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Taking the bus home (as I did in high school), some people seem to have fallen asleep, this guy Pedro I met a few days ago while camping IRL is also getting out on the same stop as I.
I offer to walk with him, but he is actually going the opposite direction, towards À-dos-Loucos, so I say bye when he meet his sister or friend and they get in a car. When I start walking back, chaos ensues.
The road and sidewalks are covered in parked cars, people everywhere like there is some demonstration or street fair. I need to get on top of cars trying to find my way out. End up on some underground path where I come across a Mexican John Wick offing a hunch of dudes and I turn around before he sees me, afraid he might want to eliminate the witness. On another tunnel I see an exit but it is guarded by a kind of Robocop looking android, who starts shooting lasers towards everyone on the tunnel. But I yell "stop, don't shoot" and for some reason he does and lets me pass.
When exiting the tunnel I realize I am no longer in Alhandra but some other place with Aztec or Mayan construction. The tunnel actually opens up to a cave with amazing carvings and sculptures on the walls. I slowly become lucid and start floating around in the air to admire the surroundings, then notice something funny: all human faces carved in this South American style engravings look like Arnold Schwarzenegger. As I walk towards the outside and see more monuments with this face, the more clear it becomes it's him and I laugh at the absurdity. Then as I step on open air, the constructions outside change and look now a mix of Mayan/Austrian, slowly shifting towards only Austrian. I find myself in a city with endless streets that looks like Vienna, with palaces in yellow façades as far as the eye can see. One façade is covered chaotically in black bronze horses sticking and hanging out over the street below, with still some Mayan like sculptures in between.
I find myself in front of a larger palace with a patio and a huge black limousine in front that starts driving away. I fly to it to try to see who's inside. The limo is followed by a sports car that I also can't see who's driving, but I'm curious. Is it the Schwarzenegger like guy/god that rules this place or my mind will make up something even more silly? But I can't keep up with the cars. I speed up my flying and still they disappear. Then the road ahead transforms into a live version of a video game, becoming covered in grass and flowers, but with canons popping up from the ground and blasting transparent energy balls towards me, water canons shooting at me and creatures that I don't know if they are friendly or not coming towards me. Then objects that I suppose I should pick up but have no clue what they are and what they are used for.
I get quickly tired of it and get out of the road to the left side towards a cliff. There is some other lady joining me, seemingly curious about what I'll do. I am also not sure what I'll do, but I wanna do something useful with the dream, so I think I'll try to walk on air, to simply put my feet in the void and not fall down. This is something I never did before. The lady tries to discourage me but I ignore her and take a first step. It's so easy, as if there is a glass bridge beneath me. And I keep going. It works perfectly, but at some point the invisible floor starts to feel a bit smooshy, not entirely solid and it isn't easy to walk anymore.
I then realize I'm back over to "Vienna" and below me I see an hotel. It's named Hotel Regence. I decide to go inside and see who's staying in it, but I wake up.

The dream begins with me at lunch in a different school, the dream then switches and I am getting out of a limo on a college campus.

whiterains dream

the first bit i can recal is quite odd. i was going through a town in the past, and people were storing albums in weird places. they were sticking them to the bottom of buildings on the side of the street for safe keeping.

may just have been about how much more trusting people have been in the past and you can leave your door unlocked without worrying kind of thing. one guy rode past some one sticking their album to the wall and kicked sand at it to help it stick. all made sense even though i am thinking to myself did they really do this in the old days?

next i am at a party at home. its more of a dull adults type thing. i wanted to eat some olives so was hunting round my kitchen for something that i can put some on to share with everyone.

our front window has turned into a type of porch. there is some guy next door who pulls up in a massive stretch limo. the limo scrapes down the side of the porch. my mum goes to have a word but comes back saying he just wouldnt talk to her.

i go round there to try to ask him to be more careful of the porch and it turns out he is south african and doesnt speak the best english but is nice enough and he cheerily agrees to be more careful and we shake hands.

the only other bit i remember was just some small talk with guests telling them where toilets are and how to get to the garden where everyone at the party is hanging out

I have been playing zombie games with my boy.

Last night I dreamed I was playing a game where you had to shoot these zombies,
but they looked more like slugs that stand up, which is an idea that a friend of mine
had in waking life. The interesting thing about the game was that there were clouds
that you had to blow on or they would form a dragon.

It was a cheap looking dragon, but I remember at one point, after we had blown the
clouds apart, they started coming back together, and watching them start to form a
dragon was really neat.

--

I was outside somewhere and it was night time. A limousine pulled up by a curb under
a tree where it was even darker. It was an old limousine. The paint had lost all its luster,
and it didn't look like any old limo I've ever seen. It had a grill like a truck on a
tractor-trailer. It was a giant square grill.

Then, the grill opened like a mouth. It was a devil car. The grill opened to reveal another grill
behind it, on which it said something about sex. Super evil. Then the car started to talk with
the inner grill moving up and down so it was more like a mouth. It told some guy that he had
to kill some people or the car was going to kill him.

This guy went into a room where there were a bunch of servers that held information on
people around the world. He started pulling some kind of cards or mother-boards out from these
shelves of servers and destroyed them all. Somehow this translated into killing hundreds of
thousands of people around the world.

Then I saw his boss and some other guy who didn't even seem to care. I thought that they
didn't care because the damage was done and there was nothing they could do about it.

Dream skip:

I'm in a room that is like a museum. I see a ceramic pot that I really like, and it is teetering on
edge because someone placed it incorrectly. I was upset and tried to fix it, but only succeeded
in knocking it over. It fell about 7 feet to the floor and bounced a couple times only barely
nicking it.

(This was a replay of when I was 15 in waking life. I was changing a light-bulb at
McDonalds and it dropped from waist high. It landed perfectly on the top of the bulb--the glass part,
and bounced back up. I had no idea it would bounce, so I didn't have the presence of mind
to catch it, though if I had bent down a little, I could have caught it. Instead, it fell back down
and shattered.)

Anyway, dream skip and I'm in bed with a stranger. This isn't strange somehow as in my dream
this happens a lot. I always snuggle with my partner, but it is not sexual. It is just being close
at night. I kiss her on the forehead and she tells me she doesn't want me to kiss her, so I apologize
and roll over. Her body was still touching me, so I try to scoot over. I tell her that I am at the edge
and can't move over anymore.

--

I'm at my first girlfriends house and she is telling me something. Her dress comes up a little and
she exposes herself a little. I look at her in the eye, but enjoy her accidentally flashing me.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


0:10 GMT – Sleep

The two towers towns
Was having a funny dream about being in this fantasy village in the woods – looked like out of Tolkien’s. On this village there was a big wooden tower and I go to it’s top. From there I can see great distances and detect that there’s another twin town of this one, with a similar wooden tower with the same height. They are like defying each other.
I am sitting on the stairs, looking through an opening on the wall, seeing the villagers down there, the canopy, when a lady appears and I ask her about this other village and the meaning of the towers. She says it’s taboo to talk about it, they just ignore each other to avoid trouble. I find this ridiculous and I want to know more. So I fly down the tower and decide to go to the other town. I take a car and drive there (yeah, dream idiocy).
The other town is surrounded by a fortress and I have to go up a tight zig-zag road to get to its gate. When I arrive there nobody opens the gate, nobody seems to hear me calling. So I go back in the car and fall asleep on the back seat.
Finally at dawn I wake up hearing this guy talking to some girl, outside the car. They are looking at me and wondering what I want. I recognise the guy as being Paulo (a guy I know in RL) but he doesn’t recognise me. He seems unfriendly and upset with my presence and I want to tell him “Hey, it’s me”, but in this context I feel it would sound absurd (I am more or less aware I’m in a dream), so I just stay quiet. He decides to allow me in, but he supervises each step and actually I can’t leave his side for a second. I still have no answers and actually haven’t yet asked any questions, because he is definitely not open to conversations.


6:30 GMT

Meeting a friend
I’m somewhere in a countryside town, surrounded by farmed fields. I have this impression that villagers are not very open or friendly and I just dwell. I then find this group on which I recognize H.E. (a friend I don’t see for some time).
I remember I used to have some funny dreams with him, when we were together in college, on which we flirted [I believe they were shared dreams, because on the next day he would be very smiley to me and even call his real girlfriend my name by mistake, pissing her off big time. LOL. But I never asked him, afraid of looking ridiculous.]
Because he is now working on politics (he is in RL) there’s a bunch of people around him, wanting things from him, wanting to be his friends and so on. I ask him if he can spare some time for his old friend. He is not with much availability but he agrees and we go for a walk. We talk, we fly over what seem to be daisy fields. Then we cross some tiny village streets, with clothes hanging dry, very pitoresque. He needs to go to the toilet and enters some house. I wait outside. I cross and arch at the end of the street and find a road leading out of the village. Then I see a bunch of stray dogs strolling down the road. All is fine, but then 2 or 3 cars are coming and not very slowly and I fear for the dogs, so I run to shoo them. One of them is almost hit, but escapes. Then from behind me a procession of strange animals, looking like dogs and pigs, but with geometric coloured patterns (blue, green, yellow) on their skins pass by. I wonder what is this and I follow them. Passing another arch leading to an entrance to what seems to be a farm, there’s a bunch of kids sitting on the floor, with glue, fabrics, inks and other materials. They are making these animals, like stuffed animals and when they are finished, they become alive and walk around! I find it lovely.
I go back to get my friend to see this and then we join them. I am helping this kid making a big animal that looks like a cute monster. When his head is ready, I put it in front of my face, as if it’s a mask and make funny remarks to my friend, and it almost feels like old times. But then I get into physical affection (as a friend, not with second intentions) and he gets dead serious, not so amused anymore. He is clearly trying not to get too involved emotionally. I guess now he’s taking his relationship with his girlfriend a lot more seriously and he’s afraid we might fall into flirting like old times. I think there was no need to be so worried about it, but that his choice.
I actually start feeling bored and again fall asleep in the dream, but since I am sitting, as soon as I feel the fall, I wake up (in the dream).

Social contrasts
I’m walking to some place and I pass in front of a 5-star hotel, when some handsome middle-eastern filthy rich guy gets out of his limo to go to the hotel. For a moment I feel a bit intimidated of my colliding course with him, but then I think that the sidewalk is still a public place and why should I feel intimidated just because the guy is rich? So I keep moving normally. We pass by each other and the guy actually looks very interested in me, he can’t take his eyes of me. I enjoy his attention, but know that it would never lead anywhere. For him, I might be nice to look at, but not good enough for actually get inside his life. We live planets apart. Still, I feel that this guy is about to say something to me when I hear someone shouting my name. I look around, curious and find that behind this guy’s limo is now a really ugly and old car, full of guys and they are calling me. I don’t recognize them but apparently they are my friends. They ask me if I want a ride, since we’re going to the same place (which I have no clue where it is). I think about this other guy still on hold, looking at me, but I decide to accept their invitation and hop in. I think this will show the guy I'm not really interested in his money.
There’s not really any empty space in the car, so we basically stack on top of each other. I feel amused – there’s this guy alone in a huge limo and here we are in a tiny car like sardines in a can, but in the end I decide this life is so much more fun and rich in experiences!

8:15 GMT – Wake up

To celebrate my hundredth entry, I present my first 'induced' LD.

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!™

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Humble Beginnings (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Barely enjoying my time at the mansion, I chatted with a few acquaintances. The conversation was rather boring, much like our 2D environment. Sickly orange and brown patterned floors sat, pixelated, on the same plane as the dark wood paneled walls. Beyond the room, there stretched an infinite sea of black nothingness. Of course, all this seemed perfectly normal to me in all my 8-Bit glory. That is, until I stopped listening to these dreadfully uninteresting people and started thinking about something more exciting.

Recalling my incredibly recent readings on the phenomena known as lucid dreaming, I ponder how cool it would be to have one. Following that line of thought, I realize. . .

"Holy shit. This is a dream."

With that, my flat world exploded into detail. I could now see that ugly-ass carpet under the long fancy banquet table we were sitting at. Pillars supporting richly flowered vases and sculpted busts sprang into view. I stand up, done with this social nonsense, and leave the room through the open, towering, mahogany doors. The cold, hurt, and surprised stares from the lifeless DCs don't phase me in the slightest.

Soon, I'm outside, but one of the girls has trailed along, seemingly concerned for my well being. Opening the door to the black limo waiting in the street, I look back to her and say, "You wanna get out of here? Maybe stay in a hotel tonight?"

"Sure." She replies shyly, smiling as I let her into the vehicle first. I figured, even if she was a DC, it'd be good practice if I ever dated anyone again.

The limo took off, into the city. My date sat quietly next to me, obviously too shy, or to mindless, to start a conversation. However, that didn't bother me, as I was too busy being in awe of the dream around me. Looking out my window, everything seemed so remarkably detailed. The luminescent lights of the tall buildings and casinos, the reflections playing off the glass, the subtle chill of night, and the complexly intricate side-street corner-markets, all appeared as real as I could have possibly hoped for. All doubt had been wiped from my mind: this Lucid Dreaming thing was the wasp's nipples--so to speak.

Coming to a stop now, the two of us exited onto the sidewalk. The ambient orange glow of the neo-gothic hotel's lamp-lights surrounded us as I approached the bellboy, in his red uniform. Reaching into my pocket, I know I have to procure some kind of payment. Good thing this is a dream. I think to myself as I grasp onto the credit card that wasn't in my pocket a moment ago. Presenting it to him proudly, he takes it un-amusedly and swipes it.

"Ma'am, this card has been rejected." He tells me flatly.

"What?! That's not possible. Swipe it again." I order.

The girl lightly grasps my arm at the elbow, as if she could sense my rising anger, and wanted to pull me from the situation.

Sighing, the bellboy swipes my card again. "Nothing has changed, ma'am."

"Well, fine, how about I give you cash?" I reach into my empty pocket again.

"We don't take cash."

I pull away from the girl. Now, I'm proper pissed.

"The hell?! DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"

Obviously, this idiot didn't know he was my creation, part of my mind. A thing whose existence I could destroy with a mere thought. His ignorance to his unimportance was infuriating.

So much so that it woke me up.