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3/30/14 *!! **

1145to bed, ~130son home, 152wake from LD#1, 202 til 219 DJing awake thinking 257-305still+earplugs 425wake from LD#2 550wake from LD#3. Factors for early LD & 3 in one night=awareness raised by my son coming home. The timing of this early awareness would be best replicated with a DEILD alarm. Plus apple juice maybe 6 ounces and lots of milk with cereal before bed=effect?

I remember being lucid just before so it was either DEILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity...or DEILD attempt ++awareness > DILD > lose lucidity >regain lucidity within same dream for LD#1. In the last part where I regained lucidity I had a terrific experience! I am in my car operating some car elevator that moves a car on or off of a ship. I decide I need to go back and in operating it back down it malfunctions and my car starts falling and falling. The way that I am falling makes me realize that I am dreaming. I begin to fly on my own and I'm above a city with lots of hills, green hills but very built up with so many things going on! I have the feeling that this is a foreign city, a very busy foreign city. There are not usually so many things going on in my lucid dreams. I see the word Hacienda on a sign. I think to look for more words and landmarks and see "lower level" in the stadium section of seats and I hear the crack of a bat hitting a
baseball... It's a baseball stadium! But I flew by it so quick and the stands are set up very unusually as if each section was separate and not immediately congruent to the baseball field. I keep going and I start thinking of looking for something to examine close up. This place is so green and I'm swooping around at quite a speed. Green hills within the city and DCs everywhere I am just amazed at all of the graphics processing of my brain but realize that the resolution is more like a great video game than HD reality. I find this house on a hill top and see a sexy woman. Another woman says a warning to the sexy woman and she runs inside and I try to follow but I stay bigger than the small area I'm trying to enter, it is staying small like it was in my view from up above. It is as if my brain did not correct the size when I swoop down to this house or it is as if this was always a miniature world and I a flying giant. Anyway, I try to approach the
woman but she won't stop running and screaming so I grabbed her gently like a giant grabbing a miniature dollar something looking at her, she is very cute. I start taking off her clothes but my fingers are so big I feel like King Kong with the damsel but more frisky I guess. She does not seem to mind anymore! I carefully pinch my forefinger and my thumb together several times until I can grab a piece of the fabric of her blouse and pull it away. I am very curious and I find that underneath she is wearing a black and white striped bra and I repeat the same steps to remove it. I start fading back to bed trying a quick DEILD but I seem to be at the end of that REM cycle and I can hear my son on the phone so I get up to see what is up. I lay back down and attempt to induce my wife into an LD by telling her that she is dreaming. 127

LD#2 is a WILD attempt where at first I think I'm just getting a dreamlet of a bank scene but as it continues I realize that is a full fledged dream that I'm completely inside of and I am in the bank with a gun, an automatic gun and apparently I am robbing a bank for some reason . It sounds like fun so I continue with the scenario. Some hero from the bank is running around trying to mess me up and I start firing the automatic weapon chasing him around the bank with the bullets and after about 20 plus rounds of bullets the gun jams up. The scene fates into very intricate grid pattern. I have gotten good patterns before I always find it fascinating but this one was more intricate than I remember previous ones being. Like I was in the movie Tron or something. It is also kind of similar to floating through space but instead of stars there are lines everywhere and I just enjoy it until I eventually fade back to bed. 128

LD#3 I can remember the beginning of this dream quite well , the non-lucid part. There is a female cop on the run for something that she didn't do. There is a Native American cop like reservation police who is looking for her and feels that she is innocent and wants to help her. He calls out for her as he is standing several feet from his truck and the truck starts rolling away. It rolls over a fence and is heading towards his partner as he runs after it . It knocks his partner in the head with a glancing blow and he falls to the ground but there are more wheels to follow and one runs over his head, gross! I cover my eyes a little bit and now this whole thing is playing out like a movie. The Native American cop witnesses his partner's head being ran over and vomits a bright green fluorescent colored vomit! I think to myself "I didn't need to see that...that didn't need to be part of the movie!" I seem to wonder about the color of the vomit perhaps
semi-lucidly. I feel myself back in bed and there is a heavy weight on top of me. I recognize this feeling and stay calm. I decide that it is a woman on top of me even though she feels more heavy then the average woman. I make a few thrusts upwards in an intercourse motion and I am able to mentally reorient myself to where I am on top of her and fully in the dream. I am on top of a beautiful sexy woman and we proceed to have sex until I fade back to bed. 129

A couple of key points that I noted in my dream journal were that I was staring at the back of my closed eyelids and as images formed I would look past them like the way you might stare off into the distance. It felt like a key to dealing with HI's and dreamlets. This was used in my WILD attempt.

3/27* I wake up from a non lucid dream where I saved a baby but the baby was partly unconscious but the father was already assuming the worst and heartbroken and I could not get him to look at the eye movement of the baby as proof that she would survive. I am able to convince the mother who comes up running. I have this feeling that I was lucid earlier perhaps in the dream before this one and I think was I flying? No I don't think so. And then I remembered it involved having sex with my wife! I remember this while I was reading the above dream in my bedside dream journal! It all started coming back to me! I realize that it is easier to forget a lucid dream especially earlier in the night when you have regular dreams follow it and your recall is not the best. Heck I forget things from waking life. I won't go into full details but someone had just left the room and my wife's mom or my dad I think was the one who just left the room. I feel like I am
probably dreaming but not as sure as usual for some reason and there's also danger of that person coming back in. I do the nose pinch and I can breathe through but I wonder if I really close my nose and I decide to look at my hand and at first I think it looks normal but then I definitely count six fingers. I proceed to have quite a time with my wife and we do a number of things that we don't commonly do and a lot of interesting things happen that don't quite make sense but very enjoyable. I am leaving out the details for obvious reasons but the sexual experience lasted maybe 4 minutes I would say, so not the longest LD. I fade back to bed. 126

One more note of interest to myself at least...the next night waking up on March 30th I had a dream involving something like 40% of the details of my evening out that very night! I usually find that the connections are a little harder to make between the residue and the dream content.

It is one of my old LD's I experienced a few months ago
Non lucidly, it was began in a workplace
I worked here , and my priority is some jobs like taking big things to another places and machines, papers etc
they said they will kill me if I leave And I acknowledged that I will never be able to get out of there
I felt a little bit desperate but It was ok, I was thinked that I will plan something to break out then it will be ok
around a half an hour later I see another worker having something like a stroke, or heart attack
he falls on the ground I go there and watch as he dies, a horrible expression on his face was terrifying and his skin color changed to yellow (like if he had kidney problems)
and he bleed from different points of his head ,Idk
A few people cried ,I was shocked
Then I back to work ,trying to forget what I've seen.
Then the boss says "You can go home, son."
I was pleased , and everything was lovely once again
so I packed up and gone out from this weird white place
This place were near to my town and I knew where am I
I see that other white clothed workers are going home on the same way.
And then I saw my old classmate, ran to him and asked whatsup
we spoke to a min
but then I saw the northern lights, it was like a speeded up timelapse

I became Lucid
Checked the hands , done, and I was in full controll: I was able to fly perfectly
so I did then there was a minute of blackout ,I was non lucid for one minute
then I gained my lucidity back
I was still floated in the air
then I saw a girl ,motocrossing
I followed her
and started to throw things at her with the force
its no good, she wasnt stopped but got more speed
and I got more rapid , and then I threw her into a facility
Everything was broken but the motocross girl was still on the run
so I grabbed her again, and slammed her through the iron wall
Then the dream changed, from night to dawn
and She was laid on the ground , I heard her crying but didnt gave a ...
Then I was gone to a house looked like home
I checked myself...
And my p3nis was black
then the dream ended

Writing this late in the day so nearly the entire dream is gone. There were actually three though, and the middle one was a false awakening (which seem to be becoming more common) wherein my roommate was walking around the room in the morning and playing loud music (which he would never do while I was asleep). I vaguely recall something to do with spy work but that's about it. I'll post more if I remember later but I doubt I will.

I reviewed my LD journal to find what triggered me to do a RC, or to just “know” I was dreaming. I broke the findings into 4 categories
1. “Felt Like a Dream”: In these cases I did a RC because the environment felt dreamlike, even though there was nothing out of the ordinary going on.
2. Emotion: In these cases I was having an emotional reaction to a situation in all instances it was one of the following that triggered the reaction: Surprise, Confusion, or a combination of the two.
a. Confusion can be viewed as an opposite to interest, and serves as a signal to the self to inform the viewer that they cannot comprehend what they are looking at, and confusion often necessitates a shift in action to remedy the lack of understanding. Confusion is thought to stem from uncertainty, and a lack of one's expectations and knowledge being met
b. Surprise functions as a disruption of current action to alert a viewer to a significant event. The emotion is centered around the experience of something new and unexpected, and can be ellicied by sensory incongruity.
3. RC Habit: In these cases I simply did a reality check out of habit.
4. Remembering being awake before the dream: All of these cases were WBTB occurrences.

I tracked every event where I became lucid, or did a RC and didn’t become lucid. (*Note: Technically I could put “Felt Like a Dream” and “Remembering being away before the dream” into the Emotion category because both of those would cause some level of surprise or confusion.)

*I should also note I have never been successful at using the WILD technique, nor can I regularly use WBTB because I have issues falling back to sleep after being awake for more than 10 minutes.*

So for someone who uses DILD techniques (RCs, Mantras, Visualization, Meditative Visualization, etc.) I have found the overwhelming majority of my LDs were triggered by a response to Confusion and/or Surprise. I believe that confusion and surprise tend to triggers a cognitive response which naturally initiates involvement of the conscious mind.

Example: I have many instances where my reflection in a mirror has triggered lucidity. So, in all of these cases I look at myself in mirror. Something is noticeably different with my appearance, of which I am intimately familiar. I am surprised, confused, or both by seeing something that is not what I expected. My conscious mind activates to try to figure out why my reflection doesn’t match my expectation of how it should appear. It tries to find a reason to explain the discrepancy. With my consciousness elevated in that moment, and my current understanding that I could be dreaming at any time (questioning reality during my waking hours), I ask myself if this is a dream and do a RC. I am now lucid.

To use this with my “Text Search” experiment I would have to have an emotional response to the lack of text in my dreams. So far my dream logic has gotten the best of me and I am not surprised by the lack to text. I know this is because 98+% of the time, in real life, I pay little attention to text unless it is in my current interest to read it. In my dreams I have little to no interest to read any text. This is similar to doing RCs out of habit. I have been doing RCs, out of habit in real life, for almost 10 years. Yet I have only had 4 instances where I have done a RC in a dream out of habit.

So, if it is the emotional reaction which triggers the rational mind to engage in an attempt to figure out why the current situation defies current expectation....how and I turn this to my advantage?

Last night's theme was my siblings and I as kids again b'awwwww

Dream 1 - Good Times Part I
So real quick uhhhmmm last night I dreamed my siblings and I were young again and the family was moving so we had to sort through all this old stuff in back rooms. A lot of it was bringing back memories of some of the business work we did for dad and stuff, which was interesting. I think we were all surprised how much we'd gotten done over the years.

And then alsooooo there were tide pools or creeks or somethin' in the floor with load of minnows in 'em, ranging from the tiny little guys that're impossible to catch to some big ones that were chilling all relaxed. I picked up one or two of the big ones 'cause they're so fascinating and stuff and they were perfectly cool with it. So that was a nice dream.

Dream 2 - Good Times Part II
I fell back asleep after that, and the setting was about the same, but now we were in the 1319 church auditorium. I don't remember too much about what happened there, except I had Spiderman powers and if I held my hand in that classic Spiderman hand pose I could shoot a web out. The web was super elastic, so it seemed to have about the same physics as one of those weird grappling hooks that pulls the person up after it attaches to something. So I had a lot of fun just shooting web at the ceiling and then bein' launched up there and clinging to it.

I also tried launching myself off the ceiling using two webs as a sort of makeshift slingshot. Looking back the physics were totally wrong but it worked exactly as expected. So that was fun.

i'm standing in the back of my truck thinking of jumping out and doing a tuck and roll to impress some people. but in stead i wreck into a fire hydrant and fly through the air into a supermarket I do a tuck and roll but end up five feet in the dirt. so I come back up with blinding speed and run around the supermarket like a crazed baby superman. I then run outside and run into a friend of mine and we pick p some guys truck and play catch with it!

why am I having dreams like this?

I'm jogging down the beach, it's very cold and I regret I'm not wearing something warmer, so I try to go faster to fight the cold.
The sand is wet so it is very heavy to run and my legs start to be tired and THEY decide to stop. I don't want to stop but MY LEGS do and I'm very upset, as I'm far away from home, and stopping in the middle of nowhere does not seem a good idea.
I can't move, so I start to look around and then to the sky. It's Midday, but the Moon is very visible and I notice it starts to spinning, showing those parts we can't see in the reality. I'm aware I'm living something very special and I say myself that this is why my legs stop to run. To show my that weird scene.
Then Moon seems to become bigger, but I'm sure it is not because it is approaching the earth, it is just because it is becoming bigger. Simple like that.
Suddenly waves become higher and reach my feet. It's very cold now, and I still can't run, neither simply walk. I start to be worried, and in the meanwhile a dense fog envelops me.
I try to sight the moon, but I cannot see it, and the fog hides the light of the sun too.
A cold wind comes and fights the fog. It's a very fight, with a lot of shadows showing and disappearing at times, as sun and moon are very bright now. Hope someone else can see it and says everyone to stay at home. I pray my sister is home with my nephew.
Wind and shadows are like a sheet wrapping me and then letting me free. The cold sheet touches my sides, and my legs, and my arms, and I shiver.
Still can't move. At once I feel a warmer touch, but it confuses itself with other touches, colder and annoying. Suddenly the warmer touch becomes two ardent hands, grabbing strongly my sides and slipping to my belly and someone is behind me, shielding me from the wind and kissing my neck. I feel VERY good and excited, and I lean my body on the body behind me. But it suddenly disappears and I fall in the cold water.

I woke up with goosebumps, without any duvet on me, and very cold...
I often dream about a kind of sheet wrapping around me. It always bothers me, as it hides something very bad that could harm me to death somehow.

Date: 3/31/2014 (Mon)
Total sleep: 6.5 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10:30 pm
Dream 1 Title: (Fragments)
Dream 1: I am standing in my back yard, near my house. There is about 2 inches of water surrounding my house from the cement of the basement to about 4 feet out. I can see a lot of brown leaves submerged under the water. My daughter is near me and I tell her we are going to have to rake those leaves out of the water. I feel very annoyed with having to rake and worried that we will get water in the basement. Later in the dream I am a federal agent. I am in some kind of government building with many large windows.
Dream 2 Title: Opening a new store
Dream 2: I am standing in the parking lot of a convenience store. It is very run down. I know my parents own this store. (It strongly reminds me of a store near a house where I used to live.) I go into the store and many of the shelves are bare. I am annoyed that my parents have not kept the store well stocked and they have let it get so run down. I walk up to the counter and see a box which contains books of matches. They have a price of “$.03” (It was text and I could read it). Again I am annoyed because I know they are losing money because they are selling the matches at cost. I walk out of the store and I am in a much larger parking lot (which reminds me of Lincoln Plaza before they updated a few years ago). There are many people standing around. I sit on a low wall and see my friend John sitting nearby (childhood friend). He is wearing a long black trench coat over a suit. I realize I am dressed in a similar fashion. I feel tugging at my jacket and look to see my mother standing next to me. She is trying to remove a box of Kraft macaroni and cheese from my coat pocket but it is stuck. Suddenly I remember she had asked me to bring her that box. I pull the box out of my pocket and hand it to her. I stand up and walk over to a crowd of people who are gathered around a billboard. I push through the crowd to get a better view. A man to my right (short pudgy man with a crew cut) gives me a dirty look, but I ignore him. I can see the sign. It is vividly colored with reds, yellows, whites, and blacks. I see a picture of a large cartoon dog wearing a red and white leather jacket. Below him are large words. I don’t read the words but I know they say “Big Dog Store”. I know that this is the name of my parents’ new store. I now have memories that my parents have shut down the old store and built a larger, much nicer, store and this is their new advertising billboard. There is a building to my right. I go in. It is a large lecture hall. I know that I am taking a class her. I sit down next to a very slim young woman. She has brown straight hair, a bit longer than should length, and is wearing a long yellow dress. She is an average looking woman but when she turns and smiles at me I suddenly find her very attractive. She asks me a question (I can’t recall what it was) and I reply (can’t remember this either). I loot to my right and my friend John is there. I poke his arm to get his attention and ask him if he has any gum. I want some mint gum to freshen my breath because I plan on kissing the young woman. He hands me a pack of gum in a blue package. The dream fades and I awake. My new alarm, which has a slowly brightening light 15 min prior to my actual alarm, woke me gently.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 3; D2 = 9
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2; D2 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Annoyance, worry, more annoyance, general happiness
Dream Signs: Water doing damage, childhood friend, locations that remind me of past places, parents owning a new business, going to kiss a woman I don’t know
Notes: Took melatonin and magnesium last night. I am very happy with my new alarm clock. The gently brightening light awoke me about 4 minutes before the actual alarm (which is set to nature noises) went off. I had no issue with remember the dream. I am adding some meditation combined with visualization and mantras prior to sleep. I will see if this helps. During the day, yesterday, I actually attempted to take an afternoon nap, but just couldn’t fall asleep. I also attempted WBTB on Saturday & Sunday mornings, but just couldn’t fall back to sleep.
Text Search Experiment: (Day 8) Continue to search text daily. I am losing confidence in this method. I actually saw a bit of text in my dream last night and could read it clearly. I find that dream logic is preventing me from even noticing the lack of text in my dreams.

One fragment of a dream there was se totalitarian state that used chips to keep track of their citizens and also to listen in on them. I was looking for my brother or a friend, and I suspected he had been there, but did not know for sure. I infiltrated the country pretending to be sepne else and had se excuse for the authorities. I was shocked when they added the chips to me.

In anothe fragment I was traveling by train, and someone got killed. It was clear one of the passengers was not who they pretended to be. Was it one of the passangers who were important people? My boss incestigated the murder. He came to one passangers and asked him to adjust a wall clock. It turned out he asked that to figure out whether he was left handed. Upon figuring that out my boss called him sinister, joking, but it was clear thisade him more of a suspect in my boss's mind. I thought he was just prejudiced against lefties, started defending the guy, and revealed that I am a leftie. Only then did I remembers boss was a physicist, and the murder weapon was a knife, and he must have figured out that the murderer was left handed based on the knife's position. And I had just put myself higher on the suspect list.

00:00 Monday 2014-03-31

00:30 bedtime a bit late

06:30

only vague impressions of dreaming about dreaming, not even a fragment, disappointed in this.

07:30

Well, I got back to sleep pretty quickly, yay

+ running down a hill (Cn. Blvd.) it is a dirt road. Wife as narrator says "the people here are only here for exercise" (I think as opposed to a spiritual purpose), I'm running fast, I pass a group of several men, I'm going high speed, I think they're chasing me, I skid around the big corner and almost fly off but keep to the road. I want to look behind me but don't because I'm going so fast I can't risk a look. Later I sneak up on the group with their leader, think about taking him out with super powers, maybe flying away

+ in a rest stop, trying to get a bottle of water from a little closet area lots of other people, I say "I'm just trying to get my bottle of water" so is everybody else. There are lots of people reaching, I see lots of bottles, I look for the one with my initials on it, I think I find it but I'm not sure. I see the letters but they're not 100% clear. Then there are two ice machines. I'm getting ice and water in my cup, they're up above my head.

I'm returning to sit at a table with some teen boys, I hear a comment they make as I'm approaching the table and they comment on it, saying I have super hearing, I say that's every parent's job.

+ Standing in line with family, next to some woman. My fingers keep getting entangled in her hair, over and over again. I'm apologetic. We're bumping up against each other. I don't engage since my wife is right there. The woman gives up and lies down next to her friends and says something about "missed opportunities."

+ FAs in room. First FA there's a woman there and lots and lots of garbage that needs to be cleaned up. Sleep again, FA and the room is clean, I'm glad I slept again as I didn't have to do the cleaning. Black guy is there I feel warmth and friendship with him, I reach to shake hands it turns into a hand-clasp, and we hold it for a long time, should I bring him in for a hug? I think we do.

Try to get back to sleep, distracted by noise, light, movements, daydreaming. Gathered my will and relaxed, got some images, alllllllllmost made it back to sleep, dozed lightly perhaps, but no dreams, checked time, 09:30, time to get up.

9 days dry now. Need to somehow change attitude.

This is one of my earliest dreams, and i was probably about 5 or 6 years old at the time, very young, but this dream has never faded from memory at all.

It takes place in a very old shop in my hometown, Evisons. In reality the shop sells working attire, school uniforms and camping equipment. However in my dream it is some weird museum, with nothing of particular interest, aside from a coat of arms, this big suit of armour which was posed as being seated in the middle of the room at this shop, which took place on the first floor at the front.

Curiously, i begin to take layers of armour off, layer upon layer, until it reached the size of an action man, i removed the final layer to reveal my dad, in minature, who seems quite angry and is shouting and hollering as he runs around the room, blaming me for minaturising him.

30.03.2014

Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of an educational facility, and apparently, there’s a news station crew that broadcast that it’s dangerous to try and enter a certain room because criminals are inside of it. I had the intention of going into the office way before this announcement, but now, whatever plans I had were delayed.

The “criminals” come out, and there’s an outbreak. People are screaming, panicking, and running for their lives. I can’t really see the criminals that well, because everything felt like a rushed blur, but the dream shifts to where I eventually get outside.

There’s a balloon giraffe that’s probably 300-500 in the air, and as for the actual height, at least 50 feet or so.

It apparently has the ability to summon large light green squares, and can mentally break them apart into smaller cubes, and they’re all being directed to me. This ends up being a dream where I just run for my life, trying to use whatever I can in the environment while gradually developing an escape plan, other than to wake up.

I can feel my back tingling constantly in this dream, and even though it gets annoying, along with the head pressures, it helps a lot with avoiding the green cubes. I already know I’m at a major disadvantage since the floating giraffe can move about anywhere, and can get a quick aerial view of where I could be at. I couldn’t cover large distances, so my general tactic was to hide in buildings while peeking to see if the giraffe is off looking at me in the other direction.

But it seems that as long as the giraffe can locate me, the green squares’ composition can be manipulated to fit into the tightest corners, and then swoop in to try and inflict damage to me. Speaking for damage, I’m pretty sure I was attacked several times, but I didn’t really feel any pain.

The adrenaline, and other surging tendencies prevented me from noticing this. Maybe I knew it wouldn’t be something as dangerous, but it’s hard to know if I would be aware of that in the circumstance I was in. The giraffe’s composition was nagging, and this made me realize why this giraffe may exist within the dream.

I felt as if I was having to deal with a projection of how I conceptualized someone’s over-inflated ego. And because the visage of the giraffe was stationary, correlating its attacks at me, while it portrays no emotion whatsoever, since it’s a balloon, makes things pretty intimidating.

I speculated on whether or not the same individual I engaged in discussion with in waking life was either a Sociopath to remain calm, and yet still be so aggressive at the same time without even knowing that they’re being so in the first place. Building after building, and crashing into so many random items and resources, I finally get some breathing time.

I took that time to speculate why I haven’t woken up as yet, especially when all the rushed surging of adrenaline was so overwhelming. I guess what helped sustained me within this dream was that I was fluctuating between going into a dream body, and then just viewing what was happening if things were too overwhelming. It’s hard to describe, it’s almost as if I wanted to see how this dream would turn out, despite of its nonsensical nature.

After a while, it seems the giraffe isn’t going to win this hunt, so it decides to turn into what seems to be a godly entity. And I swear he looks exactly like the Advice God meme:

He has a built chest, and is wearing white robes that seem to move around like smoke. He continues to use the green squares, keeping his distance away from me. I continue to play this game of chase and run, realizing that he’s obviously not here to kill me, but rather to intimidate me, and wanting me to respond to his random queries.

But then again, I don’t think it would’ve been wise to stop someone that turns into a giraffe to hunt you down in the first place. I’m now in a building, and I reach the top floor, and it almost feels as if it’s some kind of public school in New York, or some kind of area where there’s mostly dull colored buildings.

The flooring consists of a checkered tiling with dark gold and dark brown, and there’s all sorts of papers and fliers. The entity starts creating winds to swoosh into the area, and now he’s augmented his size so much that I can see his whole eye extend probably up to 20 feet just from me looking at the window. He asks me at some point,

“Why don’t you believe?”

I get confused, trying to strip away the obvious reasons why he would ask me this. After this, I believe I woke up at some point. After going back to sleep, I’m now in a building, except it seems like a mix of a laboratory, and a disco dance floor, exceptt with white tile flooring and walls, and no disco ball. There’s an entity wearing a fancy suit, and had a body composition similar to what you would see in Team Fortress 2’s Spy (never played the game by the way).

Except his suit is black, and he just has an expression, despite wearing a mask, that makes me feel really bad for this guy. I don’t know what it is in particular, but something irks me about him.

I think I was going to declare generalizations on nihilism to him. But what would be the point of telling a spy that his objectives have no inherent meaning?

Get it? Get it? Geeeeeet it? Okay, enough cracking existential nihilism jokes.

After avoiding conversation with the guy, it seems I’m headed for an elevator nearby, and it’s really an open elevator where you can see some of the gears and metal bindings. OH, there was another dream shift before this I think where I'm Roxas, and I'm trying to run away from the giraffe, or the godly entity, can't remember who.

After that, I can’t remember what happens next.

Hmm fell back asleep and had a nicer sort of a lucid, although I'm tempted to call it low-level lucidity since I was so immersed in the dream and yet using dream powers... but the exploration of dream powers was super nice so 8>

Lucid #7 - Condensed Milk Run
Finally a dream with a straightforward title. Guess that means it's one of the more rational ones I've had...

... OR IS IT the dream starts out with my mom, dad, sister, sister's boyfriend, and some stranger and I all eating cake in the 1319 backyard together. The cake itself is so big it's essentially the dinner table, and we're all sitting around it at various spots just eating it with forks.

Unfortunately it's not the best cake ever; whoever made it definitely made an excellent attempt, but we still find fault with it. So Dad tells me to go up the street to the CVS and get some condensed milk.

I'm still sort of lucid so I'm happy to oblige so I can have a chance to try out dream powers; I fly overtop our house, land on the sidewalk, and start to make my way up the street.

I start experimenting with a new way to fly: I hop up in the air, and then sort of skim forward somehow. I'm really moving, and the speed feels great, but as I'm going forward I'm also drifting back down to the ground as well, and finally I land. I decide to try again, this time thinking "What if there was less gravity?" ... now my initial leap carries me a fair bit higher, and I can really feel the weightlessness; I start skimming forward, just as fast as before, and make it all the way up the street. I end up passing the CVS and skid to a stop when I land; it takes me probably like 10 feet to come to a complete stop, and it feels great.

(I love this kind of flying. I think it's the same I did in my dream where I was part of the alien-dinosaur resistance hehehe, I forgot to try to revisit it though. Puttin' that on my dream powers list.)

So I enter the CVS and a clerk helps me find the condensed milk; it's in a fridge just standing by itself against the end of an aisle. He's super helpful and takes out the condensed milk to show it to me. There're two types in a bottle with a wrapper: half of it is mixed with lemon juice, the other half is just regular condensed milk.

By this time I've realized I don't have money to pay for it. Dad completely failed to give me any cash. For a moment, part of my mind reminds me that it's a dream, I can do whatever I want, I could take the condensed milk and leave, nobody would be able to stop me—but that train of thought is utterly overruled by a different decision-maker in my brain. I choose instead to use the psychic poke technique, where I stick two fingers into someone's mind and concentrate on what I want them to believe or do.

So I try it on him, trying to give him the idea that he should just give me the condensed milk for free, as a gift. He seems perturbed by this train of thought. It seems he's pretty dedicated to his job, because the idea doesn't stick the first time. Also, there're four or five people who all seem intent on getting help from him, and they're all just sort of standing by in a semi-circle around him. I have to move somebody out of the way to get up front, close by him again, and I try the psychic poke again.

This time he's slightly more convinced, but before giving the milk to me he decides to do something in the back of the store.

I don't think I was lucid by this time. I remember Mom showing up in the store to tell me about a game I was supposed to play with Ben in the back of the store.

I head back there, go through a door and head up some stairs, and suddenly I'm playing a video game. It's like the video game's world was existing in a 3D space, and I just walked into it and was suddenly playing it.

It was some sort of Final Fantasy fighting game. The characters I remembered were Sephiroth (who I played as/was for a short time, and having that frickin' long sword was awesome), and Cloud/Zack. When you chose to play as Cloud, initially Zack would show up lugging a young, comatose Cloud over his shoulder. I was like "I thought I chose Cloud" but yeah Zack was just there to drop him off. And Cloud would get better and stuff. Like, grow up and turn into normal, Advent Children Cloud. Good times.

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I've gotten into a good habit of thinking about my dream while I'm still waking up, just sort of automatically musing on it and trying to remember it. This time, it took me sort of a while to realize that the dream I was musing on was new, and not just a continuation of the one I'd had a couple hours back. So that was cool.

Taking the bus
I'm walking towards a bus. It's the first time I've used it, and I'm somewhat anxious about it. I have a brick red RFID fare card still in a plastic baggy. A conductor is walking around outside the bus directing people. I see RFID readers in a number of places; I wave my card nearby one of them and it beeps. I board the bus.

Now I'm inside. The bus has a long gentle curve. I'm standing in the middle of the curve, and I can't see the front or back of the bus. Seats along the outside of the bus are facing inwards; most of the bus is empty space. Everything is very sleek and shiny, looking very "futuristic."

Now I'm at work. It's the end of the day, and I'm talking on the phone with my wife arranging how I'm to be picked up. We hadn't considered that the bus wouldn't actually drop me off at the house but rather at a nearby bus stop. She'll have to load the kids into the car to come get me from there.


Revolving doors
I'm spending time with my friend Peter. He's showing off his college project, an improved automatic revolving door. It's got hand rails on the revolving part that people can "click;" once the bar has been clicked, the floor will vibrate to let people know it's time to leave the revolving door and walk into the building proper. It's also got a new "smart" floor that automatically adjusts itself so that it always works well, even when it's on a boat. I ask him about whether he'll be able to sell the design, since he did it as a school project; he replies that some companies he's worked with in the past have volunteered to help build the prototype, and that he may or may not sell the design later. I notice he seems a bit cagey about the topic. While we've been talking, we've been walking around and around and around.


The buffet
I'm going through a buffet line behind my parents and my wife. Somehow I've arrived late; they're already nearly done, and the conference will be starting again soon (though no one is quite sure when). I hope they give us sufficient warning. My wife advises me to get a bunch of food in my bowl and take it to the conference hall now, since I probably won't have time to finish out here. I put some Chicken Tagine on one side of my bowl and some desert on the other side. I'm not happy about their mixing, but there aren't any plates available and I don't want to try to carry two bowls. Mom points to the tagine and asks what it is; I tell her the main ingredients, though I tell her she'll have to ask my wife about what's in the sauce.


Fragments
I'm leaving a parking deck.

I'm wandering around a grocery store.

29th
Morning - I had a flash of SOMETHING but I couldn't quite make it out.

Evening Nap - IWL I had just watched "Gravity." GREAT movie; I highly recommend watching it. Most certainly had an affect on my dream but don't let the following keep you from experiencing the movie.

I was flipping end over end in space with no way to stop my rotation. The blood was rushing to my head, wreaking havoc on my equilibrium. I was flailing my arms around cause that was the most I could do, panic. and BAAM I woke up jolting backwards. Startled my Girlfriend :/ .. SORRY.

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30th
Morning - Nothing to report