progressed.

Remember these?

Yeah, it was like that, except on a much bigger scale.

I remember being very hungry, and the dream lasted quite a long time.
I talked with my sis', and she bought me food. I don't remember the specifics, only being hungry and having an interesting time.

Often my food dreams are like this - I'm hungry but never seem to get satisfied, probably because of real-life hunger.

In the end, I walked up to the counter. There was a picture of a delicious burger - I was so hungry, and it looked very tasty.
But for some reason, I didn't realise it would be made of confectionery.
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I remember looking at the picture, thinking it looked fantastic. On show was also pizza, pasta, and more.

But it was all sugary and sweet.

This was a very odd dream I think. Not as naturally bizarre as some others, but the fact it was in a sort of normal setting, yet with the odd feature of having sugary food. Haha.

As expected, my re-establishment of a RC habit has not fully set in yet...officially my goal is just to have a single RC-induced lucid dream by this Saturday, which will be one full week of nights since my return to lucid dreaming, although I am quite open to the idea of having more LDs prior to that date

Well, anyway, for the sake of improving recall and looking for more dream signs, here's what I remember from last night (it would seem I'm getting pretty consistent with remembering 3 dreams, eh?)

Dream 1 - False memory and what I saw around me both said the same thing: I had done an absolutely awful job cleaning up at work the night before. The place was a mess...particularly the bathroom. All of the toilets had to be taped off due to...misuse, shall I say...or overuse...hmm. But anyway I was just waiting to really hear it from my boss, when he stepped inside and said, "You know what, great job on the cleanup last night. I never thought I'd say this, but I have absolutely no complaints; I can't think of anything that needs done better next time."

I thought he was joking at first, but it became evident within moments that he was serious. "Sweet! I got off the hook!" I thought before the dream faded

Dream 2 - I was at the computer, trying to type something, and I noticed my keyboard wasn't working. (this occasionally happens IRL...I have a keyboard that isn't fully Windows 7 compatible, so I sometimes have to unplug it and plug it back in to make it work) I was about to re-plug the keyboard, when I thought about my old one. It was just as basic as you could get, but it worked. But I really needed the newer one for video editing, so I wasn't sure what to do. Then this little mental argument grew to a huge scale in my head to where I was losing focus in the dream and the keyboard in front of me flashed between the new and the old...the dream grew more unstable...then it ended.

Dream 3 - It was Christmas now, and someone got me an XBox 360 and a racing game to go along with it. At first it seemed really cool; the menus had great graphics and I was able to totally customize my car and all sorts of things. But then I actually got into the game and the FPS was really bad, not to mention the controller basically had no bearing on what happened in the game. Pushing buttons did things, but not always the same thing every time, and never what I wanted them to. Eventually I got frustrated and stopped, then took the XBox upstairs, opened it up, added some hardware (which conveniently appeared in my hand on the spot) and then tried it again. This time the controls were responsive, and the framerate was better, even though it still was a bit jerky.

I woke up wanting a PS3.

Not kidding. I know it was just a dream, but something in me really dislikes XBox now. Weird how that works...

First thing i can recall is just being released from jail and being extremley hungry. I ate a ton of food at some junky restraunt then went and got high with some friends. Later i text my girlfriend at home in my room and said my usual goodnight. She replied with "fuck you fagot, i know what you said to shane" Im like fucking great whad shane do this time? I called shane nd he said i told him i was with my girl friend on saturday, which fucked him over because he told his parents he was with me, which wasnt possible cause my girlfriends parents who were cops told his parents that he was at something else. Might have been my fualt might now anyway so i get a call from my gf as soon as i angirly through my fone under the bed. (told my self in dream once i throw my fone under the bed its gunna ring) and i expected i would have to make an apolagy speech to get her back. It was her dad on the fone who like i said was a cop and two time heavy weight golden gloves boxer, true statment, and told me he was coming over in five. He showed up in like one second nd I did most of the talking in my room. Turns out he was a good listner and let me explain my side of the story which i really just bullshited cause i didnt no what my side of the story was. I wish i new how i ofended my gf nd my dream explained it better but im still clue les nd shes stil pised of in real life. Anyway the room started to morph and i remember being at a really fancy wedding dinner on some football field and i was just pigging out infront of her father. Like i had like 5 plates of steak and mash potatoes. I told him that i just got out of jail and was hungry. He laughed taking it as a joke. Then my friend cody showed up and the three of us sat at the table watching a firework show overthe field .I said this must be an expensive wedding wow. Later my world morphed back to my room and i was in my bed and the dad was about to leave and said thanks man for coming over i had a fun time, like we just ended a date or somethan. I asked cody what i should do and he said walk him to the door. I was but naked so i but on some shorts and now there was some black dude standing in my hallway. I figured it was her other dad but now realize wtf my girlfriends 100 percent cockasian. I woked both of em almost to the door and the dream ended

The first night I have had more then one dream in one night!

1)I am in walmart in downtown puyallup with nicole mattson, hannah heien, james woods, and two mexicans. Everyone is buying tons of food. After we all go shopping for a while we get to the ice cream section. It takes me like 5 minutes to pick out what i want for ice cream. Once i get all my food in a cart which is a massive amount i go to the check out line and i am with hannah. Once we scan all our food the walmart lady asks if we have a reward card thing and hannah is like oooh ya i got one and starts to put her number into the rewards thing. Once she puts her number in this narrarator lady says that the number has been banned from walmart and every item scanned on the big screen computer said denied on it then all the items instantly went back to the isles they were when we got there and i started screaming at hannah. Once i get the 4 most importing items back from where i found them i bought them without hannahs number and i was all good. I went behind walmart into the secret section and found james and the mexicans chillin back there and we got into the car and i was behind shotgun and we were going home now. For some reason we took the freeway. We were coming just up the puyallup valley and all the light were green but we took a right turn to go down the freeway and everyone asked him why he did that and he said because he thinks its faster. There actually was a underground secret shortcut that comes out from behind landcastle into forest crown which was pretty sick. The mexicans drop us off and the dream ended.

2)I was on the side of meridian riding something that looked like hiat the pushing wheelchair thing but it was more like a wheelchair and had one training wheel thing on the right side like motorcycles have their extra seat on the side. While i was going down meridian I was going through all the red stop hands and cars were honking at me like no other. I could randomly go from street to side walk with no ramps or change to hiat. When i was done riding hiat i was at a playground with james and two stunt boys, but not the mexicans. We were doing stunt jumps off the playground and one of the two boys told james to do a butt bomb off the top of the playset. James agreed and I watched him in slow motion just get hammered by the ground when he hit the sand which most likely wasnt as soft as he predicted.

This is my second post.

I was living in the city, basically in the middle of puyallup. My friend has a massive house that i could go in basically whenever I wanted. Just outside of the city there was a vast desert where if you got in the senses of any of the creatures out there you were basically dead. Me and my friends would be hanging out in the hot tub in the hub of puyallup. While in the hot tub it was like a sex party in that private club. Two people would get out of the hot tub just to have sex in front of people. I rode a motorcycle around town which i used to leave that place after i got bored. I was going home on the vast desert and when i almost got inside our house i looked back and saw a bunch of clothes goblin type men in cars coming to kill me. I went to around the 6th floor and pulled out the barrett 50. cal that a mounted next to the window barrell sticking out and I opened the window. The goblins woulld pull up in their cars about 500 feet from my house and would get out then start running towards the house. When the goblins would leave the car I would snipe them as quickly as possible like quick scoping. I felt like i was in some flash game guarding the main point from all the intruders coming to try and destroy it, although i never got to upgrade my guns or anything which was the only difference between flash games and the disturbing killing i had to make myself do. One of my friends came over and said he was going to remodel the house and i was like what why? He said he was going to put some see through solar panel in an empty room with a 45 degree angled roof for some unkown reason. While he was putting it on i went back into the city and got into the hot tub and watched some more sex. We drank a bunch of alcohol while in the jacuzzi and i got drunk as no other.

This is the first dream that I remembered for a while so I figured I would start posting my dreams here for fun.

I was in a secret agents society. Half the time it was snowy and half the time it was warm and i was usually there at night time. At snowy time I would bring James to the agents society that was behind rodgers. There was a massive cliff that james and me and lots of other people would jump off of cause there was lots of padded bed things at the bottem, just like in afgan. There was a place where they would recruit hot girls to dance in their main facility place. The girls were standing there naked and they all had nice butts. This one girl had hair that was 14 feet long and I was playing with it across the room and were flirting. After I left there I was slowly getting let back in to the orginazation. The two main people I hung out with were two people in higher command then me that were in their 20's. Whem I talked to them they were always togeather and when i talked to them I always had my bike. Whenever I rode my bike I practiced nose wheelies. One day I was walking and talking with them going downhill toward the afgan jump and they were walking to have sex, i found this out while doing a roundabout in a random unknown coldasack. I was going to go after them but i told them good luck and rode up the massive hill to the top. Later that day I saw Jonathen in the newspaper which i'm gessing for the reason of everyone knowing that him and had his girlfriend had sex in the middle of the orginazation. Later one day I had to ride home, i was standing on top of the hill ride night to rodgers, the orginization and i was just sitting there thinking. Like I knew the dream was gonna end right after that moment. I started to ride down the hill and do some nose wheelies and woke up.

May 25-26, 2010.


Okay, upon waking, I heard, "Sides, these passenger sides, and I heard they were cute. So cute!"

Adventure in the Mansion:
I was supposed to get home by 7:30am since I had a contest to go to(fighting or wrestling with a friend for the championship). I was walking on the sidewalk and somehow I lost my pants so I was walking around with brown shorts in the street and I personally didn’t like that in the dream. As I sped up my pace, I noticed that near the gas station near my house, there was a huge white castle or possibly mansion since it was a mixture of the two. It was white, had large windows and a small pentangonal top tower similar to what you find in castles. It also had a large fence around it which extended around the gas station. There was a large tree on the left side of the fence. As I was walking towards it, a bus full of school children came near the left side of the house and starting dropping them off by the dozen.
Wanting to avoid this chaos, I continued walking towards the right side of the house which was its back. As I moved further back, I realized that the fence was enclosing the whole house and that I was trapped. Instead of moving back, I continued forward and noticed some guy trying to escape as well. I can’t remember much details about him, other than he was tall and had a small beard. We ended up walking together into some long hallway and towards the end of it, there was a white metal door which was a bit rusted and had a metal bar across as if closed. The guy tried to open it but it was locked, since, he was unsuccessful. Then we saw some lady at the start of the hallway walking towards us, so, I tried and unlocked the door and we got in just time. The door them magically transformed from a white metal door to a more transparent white wooden door. There was some glass in the door similar to the ones you see at the entrance of most homes nowadays, so, we were able to see that she was still waiting outside the door, so, that way was ruled out.
Looking for a place to escape, we came across 3 doors in that room. I can’t recall what awaited behind the first door, but, the second door had a living room in it. It had sofas and couches that were red in color and they seemed to be of the expensive variety. For some reason, victorican comes to mind. There was also a large white framed window, but, it was a bit translucent, so, only light was getting in. Finally, there was a table under the window with a lot of cash on it(couple of bundles with $1000 bills). Funny enough, within the dream, I looked at the money, saw it and while I wanted to take it, decided that I didn’t care about money at the moment. I then went to the final room with this guy. I was gonna open the third door, but, I knew there was something behind it that I didn’t want to see. I looked at him with the “I’m worried” expression and he reciprocated my feelings through his eye language. I open it slowly and next thing I know, I just hear knives dropping on the floor. I think I moved back to avoid them otherwise I would've been lunch. There were other things as well but I can only remember hearing the sounds and then seeing a knife pointing at me in the top level(3 levels) behind this door. That took us completely by surprise and I quickly closed it. At this point, I decided to check if I was dreaming. I tried the nose RC but I couldn’t breath. I think I might have also tried the hand RC but it might have also failed. As I walked back into the living room, I still wasn't convinced and tried to RC again(can’t remember which one, possibly hand RCs, since I do those often). It must have worked because I recall saying that "I'm dreaming", so, I said I know how to get out of here. I put my hand on his shoulder and teleported us out of the mansion to my house. At this point, I told my mom that we have a visitor. The dream skips and next thing I know, I am asking my mom about the time and she says that it's 11:45 which meant that I missed my competition and obviously forfeited the match. I got a bit angry and told her that I wasted my lucidity to try and make this competition.

Thoughts: Gotta love your dream self. You made me lose lucidity within the dream and then the knife thing was pretty funny when it happened, took me by surprise In terms of consciousness, I would say that I was more conscious in my first LD than this one since I didn't feel the change of conscience

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

Sorry there was no entry yesterday. I've been overtaken by really bad allergies, and I couldn't sleep that night...so obviously, I had no real dreams, just vague images here and there.

Last night I fared a bit better; sleep didn't come easily, but it did come, and brought dreams with it. Still, my discomfort messed up recall a bit, so only the lucid part really stands out in my memory.

I was in what was like a mix of real life and Mass Effect. That is, there were people and locations from real life, but I was actually Commander Shepherd and I remember even mentioning to a few people that I was a Spectre as well. When I would talk to people, frequently (though not always) I would choose my sentences from a circle of options, just like in the game. I also remember adjusting my equipment selection from a 'screen' that perfectly mimicked the original Mass Effect screen.

And I had a Palm Pre, which totally made my day

Although I don't recall there being any fights, at one point a DC who looked a lot like a certain friend of mine came up and said:

"That was a pretty slick move you made back there."

For some reason that seemed to ring a bell in my head, and I could just feel in the air that I could pull off any moves I attempted. That much figured out, it was only a moment later before I figured out why...

"Oh right! This is a dream!" I whispered quietly to myself. Then I cleared my throat and spoke up. "Dude, I am the ONE! I can do anything!"

"Really?" The DC asked. "Show me."

"Ok. Watch."

I then ran a few steps and did a flip that landed me perfectly on my feet.

"And I can't even do flips! Not in real life, anyway."

Someone clapped, even though I never saw who. Figured it was worth going on if they'd enjoy a show, though. Since I couldn't really injure myself, it seemed a good time to try something that would kill me IRL.

I ran another few steps and did a flip and a half, this time landing directly on my head. Then I just stood like that, maintaining balance without my hands, even, and even though I was surprised to find that it did hurt, I wasn't actually wounded, so it didn't bother me.

After that, I did everything I could think of to show off; butterfly twists, wall runs, handsprings...a lot of stuff requested by the onlooking DC's.

Maybe I just went too crazy and flung my head around so much that the dream faded, I don't know. But for whatever reason, just like I went lucid in order to start pulling off moves, I stopped pulling off moves and lost lucidity.

The dream only went on a little while after that anyway, so I didn't miss out on much.

Seems weird that I just don't RC in my dreams anymore. I do RCs faithfully every day for weeks, and then in the dreams that end up being lucid, I just...go lucid. It's very unfortunate, actually. I have the presence of mind to understand that I can do things that I can't do IRL, but my mind is still absent enough to not be very creative; I usually just keep doing whatever I was doing in the non-lucid part of the dream, just in a more extraordinary way. And it doesn't really feel like lucidity should...more like the feeling of playing a video game that I have total control over than feeling physically present in the dream.

I'll have to work on that...maybe I should start RCing assuming that I've already gone lucid, so that when I naturally go lucid in dreams, my first action will be to RC and thus improve my state of mind.

Originally Posted by LiveInTheDream

In recent weeks, my ability to LD has seemed to wane as lucid dreams grew fewer and farther between, not to mention that the quality of each one has been on a downward scale as well.

Last night, I may have discovered both the 'why' and the 'how' concerning fixing the issue!

Since I've been RCing consistently for nearly two weeks now with no RC-induced lucid dreams behind me, I decided to try MILD. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of beginning the mantra while lying on my back. I can't sleep on my back, and for some reason, whatever position I begin a MILD in is what I'll revert to once I fall asleep. So I kept rolling over onto my back and waking up, preventing any very deep lucids, but like I said, I did learn a bit!

I had made a video mocking the president and I was sneaking around with a few buddies to literally deliver it right to his office on a DVD. It was tough avoiding security guards, but all the cameras were taken out via computer hacks. We made it to the office, the president was gone, and I set the DVD on the desk.

*BEEP* *BEEP*

Alarms went off and an army of guards rushed to the scene with the president shortly behind them (only he looked nothing like Obama; more like Einstein with tanned skin). We put our hands up, but suddenly my mind started racing. "I'm not lucid! What can I do? Wait a second, if this already is a dream, I can just go lucid!"

I put my hands down, and nobody fired at me. I just stood there a moment, smiling at the guards, enjoying their utter powerlessness. My buddies thought I was crazy.

"Go ahead, fire." I said.

One of them did, and the bullet just went right through me, not leaving a mark. Everyone's eyes were bugging out in shock.

"Don't you get it? This is a dream!"

Suddenly the president went crazy.

"It's a dream! It's a dream!" He shouted and sang, dancing around the room, even on the walls, until he ended up right in front of me and started to shake my hand vigorously.

I started losing the dream at this point, but I heard the president saying that he respected me for successfully reaching his desk unnoticed and that I would be highly rewarded.

Woke up as he was saying that, but quickly rolled off my back and DEILDed.

I was now in a parade that the president had to celebrate. He was riding on the front of the float I was on, still shouting and singing "It's a dream! This is a dream!" People were everywhere around me.

I stood up and waved, which got a lot of applause, and then I shouted:

"Look at me everybody I'M LUCIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!"

The crowds roared with cheers and applause as I held out that last word. And then, just because I could, I jumped off the float, did a flip, and landed on the ground. The parade cleared away to give me space, and then I performed various tricks that are absolutely impossible IRL.

Woke up again, due to rolling onto my back. This time was for a little bit longer, so I couldn't DEILD. But still, I wasn't done LDing for the night now! When I fell back asleep...

...I found myself in Walmart in 1995. Only I had memories from 2010 still. It was like I had time traveled; the building, the ads, the decorations...all of it looked exactly like it had IRL in 1995. "Hah! This is all old stuff!" I said to myself as I walked through the place. "I wonder if I'm dreaming...but how can I find that out without drawing a lot of attention, in case this is real?"

I settled on getting something off the top shelf without any assistance. I figured the shelf was too high for me to normally be able to jump up and reach, so I'd definitely be dreaming if I could pull the object down. So I got ready, jumped, and made it far higher than the shelf, and in fact, landed on my feet right on top!

"This is definitely a dream! How cool!"

"What are you doing up there!?" A woman called. "You're going to kill yourself!"

"No I'm not, I'm dreaming!" I replied, jumping off and landing with a roll to the ground, completely unhurt. "See?"

Apparently I offended her, cuz she stormed off.

I ignored it.

"Now to update this place!"

I didn't even reach out my hands; I just thought about everything in the store changing to its present-day state, and as I watched, signs everywhere began to flip around with new ads and decorations, shelves and aisles rearranged themselves, and products morphed into their current versions.

Satisfied, I turned around and found myself staring at my ceiling. Once again, on my back, waking myself up...

Writing those dreams makes me feel a lot more in control than I felt actually going through them. I really was aware that I was dreaming, but because I kept waking up, I still felt disconnected from my dream body, and thus the dreams felt 'shallow'...if that's the right descriptor.

But anyway, it seems I was having trouble lucid dreaming because my brain somehow wasn't making the connection between non-lucid dreams and lucid dreams. It was apparently expecting to be lucid from the beginning or not at all, since I practically had to force it to accept the fact that I was in a dream at first, and go from non-lucid to being lucid. But after that, I was conscious of being in a dream far easier, so maybe I just needed to shatter that mental concept and now I'll be back to lucid dreaming every night!

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a large house, my house. But it wasn't really my house; this place was big and looked like a lodge. The walls were smoothed logs and the floors were hardwood, yet it didn't look like one of those old-fashioned cabins. It was almost modern, even though it was made of "traditional" materials. And I lived here.

I was at the table with my sister and father, eating some sort of chicken and tomato dish off clean white plates. I realized that this was a dream and decided to not even consider the fact that I might not have any control. After all, I was going through a bad dryspell control-wise, and I didn't want to have a crappy dream control experience again. I decided to test my control by asking my father, "hey, is this a dream?" even though I knew very well that it was. I expected him to say no, and that's what he told me. "Well, I'd be able to stick my finger through my palm if this was a dream," I replied. I pushed my finger through my palm and it came through the other side, after a bit of effort. My dad chuckled and leaned back in his chair, but my sister didn't say anything the whole time.

I got up and walked away from the table, hoping to summon someone and practice a bit of dream combat. I was prepared if my dream control were still to be in the process of coming back from the dryspell. I was now in the middle of a new room in the lodge; it had high ceilings and a set of stairs along the right wall that led up to the second floor. I didn't go up the stairs and just decided to summon Jesse Pinkman, a second main character from the television series Breaking Bad. I used my sneaky tactic of turning around and expecting the person to be behind me, eliminating the need to search all over for him; this is what I do whenever I summon DCs now. I did this, and wow, I was in for a surprise. He was behind me, looked normal...

But his clothing choices were a bit bizarre.

He was wearing a white t-shirt, baggy pants, and a sweater. This was all right, but underneath the slightly transparent shirt was the top piece of a yellow woman's swimsuit. I turned around immediately and tried to forget about that sight. It scorched my eyes, and it made me laugh pretty loudly. I turned around and tried the technique again, and he was still the same but with slightly longer hair. I had to do this once more and then he was wearing what I wanted him to: a yellow hoodie, slightly too large, and baggy blue jeans.

We basically practiced some karate-like moves the rest of the dream. I'm not going to attempt to explain them, because it's pretty hard to, but they were pretty hardcore! At the end of the dream, a few seconds before I felt it starting to fade, I managed to blow Jesse away with invisible energy emanating from my hands.

I am standing on a busy road near where my parent's live. The road rounds a hill and has metal barriers down one side. I am at the bottom of the incline looking at where the road crests the hill. It is either sunset or sunrise and the sky seems dim and is tinted pale violets and pinks. Traffic seems busy as usual and nothing really happens until a off-white coloured, two door hatchback comes over the hill too slowly and is rear ended by a dark blue four door sedan which comes over the hill too quickly and cannot stop in time to avoid the smaller white car.

There does not appear to be any passangers or drivers in either car and debris from both vehicles is scattered about the road. No passing vehicles make any attempt to stop and help as they just slow down and drive around the accident. Suddenly a giant blue metal hand grabs the guard rail on the far side of the road and Optimus Prime (in his original cartoon incarnation) climbs over the metal barrier and onto the road. He steps between the slow moving vehicles and starts picking up the debris from the wrecked cars. He says something about wanting to help clear traffic but I am not sure if he is talking to me or someone I cannot see. The scene is comical because Optimus is hindering traffic more than helping, because the cars on the road now have to swerve to avoid his giant metal legs as well as the debris from the accident, and he keeps trying to carry too much scrap metal at once and is dropping and scattering it all over the road again. I remember thinking that "Optimus is not as graceful as he used to be."

The sky turns a dark velvetly blue and answers my question about whether the sun was setting or rising. The street lights and car headlights come on but they are not the usual colours as all the artifical light is illuminated in bright primary or neon hues. Optimus himself is covered in red and blue lights while his eyes are round and bright white like the headlights on his chest. The headlights of passing vehicles on the road are all neon pinks, greens or yellows. The street lamps are flickering and changing colours to contrast or compliment the colours of the car's headlights as they drive by. The whole scene is technicolour and psychedelic and all the lights are flashing and strobbing like a dance club or a rave.

Saturday, 26 June 1971. 1,650-M2. 48 second read.



I soar through the blue sky alongside an American black vulture, but I am unwary.

He flies on my left until he dives. I expect him to attack the townspeople below. (There is a vague association with Shakespeare’s “King Lear.”)

The mood becomes cheerful. The “palace” far below appears to be the DeSoto County Courthouse. I hear people cheering and see a ticker-tape parade.

I see people carry the vulture down the building’s outer steps in a palanquin, as he immediately becomes their king. “Pomp and Circumstance” (“Graduation March Song”) plays.

I zoom in. From the left, I see the vulture sitting inside the palanquin. The bird has knees like a human instead of bird legs and wears a crown.

I rise into the blue sky as I wake up laughing aloud.

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Note: People called vultures “buzzards” when I lived in Florida, thus my original title.

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My dream begins with the physiological influence of vestibular-motor sensations (from REM atonia). It changes from spontaneous vestibular-motor responses to controlled and more defined.

The vulture’s flying and diving transitions to his non-flight (becoming more human-like) and descending a staircase.

A crown appears with increased dream state awareness. It reveals higher metacognitive management of the dream state.

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