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Went to bed around 23.30, then spent until midnight reading, though it was an ebook. Couldn't fall asleep for perhaps an hour and slept until somewhere between 08:00 and 08:30, also waking up somewhere during the night. Stayed in bed until 09:00 before writing all this down. I feel like I had a dream where I was very aware to my situation, maybe even lucid, but I can't recall it. I just have this feeling that it occurred.

Kiss
I'm with Alexandra and Vitri. We're chilling somewhere, I guess inside. The girls are both about 1 metre in front of me. Alexandra is a bit to the left, Vitri a bit to the right. I think they're laying down. I myself am seated. I assume on a lower level, because the height difference between our heads is less than it should be if someone is laying down and the other is sitting upright. At some point Alexandra does something with her head to indicate that she wants a kiss from me. I give her a quick kiss on the lips. After the fact I consider the fact that I have a girlfriend. Still, it doesn't really feel like I did something wrong, as Alexandra also just kissed.. [I don't know. It doesn't feel like she kissed Vitri, but she is the only other person I recall being there]. It's more of a friendly thing in my mind.

Embarrassing
I'm in class. It has the feel of my highschool. My best friend, who I went to highschool with, is with me. The teacher asks us all if we agree to talk about a certain topic. It's a topic that we're gonna consider to be embarrassing. We're ok with it, I guess. My friend is first. I'm not really looking forward to my turn. As part of this assignment or another one, someone decides to dress up. I think it might have been another good friend of mine, who I also went to highschool with. Suddenly at some point he decides he doesn't want to do it this way. Instead, he gets back in his suit (or the suit is his way of dressing up for this assignment). He is in the back of the room and lies down on a couch. It's all an act. He receives a phone call. It's from the teacher at the front of the class. She called him to help his act. He says something and the teacher, reading from a script, replies back. As I'm standing close to the teacher, I can hear my friend's voice coming through her phone.

Presenting
There are presentations. I think at first we have to hold them outside on a walking bridge, with the rest of the group being seated on ground level. One of my lecturers from uni is in charge. There are maybe 15 - 20 people working in groups. We're seated in 2 rows on white, plastic chairs. I'm seated on the backrow, with my partner Dr. Dre [who seems not as big as in real life] sitting before me. I'm not feeling too confident about presenting and I would like him to do it. He says he doesn't wanna do it and smoothly moves to the backrow. Aw come on man! Dr. Dre! As if he's afraid of public appearances.

I'm up on the walking bridge. Something about this dream has something to do with Van der Valk [hotels located along the highway]. Maybe that's where we are. I'm doing my presentation, talking about several key points of a certain article. I'm not very well prepared however. After a while it's someone else's turn and I remain up on the walking bridge as well.

We're now seated in a room. Ce'Nedra [character in a book I'm reading] is standing in front. I can't recall exactly what she was doing. I don't think it was presenting. She's wearing a big dress. Close to her feet, just behind/to the side of her is an owl. It has a certain mystique, but also a cartoony look. Someone tells her to watch out for the owl, as this is the one that we've been waiting for that will give her a valuable clue. Instead she moves about wildly. Idiot. For some reason her dress has disappeared, but she is still wearing clothes.

FIFA
I'm playing FIFA with Tim, a classmate from highschool. The only thing is that it's sort of real. I'm on the field and I'm actually going through all the movements. In my mind it's still FIFA though. At some point, the ball exits the field close to the goal post of the opponent. The ref doesn't see it and the game continues. Our team manages to score, but the ref also doesn't notice this, even though the ball was very obviously in the goal. Tim asks me what's up and I tell him that I'm not sure what's occurring. I also tell him that at the point where the ball exited the field, some World of Warcraft stuff was occurring over there.

Played FIFA for the first time in at least a month yesterday. I've never played WoW in my life. Yesterday evening, just before going to bed, I was looking up a map to the fantasy book that I'm reading. I accidentally ended up with a WoW map.

Forest
I'm in a forest with Tim. It's a big natural looking playground, but obviously man made. Tim says something to someone in Indonesian. It's a three word sentence "... pau ....". I don't understand a thing. I ask him for the translation and he tells me it means something with 'smelly ass' and it referred to the person he was shouting it at. Once I have the translation I get that pau was supposed to be bau, but the other 2 words are unfamiliar to me. The word he used for ass is incorrect.. or is it a synonym?

I'm with a girl in this forest. We're friends, but sort of also something more than friends. We can't let her parents know however, as they wouldn't approve. Here comes her mom. First I try to walk away, but I'm told to stay. I almost make the mistake of addressing her with the wrong title in Indonesian. I think I almost said mbak instead of tante, and then I almost said tan instead of tante.

Something else has occurred in this forest. Someone [my ex girlfriend's dad?] has some precious stone he wants us to have a look at. He left it unguarded somewhere. I would have never done that if it was so precious...

Bathrobe
I'm standing in the door opening to the room in my student home. I'm wearing a white bathrobe. Karen is walking along the hallway, wearing the same thing. Just as I'm in the process of closing the door to my room, she attempts to walk in. I make a comment about it, though I don't remember what exactly. Something about if she is coming into my room or if she intends to go to her own room. She seemed kinda absent minded.

I'm at my school, in the library, acting in a movie or a play. I'm playing one of the main characters. At one point I, or my character, can't sit down at my normal seat because nobody likes me now, so they aren't letting me, and they put their hands on the table to stop me. A bit later I'm doing something I remembered from the script I had to do, and it is sort of an awkward thing to do, and after I do it half the people there start laughing. I figure I must have done it wrong. I say, "it wasn't that funny," and then everyone in the room starts laughing, and I feel slightly awkward.

After the day of filming (?), I'm with my brother Adam and Mum on this white platform, that's sort of high, maybe a little more than a foot above the ground, and it has a short railing around it. Adam goes to borrow a puppy from the SPCA which is just down the steps and round the corner. He comes back with an adorable fluffy black-and-brown puppy. I take some photos of the puppy, until he starts trying to lick my phone. Adam takes the puppy back. As I'm starting to leave, he comes back with another puppy, slightly smaller than the other one but I feel that this puppy is somehow scary, because it seems vicious, even though I can't see its face. I'm like, "not another one," but it doesn't matter 'cause I'm leaving anyway. I go down onto a little boat that Dad and a few other people are standing in, chatting. The boat is similar to the platform in colour and the railing it has. The water comes up to the top of the railing, but somehow hasn't come onto the boat. I look out at the water, which is really blue and sparkly. I imagine what we would do if a tsunami came then, and if we'd have to time to drive away and be safe. I see a little ripple come towards us across the water, and everyone on the boat notices and start discussing it. Then we feel an earthquake, and Mum's with us too, and she seems really scared. Dad says, "It's over there!", pointing to a hill on the other side of the road (which is I guess right next to the water). "Look at all the corn blowing!" Because the corn blowing on the hill indicates to us that the earthquake is happening there.

I'm with a young, maybe 10-year-old girl, and I think also my real-life friend Riley. The young girl has written a script from a book, by typing it all out so we can make a movie of it, or something. I don't think I ever hear her say anything besides "Yes" - when I ask her if she typed the script out from this book, and when I ask her if she edited it at all. She never says a single other thing. Then we're sitting down, three or four of us, and another girl says to the young girl, "I've never called you Mamie," and I 'remember' or 'realise' that this girl is Mamie Gummer (the actress) as a 10-year-old, or playing a 10-year-old. And then Riley is singing along to a song that's playing, so I start singing it too.

I'm sitting on a bench, by the road near my house, with Riley and Mamie Gummer or whoever she really is. A boy is on my right, and I notice he is leaning on my leg with his elbow. I figure he must be coming onto me, maybe he likes me. I sort of turn to face him, and he turns to look at me, and we look at each other for a moment, and then I go forwards and he comes forward too and we kiss. Really briefly. And then he suddenly pulls away and he's taken my pen. Because he only wanted to do that so he could take my pen and see what was written on it because it said something about the group I was in, or like the Hogwarts House or something. ??? He immediately begins telling his friend about what just happened, how I thought he actually wanted to kiss me. I don't want Riley to hear, 'cause it'll be kind of embarrassing, but then I don't really care because I didn't lose anything - I got a kiss, and I got my pen back. 'Cause he gave it back straight after. So I just use the excuse that I have to go give the phone charger back to Mum and I run home. On the way up the driveway, I see the paddock on the left is flooded, and try to remember when it got flooded (it never did). And then the water goes away all these ostriches who'd been waiting in there all that time start coming out, and I see Big Bird. ????

The end.

So here is a lucid dream from yesterday. It was actually was two dreams. I woke up after the first part and wrote down everything I could remember and then fell asleep and had another one. The first took place during an hour of time. I'm not sure how much of that time I was actually dreaming, but I looked at the clock before I went to sleep and looked at it right as I got up. Almost exactly an hour. I also did this as a WBTB. I went to bed at mindnight, woke up at 5:00, then stayed awake for a while, then let myself go back to sleep.

Lucid Dream:

I was in the kitchen and noticed the fish tank had been moved. It was now on the table. It also was very clean. I looked in closer and saw that there were at least five fish in the tank that I had thought were dead. Where had they been hiding all this time? Hhmm. Fish tank moved. Cleaned. Fish back from the dead. Could I be dreaming? Really, there was more of a chance I was dreaming than all that happening.

So I immediately ran to the steps that lead down to the front door. I ran and dived at the door. As I was sailing down the stairs head first, the thought crossed my mind that if I wasn't dreaming, this would probably hurt...a lot. But I was thankful that when I got to the door, I righted myself and gently landed by the door, which I then opened and flew out into the night.

As I passed my ficus tree I grabbed a few leaves off of it and told myself that I would eat them with the goal of making them taste like something else, chocolate, perhaps.

But as I flew higher, I was fascinated by the town falling away below me and being able to see the horizon. I could see the lake out in the distance. I remembered I had wanted to fly over it, skimming the water. So I headed that way. It was going to take a while to get to flying at the speed I was going. I then remembered Oneironaut's dream where he catapulted himself very quickly to his destination. I tried to think about what that would feel like. I finally decided to use the "rockets on my feet" technique that had worked for me in the past. As I was imagining my foot rockets, I looked over and flying right next to me was Oneironaut. He was looking as cool as ever, dressed all in black leather...jacket, pants, gloves, boots, and some sort of head covering. Even though I didn't see his face I knew exactly who that was.

I could see a white fire shooting out from the soles of his boots. I concentrated and matched his speed. In no time we were to the shore of the lake. I could see some boats at the marina ahead of us. As we got to the boats, Onerionaut dove under one of the boats and continued to swim under water. I didn't want to go under water at this point. I did what I had planned to do--I flew low, right over the surface of the water, skimming it with my hand from time to time.

I then saw a jet skier out on the water (it was daylight by now). I flew over right next to her. She glanced over at me and kept going. Seriously? What's wrong with all my boring dream characters these days? After getting no reaction at all from her I decided to see what she would do if I yanked her off her jet ski. I grabbed her arm and started to pull. But then I felt bad and stopped. Surely I was better than beating up my DCs for not thinking I was cool.

So I flew to the shore. I saw that I was suddenly in some sort of mall. I flew around observing what was around me. I saw an escalator. I flew close to it. Riding up the escalator was a guy who looked about 18 years old. He had dark brown hair that was about shoulder length. He looked over at me, and our eyes connected. He gave me a knowing grin--he knew who I was.

I flew over next to him, keeping even with him as the escalator continued to rise. I put my arm on the back of his head and pulled him to me and kissed him. He seemed to be just fine with that. But then suddenly a wall came between us as the escalator came to the floor that it was going. I knew I could just fly around the wall and meet up with him again, but as I was doing so, I was distracted by a group of younger teenage boys who were watching something on a TV screen.

I flew up to them, wanting to interact, and asked one the the boys the first thing that popped into my head. I said, "Tell me a story." I wanted to know what my subconscious would come up with. One the the boys decided to take it on. He started by saying, "Well, once there was this lady who was very kind." (Was this the best my mind could come up with?) "She was also very ______________." He said a word I had never heard before. It had multiple prefixes, like meta, trans, para something or other. He then saw my confusion and clarified and said, "She was very unselfish. "

At that point the boy was distracted and stated looking at the TV again. I also looked at the TV. Perhaps that would be more interesting than the boring start of the story.

The show they were watching looked like some sort of anime. There were a group of young people all in long white coats-- and all in anime style-- standing in a large lab. Surrounding them were all these very strange plants. They reminded me very much of the types of thing that Dr. Seuss would have drawn. So I thought that the show was an interesting combination of styles.

At that point a commercial came on. It was dog food commercial. The dogs in the ad were dalmations drawn in a very simple style, almost so you couldn't see an outline for the dogs, but could just see lots of spots and eyes.

The next ad was about baby clothes. On the clothes were pictures of these same dalmations in the same style. I guess my mind liked the dalmations enough to recycle them.

I was now satisfied with seeing what was on the TV, so I flew off again.


Now I'm not sure what happened next. Either I forgot a segment of my dream, or else I just had a transition. Lucidity had faded, for the most part.

I now found myself in my grandparent's house. There were a lot of extended family around cooking some sort of big dinner. I wandered from the living room into the kitchen I grabbed a handful of cheese and started to put it into my mouth. I then remembered that I wasn't eating any dairy products these days. I needed a place to spit it out and throw the rest of the cheese away. I didn't want to do it in the kitchen in front of everyone. So I went up the hallway and into the bathroom. I dumped the cheese into the trash. At that moment lucidity came back. I was dreaming. It didn't matter what I ate. Awesome.

I walked back down the hallway again. There was a houseplant on a little table I pulled off some leaves. I had never eaten the leaves I had picked previously, so I could do it now. I wanted to make the leaves taste like chocolate.

But then I decided to take the easy and sure route. I remembered that my grandma had kept chocolate in a certain cupboard. Surely my mind could recreate this for me.

I opened that particular cupboard door and, sure enough, there was part of a large Hersey bar there on the lower shelf. I picked it up and unwrapped the last few squares. It looked like it had been melted at one point, but I didn't care, I was going to make this dream chocolate taste great, no matter what.

I took a bite, and it tasted just like Hershey's milk chocolate. Not my favorite, but it was satisfying, nonetheless. I then looked over at the table nearest the hallway and saw that there was a huge chocolate bar sitting right there waiting for me. This monster bar had to weigh at least ten pounds. It had a white wrapper and on I could see that the bar was divided up into many different flavors. The top corner that I was opening was dark chocolate with fig. Next to it was dark chocolate with pomegranate. This was going to be great. I broke off a large chunk that was mostly fig, but with a little pomegranate. I took a bite and it was wonderful.

I walked into the living room again and saw my aunt, "Tia," I said, "Tell me something about myself that you think is special." That was the first thing I thought of to ask. I like to get insights from dream characters (my mind) about my good qualities. "Well," she started. "You''ll need to give me a little more time. I'm not good at coming up with things spur of the moment."

(My subconscious couldn't come up with anything. How sad. ).

I then decided to move on. I opened the front door and flew outside. I saw that my mom's house was right across the street. I flew over to it and saw my mom standing on the driveway calling for my grandma. I looked around and couldn't see my grandma. But I looked again at my mom and she was so young and thin, just like pictures I had seen from when she was younger. It was fun to see my mom like this. I looked and saw my aunt again next to her. She was also much younger and thinner. I said to her, "Hey I just saw you over in the house." She looked at me and smiled and nodded.


And that's all I remember from this first part of the dream. I'm happy that I was able to have had such a long dream and remember all that I did. It wasn't the most spectacular lucid dream ever, but every lucid dream is good practice for future lucid dreams that are spectacular.

Lucid Dream (Part Two):

I was in an apartment or dorm room. It was full of people. I noticed that on wall had hooks all over it for everyone to hang up their backpacks. I thought that was a good idea since so many people lived here. I saw two girls in the kitchen they looked like twins and were cooking something on the stove.

I then see Jeff come up to me. He looks younger and has longer hair than in real life and he was super HOT. As I saw him I became lucid. He ginned at me with a seductive smile and I smiled back. The next thing I know is that we are on the floor making out and getting intimate.

Then there is a transition and I am sitting on the floor and I pull out my phone. I decide to see what I look like, so I take a selfie. I notice that my hair is all messy and curly. I have to remind myself that I always look different in dream mirrors. So I then stand up and see that I am next to a very large mirror. As I look at myself in it, I morph my reflection so I look as gorgeous and sexy as possible.

I then look over and see that a couple of guys are watching me. I decide to have a little fun. I slowly take off my shirt. But as I look in the mirror, I notice that my body is all clear, as if it were made of glass. That fascinated me even more, so I finish taking off my clothes and just watch my glass body as I dance slowly in front of the mirror.

I had another lucid dream this morning. It was one of those lucid dreams where you wake up and panic a little because you can't remember much of it. I backtracked and found I remembered some of it. I'll share what I remember.

I had been in my grandparents' house when the dream started. And that's where I became lucid. My grandparent's house shows up in a lot of my dreams--probably more than any other house. I have a whole lot of happy memories connected to that place.

At some point I became lucid and did some stuff. It kind of kills me that I can't remember what I did.

But I do remember going to the front door. I thought something like, "Well, I'm still lucid and dreaming after all that, so I might as well go out and do something outdoors." As I flew out the door, I thought of how many times I had been lucid and flown out that same door.

I vaguely remember flying around. At some point I decided that I would take off my shirt. I started to do so, but for some reason I had a harder time undressing. Usually my clothes just sort of fall off me the moment that I think about it. But this time I was having difficulty pulling my shirt off over my head and flying at the same time.

Before I got my shirt completely off, I saw a high school down below. I decided to pull my shirt back down if I was going to interact with the students.

I saw three students walking outside the school buildings. I needed to do something interesting in this dream since I felt that I was mostly just wasting time to this point. I flew up and hovered in front of a girl. She was tall, thin, with straight honey brown colored hair. She had high cheek bones and light brown eyes. I don't remember what I said first. But she didn't react the way I wanted her to. So I decided to tell her that she was in my dream. She nodded and still didn't say much. How boring.

So I went up to the guy next to her. He looked much older than a high school student. He had dark hair that had some curl in it. He had an obvious 5 o'clock shadow. If he had gone another couple of days with out shaving, he would have had a very full beard.

I also told him that he was just a dream character in my dream. Like the girl he didn't seem to care. He didn't think it was weird that I was flying right in front of them.

I then kissed him. He sort of kissed me back, but without much enthusiasm.

Well, that was it. I had had enough of that kind of attitude. I somehow had a blanket with me, and I threw it around this guy, pinning his arms to his sides. I was going to kidnap him. Once he was pinned, I grabbed him and flew to the top of the highest building on campus.

I said something like, "Well if you don't care that this is just a dream, then you shouldn't care if I let us both fall off this building." Still, I got no reaction. How rude.

So with my arms around him I slowly leaned out over the edge until we were both falling.

We didn't fall very fast and we gently fell to a grassy lawn below. The guy was calm and expressionless.

This wasn't going the way I had wanted it to. How could I go so wrong? Could this be my most boring lucid dream ever?

And I think the answer is "yes". Because I woke up shortly after that.

I had a short--but interesting-- lucid dream this morning.

I had done an unintentional Wake Back to Bed--meaning that I woke up at 2:45 and couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to use this to try for a lucid dream. I took me a while, but I finally drifted back to sleep, my mind thinking about lucid dreaming.

I remember being on a train, which seemed more like a roller coaster, as it winded up and down through a beautiful city. In the front of the Train I saw Tom DeLonge standing and entertaining the people around him. I don't remember what he was doing exactly, but people were laughing and enjoying it. I was envious that I wasn't closer. Finally the train stopped. I wanted to go on it again, but I was with a group of people that didn't want to. I reluctantly walked away.

The next thing I know is that I'm on this mountain. It was full of streams and waterfalls. It was pretty much like another amusement park ride. I was with my friend Sherri and were were slipping down these channels of water. We were having a good time. At one point I saw this area that I wanted to get to, but it was too high. I had somehow seen it from another angle and it was a beautiful blue pool. After more slipping and sliding, I again saw the area that had the blue pool. We were somehow above it now, but the only way in was to drop about 20 feet down a waterfall. We knew we couldn't do that so we turned around and came the way we went. We were shocked to find that that way also dropped steeply into a tall waterfall.

As we came to the edge, I grabbed a large rock that was jutting out. I caught us right before we would have plummeted below. I saw that the water below us was quite shallow, and that it would have injured us if we had fallen in that rocky shallow pool. As I clung to the rocks I wondered what I was supposed to do now. I couldn't go down, but there was no way to pull both of us upward at this point.

Before I got too panicked, I suddenly thought I might be dreaming. In that instant I knew that was true. I told Sherri that we were dreaming, and that I was going to let go, and we could fly.

I grabbed her around the waist just in case she couldn't fly. Even though this was a dream I wanted to take care of my friend. As I let go I started to fly up into the air, but then the weight of my friend started pulling me down. We gently fell back into the shallow pool below. I stood up. I told Sherri that she could fly if she wanted to. I started flying again.

I flew back to the top of the waterfall. I knew that if I followed the water back I would end up in that beautiful blue pool. I was really drawn to that area. I had to see it up close. I realized Sherri wasn't following me, but decided that it didn't matter.

I flew up and over the ridge and down the stream to where the blue pool was. I looked at it, soaking in its beauty. I then noticed in the water there looked to be a body. I had to pull it out. I dove down and grabbed it. The body was in an open box that reminded me of a coffin. I pulled both the body and the box out. I propped them up against a large rock.

Now that we were back out of the water I looked closer at the body. To my surprise, I saw that it was Tom DeLonge. His body lay, still, in the box. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt with faded white writing on it and dark colored pants, and his brown hair was dripping down on his white face.

How could this be? Tom couldn't be dead. But I reminded myself that this was a dream. I could bring him back to life.

I looked at his face again and concentrated. After a moment, I heard him suck in a breath of air. I felt a wave a relief. Then his eyes started to flutter open. He looked dazed for a minute, then focused on me. I waited.

Then, to my surprise, his arms reached out and grabbed me and pulled me against him. He pulled my face close and I felt his lips on mine as he started to kiss me. I couldn't help but kiss him back.

I briefly thought about breaking away from the kiss, so I could create my halo. I also thought that maybe Tom would like to see his halo as well. But, like how it is with most dream kisses, I was drifting into a deep bliss. I knew there was no way to stop it. All thoughts of doing anything else vanished, and I completely gave in to the kiss.

I think there were a lot of things on this dream, but I remember just one scene:
I was inside a small, square-shaped cyan room, and one wall was replaces by a giant fish tank. There was a giant pipe incrusted in a corner and some fish laying in the floor.

It was creepy, but the thing has turned creepier when the blue one flew into me (I'm sure there wasn't water) and tried to kiss me. I slapped the fish, but he returned and I slapped it again.
That blue fish was quite strange. It looks like a regal tang-colored angel fish.

Well, what do you think it means?

This is the second dream in which this recurring DC, who is implied to be my dream-world husband, appeared.

I am living in an apartment block, very modern, futuristic architecture. It’s implied the place was built by aliens, who happen to coexist with humans in my dream world. The apartment block is one I often find to be my ‘home’ in lucid dreams, in a tropical climate, very hot, the plants massive, waxy and exotic-looking.

I can’t quite remember what I did during this dream, except the part just before I awoke.

I’m on the balcony of my apartment. I’m just enjoying watching the people running around the pool below, some all jumping in at once to flood part of the side of the pool. It looks like a pool party, but I ’m content to just watch them rather than join in.

All the apartments seem to be empty, except one a few balconies along from mine. There’s a figure in the window, but whoever it is isn’t coming out. I’m curious as I haven’t actually seen the owner of this apartment before; I’ve met most DCs who inhabit the block.

I go through my apartment and into the corridor; I see the figure from the window come out of his room, then stop to look at me. I approach him and recognise him from my other dream; as he made a profound impact on me when I saw him in the first dream.

He smiles at me and invites me into his room as if he knows me. I find it odd he doesn’t introduce himself or ask for my name. He’s very attractive, so of course I go into his apartment. I keep thinking it’s odd that he talks to me like he’s known me for a while, when I don’t even know his name.

He pulls me to him and we make out. In between kissing when I look up at him, his face keeps changing. My vision blurs, and his features fuzz over, then come back to clarity, and again go blurry. The dream fades out, and I wake up.

This is the forum post in which I mentioned this series of dreams http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

My girlfriend turns into an evil demon creature and true to utterly destroy me in every way. She glares at me menacingly with a scary look in her eyes and dares me to do something about it. I tell her that I'm still going to look at the good in her and ignore the bad - and in that way gradually transform the effects she has on me. She develops large fangs, her eyes go black and she lunges at me to bite my face off, but I feel love for everyone, her especially, and just before she bites my face off, she is transformed into a beautify girl again and kisses me. I was expecting to die or be maimed, but this is definitely one of the best outcomes.

Now the two of us are waiting for some demonic, hellish creatures to clear out of the upstairs room. It seems like the more still I am, the more things seem to work out favorably. My girlfriend seems to be affected in some way by these creatures, and we can't just go up there and chase them out.

We lay back down in my hammock as we wait.

I wake up in my hammock and it all seemed SO real. Especially since she was next to me. Kind of eerily creepy how real I seemed. Maybe it was, who knows?

I was in some unknown place with some people who felt like family. A guy playing as a "troll" was supposed to be coming for us so we need to hide properly or climb high. There was a sense of fear but at the same time fun. The guy was wearing a mask of sort to signify the troll. In one instance, he was just standing there waiting while we look for ways to create a high but stable tower made of furniture. One was a table and sofa but with wheels so it's not stable. We tried going up after a few tries. I walked around, jumping from ledge to ledge, avoiding the troll.

I was staying with a woman on one of those high ledges. I was worried that somehow I'll lose consciousness and get drunk and have sex with her and then she will get pregnant. (That escalated quickly.) I thought of how I didn't want to be responsible for that and maybe she should get it aborted but worried that we have anti-abortion laws and that some people get really angry about abortion. (Worry and blowing things out of proportion are bad tendencies of mine.) I went out of the place.

I was up on the rooftop of a building after climbing it. I was with some people. It felt a like a continuation of the previous dream this morning where I was climbing a hill in the school. I was with some people who are supposed to be familiar to me but they're faces are not. Friends. While we were chatting about and some are arriving, the building moved, like it had wheels. It was a bus, and we were on the roof. I held on so I don't fall off and event went a bit farther into the center and away from the "rails" of the roof. Some are still sitting in a position that could get them to fall off if the bus makes a turn (due to momentum", so I told them to arrange themselves so they can hold on to something. They don't seem worried, and as we turned, they don't seem to be that much affected by momentum.

There were two guys in front of me who were talking. One of them felt familiar but not sure if he looks like someone I know (Emman); he's dark skinned. The other is fair skinned, and acts a bit childish. He's like a younger Baron Geisler. After a while, they were kissing. I was right behind them, and they were touching my knees. I got turned on and moved my torso closer. I tentatively approached and kissed Emman, wondering if he'll push me off or accept me. He kissed back lightly, but then I became aggressive, so he stopped me and said playfully "Whoa, whoa. Chill." Something like that.

We were walking down the beach at sunset and then night. It was dark. We played around, but no sex, at least not according to my dream. (Maybe it was censored?) I missed them along the process as I went to a different storyline in the dream. Something about jumping over vaults that looked like the blocks of a pyramid (Incan or Mayan, not Egyptian).

I went back to the "roof." I saw Chela there (really her looks this time). We talked a bit, then I heard/saw/felt Emman and Baron. I went to them and kissed them on the mouth casually, which they were fine with. They said something about looking for me. We went back to the "center" of the roof (surrounded by 6-feet walls but has door-like openings on all sides and with no roof). I saw Chela again and she showed me on her phone an app that showed a kiss mark (black background) and two people. I think it was supposed to represent the two guys I was with and that it showed I kissed them. She was playfully asking who they were. I was hesitant but not afraid as I quickly looked (with just my eyes) at the two guys to my left and they slowly retreated, cartoonishly. I didn't know if they're out (even though they kissed in public). I guess I kinda outed them when I looked at them retreating out of the walls. (The place looked like Intramuros).

Notes:

- Afternoon dream (Approx. 5:00 p.m. - 6:30 p.m.)
- Took phenylephrine for the stuffy nose
- Set alarm, but I woke up before the alarm.
- That was weird. I feel that I am very monogamous but this dream with the polyamorous relationship seemed fun and silly, as if I didn't feel any weight while I was in it. I was never in a polyamorous relationship, and I usually say/think I never would be since I'm very selfish and don't want to share my partner (to be).
- I would have thought that I'd feel the same feeling of disgust and worry over the polyamorous relationship as I did with the thought of having sex with a female.

DILD between mini-awakening and WBTB: may have started as FA...I am at the overlook upstairs in my home IWL. I realize I am dreaming and do a float RC. It works a little but I decide on sliding down the stair rail. My wife is asking where I'm going. I tell her never mind. She comes down after me and I may have had another FA but unsure.


Got up a little, had a portion of oatmeal. Went to bed visualizing taking dream actions with each HH and dreamlet but staying "dreamy" WILD: scene forms I'm on an outdoor 2nd floor patio looking down and a college age girl who is looking right up at me. I already know this is a dream. I pull it out. I hear some other DC's and look their way and back to the college age girl is gone. A guy comes looking for something. I direct him to check out the abandoned looking house next door and as I look I become intrigued to check it out as well. There are shoes outside and a suitcase on the patio. I fly over and he follows. Luggage tag is from 1981! Supposed to signify a past trip? No, not my first big overseas trip...too early. Maybe cross country road trip? About right year I think (still not sure). We are under a big wooden outdoor roof like a big open storage area. Other guy is pointing out something like mold in roof that tells him how long the occupants have been gone. I wake while staring up at the minute details of the roof.

NLD highlights: putting out a fire in the palm trees at a college pool party.

Touring a girls alumni. She looks like Katherine Heigl...blonde at first and later brunette. We hit it off, make plans and cap it off with a romantic kiss. Felt like young love.

Catching up on some old dreams from my old Dream Journal:

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This one seemed to be long and complex, but I only remember the end.

I remember waiting for this cruise type ship to arrive. On it were many important people. Finally I saw it pull up. Every one I saw was black.

Later I ended up with the most important person on the ship. He was some kind of prince. He was not black. He had short sandy blond hair and was about 35-40 years old. And he was very nice looking.

Somehow I ended up lucid.

I tried to remember the Task of the Month. I thought it was "to ask a DC a question". So I asked the prince, "So do you know that this is my lucid dream?" He knodded at me knowingly and said, "Ah, yes."

I felt like I needed to ask another question, so I asked, "Do you want to kiss me?"

Next thing I know we are kissing rather passionately, and as we kiss I notice we have less and less clothing between us. I remember rubbing my hands on his bare back. At one point I even wondered if we were having sex. But I was never sure. Funny how that works in dreams.

Then there is an unknown transition. I am trying to get dressed and my foot keeps getting caught in the stretchy material of the shorts I was putting on.

I'm not sure if I was lucid here...or even where the dream went at this point.

I've been injured, and somewhat maimed by machinery or something like that, and just stand there, bleeding and in pain. Suddenly a woman comes out of no where and kisses me upside down. With her upside down, floating through the air, her dark brown hair hanging down below (above?) her. As she kisses me (just a peck) I feel some energy pass from her to me, and heal my wounds, eliminate my pain, and also change my color. I got a lot more tan with each little kiss, and could see the color change spread down my arms and hands. I don't recognize this woman yet, but I feel like I know her.

In this dream I was driving a semi-truck down a wet gravel road. The cab’s side, marker lights were getting covered with dirt, so I pulled over to wipe them off. As I was standing on the passenger side step, above the fuel tank, I noticed my reflection in the passenger door window. I was shocked at how young I looked, and how red my lips were. It seemed like I was wearing lip stick, and that in itself I found very odd indeed. This should have tipped me off that I was dreaming, but it didn’t, so I continued on with cleaning my marker lights.

Suddenly I felt a kiss on my left cheek, and saw my daughter in the reflection off the window. I looked behind me quickly to see her, but she wasn’t there. I looked back at the reflection in the window, and she was there. Then she kissed me again on my left cheek! I said her name, and then looked back, but she still wasn’t there. I was so surprised by this that I immediately woke

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #254: Adobe

I’m driving through a city, looking for some place to park. My dream family is here with me -- a dark-haired woman is my wife, my young daughter is in a car seat in the back, and there’s maybe a 2nd child (a son?) as well. We’re exhausted and homeless, living out of our car. I pull into a parking space next to a hill and sleep for a while. A cop car pulls up soon, though, and we have to move on.

Now we’re driving down a dusty freeway that’s under construction. Workers wander back and forth, while a thick cloud of tan dust obscures my vision. I can barely see 30 feet in front of me and I’m really scared that I’m going to hit someone. A worker walks right in front of the car and I swerve, barely missing him. I’m so afraid that I’m going to kill somebody and I panic myself into…

… a false awakening. I believe that I’m anotherdreamer and that I need to write this dream down before I forget it. My surroundings are alien to me, though, and I’m feeling super lazy, way too tired to get out of bed to journal. Something seems odd, though, and I flow into…

… another false awakening as myself! :canislucidus: I still feel really tired and lazy, but this time since I’ve “really woken up”, I decide to do the right thing and journal. I grab my DJ and walk into the bathroom, but as I’m holding the DJ I notice that the journal isn’t as thick as it usually is. (I keep a pen jammed in it.) I try the nose pinch, blow through, and now I’m lucid. I walk back into the bedroom and my vision dims until I’m in the void.

I rub my hands together, recalling the idea to try a little singing the next time I’m in the void. I sing a line about how “this is a lucid dreeeeeeam” and my voice comes out like half-badass/half-joke rock like Tenacious D. After some more singing and hand-rubbing, my vision comes back and I’m in my bedroom closet. I walk back out to the window and try some air guitar. It’s lame at first, but after a few tries, I hear some distant chords of electric guitar that actually sound pretty good.

I look out through the bedroom window onto a nighttime desert scene. As far as I can see there are rows of adobe buildings lit by neon signs. It looks like fun, so I phase through the window and hulk-jump off the side of the house toward the buildings. I do some mid-air guitar playing during this jump, too, and kind of flail my legs around like I’m trying to do some kind of rock star jump thing. I land between one set of restaurants and buildings on a dusty street, then hop into the air again.

While I’m up in the air, I decide that I want to try summoning Dreamer to hang out at one of these places to talk and pig out on a bunch of dream food. Out loud I say, “Okay, I know we’re supposed to meet here…” and then “Don’t be late!” I nag. When I land, though, the DC waiting there is a woman I don’t recognize, tall and pale with short brown hair, a pierced nose, and multiple piercings on each ear. She starts speaking to me in this really caustic, unpleasant American accent, berating me about my guitar playing.

“Your guitar playing was all bullshit,” says the woman. “That wasn’t even you!” She walks up to me, continuing to scold and complain about my guitar playing, telling me that my playing sucked, etc. I find this pretty annoying but for some reason I don’t think to just leave.

I don’t find this DC appealing, but I decide to turn things around by saying, “There’s no need to be so weird about it. If you wanted to have sex with me, you should have just asked.” As I say this, she takes on a different countenance, her hair darkening, her body growing a little shorter, a little more athletic-looking, and a softer, more attractive face, probably mixed-race. She approaches me and we kiss. We awkwardly lose our balance and do this not-at-all sexy fall onto the road. I make an attempt at escalating things to sexytime, but my vision has faded out. There are a few more seconds of void-kissing before the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #239: Patronus, Part Two

I’m reading a comic book with Wife about spies on a dangerous ocean voyage. There’s a lot of discussion about an acronym MBME and what it means. The meaning keeps changing, which makes me feel vaguely suspicious, but I don’t become lucid yet.

Somehow we become a part of the story and wind up in an RV that we decide is a classroom for my son E. We meet with one of his teachers for a while and at the end of the meeting I start gathering up all of my stuff. Stack of papers. Backpack with my work laptop. Our test iPad from the office. I’m exasperated that I brought so much stuff and left it lying around everywhere, and the whole thing overall feels strange. As Wife and I duck out of the RV, I consider my situation one more time and I become lucid.

We’re outside in a grassy field. I still have the goal of summoning my patronus with Dreamer, which I misremember as wanting to summon the patronus with Wife. “Come here, let’s summon my patronus!” I tell her.

“Oh, okay!” she responds. I take her up in a hug and kiss her for a moment. Then I extend my left arm out and expect a patronus to form.

There’s nothing at first, but I say, “Look, there’s something,” and now there are wisps of silvery, smoky mist flowing from my fingertips. The wisps coalesce into some little critter who leaps to the ground behind a passing DC. I lose sight for a moment and start looking around to see where the patronus has gone.

“Look, he’s so cutie!” says Wife. I turn to find my patronus, a silvery, wispy little bunny, hopping around in the grass under the RV. He turns back to look toward us and his little nose twitches. He returns to nibbling at the grass.



Wife says a couple more things about how cute he is, and I notice that the ground is becoming insubstantial. I think that maybe I rushed around too much in this dream, and it soon ends.