Xanous' Dream Journal

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Bedtime:9:30PM-5:30AM, 6:00AM-10:00AM

Well, we are all sick at my house. I think my wife and son got it the worst. I was mostly taking care of them all evening but we somehow managed to get to bed really decent. I was glad because I felt extremely exhausted and sickly myself. I had decided no WBTB or induction. I would just focus on dream recall. I used a mantra at bedtime to remember dreams. I woke and recorded several until I started getting sick myself. Then it because more difficult because the nausea was so bad. In spite of it all I still had some weak but interesting lucids.

11:00PM
I am riding on some skateboard with a handle to make a scooter. My wife and I rid though a mall and come out the other side. We do tricks and grind on some rails. My skateboard starts looking like a dustpan with a handle as I ride down.


3:02AM
All I remember is what I recorded. Supply run. Zombies.

4:26
I am a child or about 8 or 9 again. I am riding a school bus to go on a field trip. My old friends J and A are there. Even though, I am a child I am still in my current time frame although my awareness is not there. I treasure the moments of friendship and really try hard to be a really good friend to the too of them. I never mention that I was like a time traveler. I keep that to my self.

Later we are walking back to the bus. I am holding hands with my wife. She looks like a child as well. She says how she wishes the bus was empty because she wants to do a little something with me. Then she cracks some sexual joke about my sausage and grabs me. Just then my old supervisor SH walks by. I get embarrassed and hope we don't get in trouble. They act like they didn't hear.

I am feeling really nauseous now after each awakening and fail to record much until later

At some point I visualize healing energy into my body. I am not sure if its just HI or a LD but I see myself lying in bed with shimmering points of light. I am glowing a golden color. I will my immune system to attack any sickness and heal faster. I remember nothing else.

At some point I remember a OBE. I don't know if it was a low level lucid or just a dream about having a lucid. But I transition out of my body and walk into the dining room. The wall looks like an organic inside of a body. I see 4 thick cords running down from wall to floor. I know that if I cut them it will help me feel better. Some how I know that this represent sickness in my throat and will stop vomiting. I pull out a small sword that looks like Sting and cut the cords.

I remember another one much like that last but this time... I transition from OBE and find some other point the represented my bowels. I cut that cord with Sting as well.

Maybe this helped me and maybe this didn't. However, I am not nearly as sick as my wife is. Did I use dreams and visualization to aid healing? Who can tell?

I wake around 5:30am to feed my son. Luckily all went smooth and we both got back to sleep around 6:00am and slept a long time.

Time unknown
I am working on a foam board at work. I am back in PH's department. I have my Galaxy Player (GP) in my pocket listening to Pandora on the wifi. I see several of the women that work there sitting in a line at an adjacent form board. They are doing hand gestures as a sort of dance to the song. I realize the song is a stupid Kesha song and look at my GP. I wonder how they are listen to the same thing as me. Pandora is not an actual radio station. They are all looking at me so I motion to my GP and laugh.
*memory gap*
I use the dragon shout whirlwind sprint (same as focused flying) to zoom down the hallway at work and out the door. I see the colors and hear the sounds just like in Skyrim.

9:51AM
I have an FA and P from work is in my room. We call each other bad names and I tell him to just leave. I am trying to enter some dream on my GP.

I have another FA. I am lying with my eyes closed while listening to my parents talk. Something about they sold a cell phone and now the guy that bought it says its broken. The talk about which plug in to use. From some reason I think they are in the sun room. I want to tell them that one plug stopped working but feel too sick to move. Then my dad say, "I really need to learn to use theee......"

I feel I need to pee so I get out of bed. My mom says, "You need to learn to use the alarm clock." I become startled because her voice is directly behind me. I don't feel I can talk so I just put my hand on my heart and look at her. I can't see because it was dark but I can hear her laughing.

I realize I am back in the house we lived in Luling, Texas. I am standing next to my parents bed. I walk to were my bathroom was and go in. The lighting is bright in here. I see my dad lying on his side in the bathtub staring at me. His throat looks slit and there is blood pooling. I notice he is using a pillow from my current bedset. Startled and annoyed I say, "Well I guess I'll use the other bathroom." When I reach my parents room again I pause and think about what I just saw. I say, "I am still dreaming." I do a nose plug and I think I blow through but it feels a little closed. I want to make sure so I do several more and the last one feels like a clean pass. I rush out of the house because I think of all the scary stuff that happened there. (Supposedly it was "haunted". Long story.) I go out the front door and begin to fly up. But I notice the dream is fading. I hover next to the old Birch tree in the front yard. I rub my hands vigorously and repeat, "I am still dreaming." It's helping some. I try my bicycle DEILD and touch my face some. All feels real. I rub my hands more while biking. Soon I feel like I am lying on my back and doing this in real life. I wonder if my wife is laughing at me yet. That thought was enough to shift my awareness to waking. I hear something and my eyes open.