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Went to bed at 00:15, Woke at 04:40, BTB at 05:20 with tACS electrodes on (and set to go with a time delay of 80 mins and activation for 6 mins->1 sec on,2 sec off at a subsensory level). Had a hard time trying to fall asleep due to stress. When the tACS went off for the first time I was still marginally awake but at the second activation I drifted off. I realized I was faintly seeing my hands in flight position over tall grass. I concentrated on my hands and gradually it got clear - still I was not there completely. I continued to fly, then landed and walked to a wooden house. Inside, there were shelves with toys. I picked up and admired some of them but still was not there completely. I had that familiar feeling of being half in bed - half in the dream. I opened the wooden roof and climbed up floor and I was in a modern apartment. Went out and I was finally fully in the dream - clear and live image! I was in a modern city road and decided to fly with the parachute control technique. It didn't work as good a the previous time thought... I took off and flew between the blocks of flats having some difficulty, and after a while I landed again and starting running and jumping in order to fly - superman style. Not much success with that either and then I entered a downward going tunnel. I walked down the tunnel, when at the exit I saw a giant octopus! I immediately turned around and walked the other way, but at the other exit there was another giant octopus!

I said: I will change the scenery and appear at the forest of Peru. I closed my eyes, I heard a snapping sound and immediately i started hearing forest sounds. I was happy with this but right after that I was in bed and a FA took place with my kids and wife, before I actually woke up, quite happy for my first lucid after a long dry-spell ! (and possibly the first tACS induced - although it might have been the long WBTB that made it happen, we'll see... )

I was at work sitting down prepping something. Things were just a tad out of place but nothing seemed unusual to me in that regard. I did get a feeling like it might be a dream through so I went ahead and did the nose pinch RC and when a little air came in I knew I was dreaming. *That was my first ever successful RC.*

I didn't really have a goal set up so I thought why not have sex? I went to a empty work area and was thinking since no one is here I should just make someone appear. I picked a woman I like from work. I close my eyes and then open them and she appears in good form.

I proceed to get her half naked and carry on with the task. In feeling and appearance the dream started to fade a little so I closed my eyes and reopened them to better visuals but the feeling was still weak. I was losing lucidity at this point and the dream transitions to a normal work dream.

I'm now back in a work area and am given a few work tasks. I get bored and start walking around. I know I'll get in trouble for slacking off if I get caught but still take the risk.

I sneak out of work and go to a automotive shop across the street to hang out with people I apparently know who work there. Me and some other people sit at a desk in the shop just talking when a professional lady walks in and sits next to me. My hands suddenly seem wet and sweaty for no reason.

The lady goes to shake my hand and freaks out when she touches the sweat. I think geez I need to wipe my hands off before shaking someones hand like that. She starts caking on disinfectant (lol) and I make fun of her for overreacting. She opens a door and starts washing her hands with a hose I guess to rise off the disinfectant. Water pours out into the parking lot and freezes into ice. A car comes speeding up, hits the ice and crashes into the building.

When checking the wreck out I see across the road people from my job are coming back from lunch break. I think oh shit I have got to get back to work before I get caught.

As a new member, I'm going to put up some older lucid-based dreams on here. I have been recording for my own amusement since 2001, and a few random lucid moments occurred during that time. I will put up the lucid dreams I had thus far.
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I just had THE most realistic dream ever. I am wide awake and I have to write this down.

I was drifting off to sleep. It hasn't happened in a while, but when I was in college I used to have alot of out of body experience-type things. Usually it involved mostly movement and sensations. In these type of dreams, for some reason I can't always see what is going on. I am not entirely positive it was an OOB experience. If its instead a lucid dream, and you are convinced in the dream world that its an OOB, is it an actual OOB or part of the dream? Anyways. I'll write what I remember.


I felt myself, first off, drifting out of my body. More like wrenching myself out of my body in a good effort. I remember reaching my hands outwards because I really wanted to get out. Once I was free of myself, I floated above me a little bit in the same laying position as I was when sleeping. Then I slowly felt myself turn, in this same position, with my head facing where my feet had been and vice versa. It felt like someone was guiding me into this. The laying position then lifted up like a rocket preparing to launch, and I was flying off. I now remember seeing the walls around me zooming by as I went through them.

The first sensation I felt after that was sound. What sounded like a steady car-driving sound, or the highway. I heard cars zoom past me and I wondered what I was experiencing. I couldn't move, and like I said I sometimes I can't see anything in these types of dreams. I was still in a laying position. I assumed I was in someone's car. I felt someone brushing my hair or moving their hands through it to clean it. They were trying to keep me looking neat, I guess. The wind in the car kept whipping my hair around a smidge, and they wanted to keep it nice and neat. I also felt at one point them lifting my bangs in an attempt to cut them short. Or maybe they lifted them but didn't cut them. I also remember someone pulling some of my own hair that was stuck in between my teeth out, as if they got stuck up in my gums pretty good. This part was odd. There was alot of hair stuck in-between the right side of my teeth, and they pulled them out with some effort. It reminded me of dental work.

Next I remember being in a room and hearing people talking. I think I saw the room, I'm not sure. This part is blurry.

Anyways, this "laying-still-while-someone-brushes-my-hair-while-in-a-moving-car" thing was going on for a while, and dream/spirit-me was getting really bored. I was hoping for something a little more interesting and this wasn't cutting it. I wanted to wake up and get back into another dream. I tried opening my eyes, because in the past opening them has wakened me from these types of dreams. This time I had opened them, and I saw instead slight glimpses of the environment around me. I *thought* that I was waking up, but then suddenly I was afraid of opening them again. Like I was unsure of what to do about the opening-eyes thing. So, I stayed in the dream.

Suddenly I felt fingertips on the middle of my back, and then a strong person picking me up from my laying position. I thought it was an angel pulling me out of the dream. I was saying in my head "Thank you God!" over and over because I was sure this creepy kidnapping dream was going to end. It was starting to frighten me! Whoever was carrying me was reassuring me, saying it was alright. Also I recall a glimpse of me being carried through the threshold.
But then, I felt someone cleaning my skin.

Like every inch of my skin, cleaning something off of it. I still thought this was a process of leaving the dream so I still had hope. I thought then I was safely set in my bed/body again and I would wake up to reality.

When I opened my eyes, I was in shock. Instead of the familiar darkness of my bedroom, and the sensation of being awake, what met my eyes was a bathroom.

A yellow and white tiled bathroom. it was tiled in small yellow and white tiles so that it made a checkered pattern. They were really tiny ones, like mosaic sized, and they came up the wall halfway like some bathrooms have them. The walls were yellow. I stood in the middle of the room. To my right and parallel to where I stood was a smudgy, dirty mirror, like the kind in older junky hair salons. To my right, infront of me, was I think a sink. Directly infront of me was a tiny window, closer to the ceiling, with white curtains and yellow pattern on it. To the left and center was a toilet. To the left and parallel to where I stood was a counter or sink. It was an alright sized bathroom. Medium sized I guess. It reminded me of an old ladies bathroom. Someone who had done the decor in the 60s and then totally kept it that way through the rest of their life. It was nice for an outdated shitty bathroom.

So, I was in total and complete shock, and I began repeating to myself "this isn't my house this isn't my house!" all scared. I started looking around frantically at the setting. I darted to the window but didn't look through or attempt to open it. I looked at the dirty mirror, and kind of saw me. It looked a little like me, but two long, inch wide strands of bangs were covering my eyes. They seemed lighter than the rest of my hair, which was cut kind of similar. I couldn't tell so much because the mirror was too high for me to see past my forehead. Also I was afraid to look. I didn't immediately see eyes so I freaked out. Dream-mirror-looking is never fun. D: I didn't want to stare long enough to see I didn't have eyes or something dumb like that. Also I think I was wearing one of the nightgowns I actually own.

Anyways, I was immediately determined to get the fuck out of there. I opened the door, it wasn't locked. I knew there had to be someone downstairs waiting for me. As soon as I exited the bathroom, to my immediate left, was a staircase going downstairs. I took it. At the end of the stairs, to my right, across from a large, dark sitting room, was the living room. It had a curved entry-way that sectioned the room off from the other parts of the house. Inside this room it was also brighter. I saw two fat people sitting there. One was a woman and she was watching TV. Another was a man in a brown-tan shirt and he was reaching behind the sofa for something. He was crouched the other way.

I tried to silently sneak out. The guy saw or heard me and ran after me. I took something metal and smacked him over the head with it. I went to run again for the door, but every time I tried running my head began to swim and I'd get really dizzy. Like the action was taking alot out of me. It was a struggle. Once again I had to turn back as the guy tried to approach me. This time I grabbed a long metal standing lamp that was set by the door and smacked him over the head with it. That really got him, and he fell to the ground. I debated going at him again with the lamp and getting him for good, but I was afraid of the other person in the next room getting up and helping the guy out. Also he wasn't knocked out. He crawled for something that was on the floor a little ways beyond the door to the outside. I didn't wait to find out what it was he was grabbing for.

This time I walked slowly to the door. I knew running wouldn't work out well for me. I thought to myself: "Sometimes when you rush things you don't get anything done correctly." So I took my time and walked there. I was mere inches from the door. There was something small blocking it. Like a trunk or something. Something I could hop over easily.

AND THATS WHERE I WOKE UP! FFFFFFFFF

Its not that I am afraid (although I went to check if the door was locked lol), just amazed. Surprised. "What the fuck!?" and so on. I wonder whether it was a dream or something else. And I wonder if the girl was supposed to be me or another girl who was never so lucky to escape. I just don't understand. I am confused!

I also feel like I'm never going back to sleep, Siigh

End!

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Scary as it was at the time, the complete realism I experienced when I opened my eyes and looked at that bathroom was amazing. I might as well had been in a real bathroom, in a real house. I sort of began to lose the lucid feeling in the living room, as I was smacking the guy in the head and attempting to run. But the majority of the experience was so so real. It didn't even feel like a dream, up until the end part.

I wonder, was this a WILD? Obviously the first part was a little SP. Being in my body, struggling to get out, etc. Some of my SPs in the past had involved me floating above my body as I slept like how I did here. I feel like I kind of worked my way through this SP, and got myself a nice reward for doing so.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed c:

1. Something disturbs me, and I get up and go look out my bedroom door just as someone comes in and passes me by. I see nothing out in the hall and turn back to look at the person – but there’s no one there.

Then I realized that I was awake. I don’t know if the whole thing was sleepwalking or if some part of it was a dream.

Inspiration: Probably from my door creaking because of the wind and me being paranoid.

2. Editing Kyou Kara Maou! on Goodreads.

Inspiration: Was thinking about how the KKM! light novels weren’t in the MyAnimeList database and wondered about Goodreads.

3. Me and Rane follow someone into a waiting room of sorts. I’m wearing a long skirt and a sleeveless, light blue denim shirt I think. I lean against the wall as Rane sits down. She pats the seat to her right, the only one of the four along that wall that’s available, and I go sit down.

I overhear someone talking across from us, something about a young girl (around 16) being engaged, and I see she’s obviously not ready for it and shake my head mentally. She had dirty blond hair in a ponytail.

Then a dog comes up to me and I greet it like I’m familiar with it. Only it turns away when I try to pet it. But then I see another dog and think that must be the one I know. There’s another, bigger dog as well, and I decide to just pretend to ignore them and let them get to know me at their own pace. They’re all brown-haired, two are coarse-haired and one is long-haired (the bigger one). The last one comes over and smells my hands in my lap and I let it without moving. When I think it’s okay, I move them to pet the dog but it moves away.

Now we’re standing at the door out talking to the man we came with. He’s asking us what food we want and gives us two options. The conversation is a bit vague, but Rane decides she doesn’t want the one, but instead ‘Cesserian food’. Mentally I’m a bit ‘hmmm’ because I don’t know if I’ll like it.

Jump.

I’m in a room where someone is cleaning up stuff, there are papers with things written on them lying around and I realize some of it might be important. I go over and grab my dream journal and a clipboard with papers on it.

I’m in a bathroom that looks like the downstairs one IWL. I need to go but it’s totally clogged/gross and the seat is broke. I try to flush it but it doesn’t take care of it fully. I decide to try another one.

As I’m heading upstairs, I decide to go the bathroom up here; I know it’s always clean.

Jump.

The man had given me some kind of item that was supposed to be a convenient way to transport yourself around.

I was scrubbing at this pillow with a rag or something until I thought the area was big enough to use. Then I pressed myself down onto it and waited to be transported. …But nothing happened. (I was expecting to sink down into it and reappear somewhere else.)

I remember getting frustrated before because I dribbled water down a little black and white notebook with words on the pages.

I was annoyed and went to tell mom about it. She told me a bit about how it was supposed to work, and that you can get a marker that works for 2000 strokes.

Inspirations: Thinking about going through mirrors and transporting through water. Thinking about my aunt and her husband. A mix of a story mom told me about my uncle. My aunt going into labor last night and mom leaving to go be with her made me think about waiting rooms.

I tried to take a nap today. At first, I woke up after an hour with nothing recalled. I tried going back to sleep, and only had two small tidbits that were actually notable.

I was in this large mall or some kind of indoor flea market. It had a very country theme, as everything was made of dark wood. The place was so big, I had no idea where the exit was, but I wanted to get outside where there were more possibilities. I found a wall that looked like it went outside, so I decided to phase through it. I ran full speed at the wall, and then...

WHAM! I hit the wall so hard, that I actually fell backwards to the ground. Man, I'm clumsy in my dreams. I got up, shook my head a bit, and tried again. This time I made it through relatively fine. I was in this parking lot under construction. It was really sunny, but it somehow started to rain. It felt refreshingly cool and incredibly realistic. I tried to use this to stimulate my senses and stabilize, but instead I woke up

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I DEILDed into someone’s house. It was apparently my buddy M’s, but it’s not his IRL. I had been having trouble the whole dream with dream control and stability, so I thought I’d try something new. I pulled an iPod Touch out of my pocket. It was a tad smaller than a normal iPod, but it would do. I was hoping that since I’m so into technology, my subconscious would easily accept me using this iPod as my remote control for the dream. I moved through some of the menus, but interestingly enough, it only had a few of the normal iPod functions, like music and a few simple apps. I tried turning on some music to see what it did, and suddenly there was music playing throughout the room. It took me a while, but I eventually recognized the song - the Alphabet song… It sounded like a very childish version that you might play for younger kids to help them learn the alphabet. Let’s just say I was hoping for something slightly more... energetic. I hit the “Next” button, but the same song started playing again. I kept hitting it, hoping for a new song, but it just kept starting over from the beginning. I hit some other button, and some other song finally started. It sounded similar, but it no longer felt ridiculous, so I just accepted it and moved on.

Unfortunately, there weren’t many other functions I could find in the three screens of the main menu. Wait a minute, I know how to solve this.
“Hey Siri.”
The familiar robotic voice came to life, “How can I help you?”
“Change the world gravity to 0.”
The iPod switched to some other app, asking if I wanted to add a custom voice command. Of course it doesn’t want to understand me… Nothing else is working today, why would this? I pressed submit for this screen, and then took a few steps before jumping to test it out. Sure enough, I continued up to the ceiling. It felt less like zero gravity and more like I was just flying, but at least it was progress.

I landed outside and tried again. “Hey Siri.”
“Hey Sim.” This response seemed weird, I have no idea why it called me Sim.
“Spawn a car.”
“Okay, spawning car.”
I expected a car to show up in front of me, but instead some text was floating just above the ground: Ob_New_Car_1: Texture missing. Are you freaking kidding me? My brain is missing texture files now? I fiddled with it some more until I woke up.

I knew I should’ve gotten Android.

I was a secret agent for some company, specializing in dream infiltration. Me and two other agents were in this one dream, which took place in the streets of this city. We only had a limited amount of power to use dream control, which I could see on my wrist watch. I was semi-lucid, so I made sure to keep a close watch on the number, without realizing it meant nothing. I went to check it from the beginning, and it read 689. I wasn't really sure what this number meant, but it felt high enough that I was comfortable using some powers.

We were walking to the place we were supposed to infiltrate, but I thought this took too long. I took off to fly, but after getting about 30 feet in the air, I realized this might be a waste of dream power, so I came back down to earth. I instead decided to kind of jog to my destination. I tried not to go too fast and waste power, but I kind of got caught in the flow, and my jogging turned into a kind of high-speed skating. I tried to take a sharp turn, but I had no traction, so I slipped, fell, and blacked out.

I realized I was waking up, so I DEILDed back in, still only semi-lucid. I was now at my destination, a very large warehouse building right next to the water. I jumped up onto the roof, trying to find a way in, when I heard one of my partners shout through my headset.

"Oh God, the Icarus men are here."

I turned around to see him running inside the building, being chased by members of Project Icarus from Mirror's Edge (basically, super-strong, super-fast, free-running cops). I dropped down to a lower level of the roof, where a large window gave me a good view of the inside. I saw my partner being ambushed by at least 10 armed gunmen, who opened fire immediately. I could hardly stand to watch.

But then, two Icarus agents jumped onto the walkway just inside the window. I tried to run out of sight into the shadows. Then another 2 started patrolling right by the window on the outside. I was pinned down, but for some reason, they didn't see me. I chalked this up to poor AI programming, but I was still too scared to make a run for it. I stayed here until I blacked out.

I woke up at my old house that I lived at as a kid. I honestly don't remember much that happened here, but it ended with me trying to wake myself up from this dream. I tried closing my eyes and feeling my real body, but amazingly that didn't work. I opened my eyes and found myself in another room of the house, lying face down on the carpet. I tried again, but had much the same result. Finally, after three times, I managed to succeed (kind of).

I found myself in my current house. My mom was waking me up early to go do some work at my grandma's house. I was kind of mad, since I didn't want to have to get up. I went downstairs, but she still needed to go upstairs and get dressed. I figured she wouldn't be down for a while, which would give me plenty of time to take a nap. I laid down on the carpet, and tried to WILD.

I found myself in the same room, but my body was turned around the other way, so I knew I was dreaming (though not that it was inside another dream). It felt like an OBE, since I was in the same place I fell asleep, and my body felt kind of floaty. I decided to try to summon Vi, but then I heard my mom's footsteps coming down the stairs. Crap, that took less time than I thought. I didn't want her to see me floating around when my body was still asleep on the floor, so I hid as she came in the room, and darted out behind her. I figured I'd be pulled back to my body soon, since my mom was about to wake me up, so I just decided to wait it out. But then I didn't get pulled back. I heard my mom calling my name. I thought of my lifeless body laying on the floor. Oh crap, what if she thinks I'm dead? I rush back over to get back in my body, but it's not there. My mom somehow sees me. "Oh good, there you are. C'mon, let's go."

I was a little confused, so I tried a nose pinch RC, but much to my surprise, it failed - I couldn't breathe through it. I concluded that I was actually awake, and then dismissed the last 5 minutes as just a funny coincidence. I went to put on my shoes to leave, when I woke up for real (actually, my mom woke me up for real, since we did actually have somewhere to go this morning).

Side note: I'll be really glad when I'm not home for spring break, so my mom will stop showing up in my dreams just to annoy the crap out of me.

I was in a dark building, can't remember that part too clearly but I walked out through an emergency exit. I entered a sunny, warm wheat field that was cut in intricate paths. There were weird birds similar to cranes and flamingos scattered around, but not quite like them. I sat down to meditate but decided it would be dangerous, walked back and a Cheetah was prancing almost in my direction, I ran and it chased me but it was curious and playful. This cheetah a lot larger than normal, and it's shiny fur looked so gorgeous reflecting the sun and camouflaged through tall stacks of wheat. I recall turning out to stare at the landscape and saw the most beautiful thing I've ever dreamed. In the vast distant wheat fields a humpback whale leaped out far away and fell softly and silently down the deep golden sea.

I become lucid, now I don't know where am I.
It seems to be a park, some kind of broadwalk.
There was a chair, I stand here thinking what should i do, I didnt seen far away, it was night.
and there was only a few lamps ,but after 10-20 meters theres no lamps, only the void.
Then seconds after I realize thats a dream , a classmate comes, I dont like him, he's not even my friend.
So he came here and we start to talk about that its a dream.
Then I float him up in the air with telekinesis so I prove him that its a dream.
He says he knows, I continue , I plan to kill him.
we laugh because its funny for some reason that I use telekinesis.
Then he says "stop , or we wont be able to go".
It seems he already knew that its a dream ,actually he never said that its not.
I say "where?"
And he says "back to the day it has all begun".
Then I see a black screen in my vision.
Then he asks where to go , and somehow I sense out the date of "the day when it has all begun"
I was tipping around 2003 , 2004 then it becomes clearer.
Its 2003 , september 9.
"The first day I began school in x (in reality I wanted to say y but idk why I couldnt , I didnt even wanted to g o to 2003 but 2009 because consciously I thinked that it was the date).
Here we go.
the screens gone, me and my classmate's still in the same park , but now there are more lights, and actually a city outside the park.
We walk out in short time, I realize its the city I live in .
Then I realized that it would fuhkk siht' up if I meet with myself, which was obviously not possible because it was late night. Actually Idk if it was 1 am or around 10 pm.

Then we were gone to some place, at this point my memory becomes foggy, so I skip now.

After we did what we needed to do we gone into the future, I dont know the date , its around 10 years after I finished the school I am in now.
I had some kind of office job and also a delivery job, I needed to handle out these documents, before the day ended , it was 11 pm. I had one hour to do this job.
The rules was these: Office job is something I always have to do, but if I want extra money I can accept those "contracts" where I handle out documents to places ,peoples ,corporations and doing further operations with these documents or just simply giving it . But If I fail to handle out a contract like this before the end of the day then somebody else will get the job and I get no money for it.
The place was nice, I was surrounded by nice people, they were friendly and there were wonderfull woman.
According to this dream, we were working till midnight, and always before the day ended we grouped , sit down and speak about the day etc, while drinking some coffe. It felt wonderfull, just something I always wanted. A calm job.
We sat down and started to speak ,I was speaking with a woman about the things I had to do in the day then she said that i have a contract and that I have only half an hour left .
I was like "nevermind, I wouldn't run out like crazy just because a contract in this time of the day, it doesnt matter . I missed it , thats it."
Then I remembered that the contracts destination was near . So I was thinking about should I do it or not.
While this the workers ended our little groupie talk, and started to pick up things and go home, I saluted them, and then choosed to go.
I was approaching my car when the dream ended.

Interesting.

I was on a beach. There was a cement breakwater out to sea. It was very cold and snowing a little bit as well as overcast.

There was a film crew here, and I was playing a role in a movie. It was being directed by my old Spanish teacher from middle school. Supposedly this had something to do with making sure that every scene was filmed twice. Once in English and once in Spanish.

DawnEye11 was there. She looked sort of like the drawing she sent me, with a purple dress and a ponytail on one side. I don't think any of her guides were there though. We had a scene together where we were supposed to talk about [something, I think it was related to lucid dreaming]. I remember I kept on thinking she was Manei for some reason and kept asking her if she was Manei. She kept on saying no.

We were helping one another out in some way other than just talking. I think I had to talk with her father or something since she was scared to talk to him because he was mad. I don't remember if he was actually mad or it was just a part of the movie.

I then realized that if I was looking for Manei than I must be dreaming. I became lucid right around the time we finished filming the scene. DawnEye11 thanked me for being in the scene of the movie. As it turned out she was the one who had written it as an autobiographical story of how she became a lucid dreamer.

The film crew started to pack up and leave. Manei then came out of the water in a swimsuit. (WTFudge why are you in a swimsuit it's snowing) She started talking dirty and I told her I was in no mood for that, and I wanted to learn how to stabilize my dreams better. I lost the dream and woke up.

I feel like there was so much more to the part about Dawneye11 in this dream. I can't remember it though.

WBTB

I got some semi lucid dream. Me, S and his brother were at a big boy restaurant. S had this giant platter of sandwiches and was eating from it. We started talking about how our cartoon characters often have color motifs. We were trying to match up characters who had similar motifs.

We got into a discussion about two of our characters and what would happen if they got into a fight. One you might be familiar with, Raiah who is one of my characters. We'll just call the character that S was talking about L, since he uses the name of a real person.

Raiah and L are both Cyborgs. They both rely on heavy weaponry and what not. The fight started to manifest in the dream. They were in this large room made up of dark grey panels, like an aperture science test chamber was what it made me think of. It was dimly lit.

The two started fighting in hand to hand combat. L started flying around the room using his tether and Raiah was flying around firing on him with dual pistols. The dream faded into a waking daydream that carried on for another minute as I woke up.

3.14.15

Last night bed at 9 pm - 3:40 am

Throwing chairs
My new roomate says: "I got some new furniture, clother, and snakes so I can start snakecharming".
Me: WUT? You have them here now?

So he shows them to me. He has 2 snakes on his arm. I'm telling him no way, and not to get any closer. But the idiot is inching forward. I pick up a chair and with legs towards him, I hold it up. He keeps advancing, so I throw it at him.

He is asking, if I have seen any more dorcile snakes. I look closer. One is like a reddish baby corn snake the other one blackish, also a baby. They are non-poisonous and very calm. I agree, they are nice, but... I see them just fine from here.

He keeps coming closer, and I keep picking up chairs and throwing them at him. Now one snake bites him, and it looks like a sting would a bee would make, with the stinger still attached. Exactly like in the documentary I watched yesterday.

Laundry
I spilled some water in laundry basket. Now some white things have red on them, and some red things are bleached. I'm pulling it all out trying to clean up the mess. Someone, a former classmate z. is asking me if I spilled red wine while I'm trying to rinse them out.

Morning of March 14, 2015. Saturday.



My dream starts out seemingly in the house in Wavell Heights. However, my oldest son is there as he appears now. At one point, there is something about loosely squinting a certain way at a television or computer monitor and somehow altering the appearance of the imagery on the screen including for anyone else who is also looking at it. It is a nonsensical concept but seemingly works in my dream. At one point, I look at a few rows of writing on the screen and it all comes together in a brighter white block. Other members of my family notice other changes on the screen as I use this supposed natural ability.

I look through a large colorful magazine which seems dynamic, with small animations on some of the pages. It includes information about various computer games as well as possibly ordinary board games. There is something about a maze-like game or long-term quest with spirals; the spirals seem infinite yet still part of some sort of goal regarding the completion of at least some of them. As I look at the image on the upper-left of the page, an animated demonstration shows new spiral-like paths appearing between others. I do not question how images could be moving on the page of an otherwise normal magazine.

Later, I look out the window. I am aware that there is some sort of attack that is beginning that involves modern jets bombing areas nearby (though I vaguely think of Pearl Harbor). However, this does not bother me at all (especially as the jets fly by far below and do not seem capable of flying anywhere near the height of where my apartment is) as I get the impression they will only bomb industrial areas and not near any residential areas. Apparently, I am in a very high building and I am looking down across a vast cityscape far below and beyond. It looks very unrealistic, almost like looking at a fairly flat model of a large urban area from an unlikely perspective. Because this seems “off” somehow, I decide to lean out the window as far as I can to see where I am. I look down and it seems I am at the top of an impossibly tall skyscraper as I manage to see parts of the outer walls that seemingly go several miles down to the ground. This skyscraper is so high, it is almost as if my view is from an airplane that is flying extremely high in the atmosphere. No other buildings are even close to the height of the building I am in, again, to where the rendering seems quite artificial. However, it still feels as if I am high above the landscape and the area below seems only vaguely like a miniature.

In the distance and far below I see shipyards (and the ocean beyond) and various industrial areas. In some parts, the area looks quite flat though there are fence-like structures in some sections, and there are roads that unrealistically zigzag a bit. Parts of the layout are almost abstract yet mostly uniform overall. I feel very vivid yet do not attain lucidity regardless of the unrealistic nature of the regions below and beyond. There are even some areas that seem somewhat misty or incomplete.

I had something like a retrospection. I was applying for a teachers job in school. I was teaching a group of children. I tried my best, but somehow I used bad methods. Many years later children of that children I teached were going to school. I was their teacher.

Through all the years much has changed in the society and ways people teach. Teachers started to use cruel methods. I was trying to stop it all. To do this I wanted to advertise good ways of teaching. I wanted to make a billboard, but the platform allowing me to do this has broken. The children were disappointed, and I felt like I lost miserably, and nothing can be done to help them.

Morning of March 14, 2015. Saturday.



My dream is quite vivid but not lucid in any way. It is mostly like a typical intruder dream but not as annoying as usual and with at least one unusual feature. There is some sort of celebration taking place later at night near our home (where we presently live) out on the street. However, I do not see that many people. I see an unknown male and female (in blue jeans) sitting on the curb in front of our house and am aware of a few others who have strayed into a neighbor’s front yard.

When I am in the front room (where my computer desk is), it is semi-dark, though I notice a male standing near the window looking out. He says he does not know how he got there and may be dazed from alcohol or drugs. His appearance in our house seems unexplainable, as if he somehow just walked through the outer wall (though he is not ghostlike). It seems he is undressed though he also appears like a younger, chubbier version of The Vulture (from Marvel Comics) and seems about thirty and with all his hair. However, the wreath-like area over his shoulders seems more like fur than feathers at one point. He is vaguely reminiscent of a Doctor-Seuss-like character though realistically human-like. He is not threatening in any way and again, seems somewhat confused and very passive. I help him find his way out of our house, though the porch seems to be more like the one on Loomis Street than our present one. There is a lot of clarity watching the few people outside later, from the correct layout of the front room, but there is no drama.

This is the second dream recently, where another dream character appeared in a room as if having walked through an outer wall. There are often shared events or features between two or more dreams that are otherwise unrelated.

It is possible that the “vulture man” may be meant to be a much more human-like version of The Cowardly Lion, though this is only an afterthought.

This dream was visually precognitive in that a character from “The Lorax” (2012 version) I saw tonight was very reminiscent of the character in my dream on some levels (especially in distorted appearance). I had no idea that I would be watching that movie tonight and had not known much about it anyway (and the first image above was not changed after realizing the precognitive connection). This sort of dream-related experience is extremely common for me and there is always a sense of “knowing” (or contact with the Source) I cannot quite describe even though such events are very impersonal and trivial and seemingly pointless in many cases.

Currently, my dreams are thin, distant and hard to grasp…is it all slipping away from me? Of course there are distractions at the moment…work I have to do, health problems, maybe I’m losing some brain power as well.

But, given some loss of name recall (I’ve always been like that anyway) my higher functions feel as sharp as ever… I think in depth, about many things, my writing is improving (albeit that’s also on hold right now) I have two more part-completed novels just waiting for me to resume and I have no feelings of writer’s block.

But, at present, I can’t afford to get bogged-down in that…or my love of xbox gaming …which I’m still convinced altered some of my brain function just before I started trying for lucidity in mid 2013 because I had some very vivid dreams (plus two mind-blowing hypnagogic visions)

So…not encouraging at the moment. But why would it be? Given that it requires a fair degree of nose-to-the-grindstone determination on my part (because that’s the only way it seems to work for me at my age.) I just can’t give that level right now.

Down-hearted? Nope…not really. Everything’s just a bit distant at the moment but only just slightly over the horizon and what else can I expect right now? The main thing is that I don’t intend to just walk away from LD…I’m just ticking-over right now. I’m still looking for shortcuts…I have moves afoot to get some melatonin soon…I’m trying to clean up the pineal gland by diet and avoiding water pollutants like fluoride…OK that may just be a red-herring but it’s worth a try.

It’s now 6 am and I’m back to bed. Perhaps the next dream will be closer…or maybe the one after that. Ed...can you hear me?

#421 - DILD - 5:20AM

I wake at some point to use the toilet then fall back to sleep with mantra.

Something about being at a church. Someone gets shitty with my and pisses me off so I leave.

I am traveling with my kids and wife and we end up staying in an empty trailer house. I assume we have permission, but I worry about getting caught. I'm not really sure if we have permission afterall. I see headlights and watch a car drive up a hill to a huge mansion. I get a snapchat of my son with my younger sister and her family. I 'remember' she is babysitting him for a while. I decide to play Gameboy a little before bed. Someone yells at my older daughter. I think it was my mom. I look at my phone and see it's 11:45pm. She's crying so, I tell daughter that she has 15 minutes and then we have to get some sleep. I notice the sun coming up through a window and I say to daughter, "You know it gets light at midnight now?"
She looks surprised, but says nothing
"Yeah, that's right." I feel this is true statement, but I am not totally convinced so, just to be sure, I do a quick nose plug. I blow through, but I think I must have not plugged my nose enough. I squeeze harder, but still blow clean. I'm totally shocked so I do it a third and fourth time until I totally believe.

I leave the bedroom at the end of the house and move back to the living room we were just in. It's dark outside again so I decide to play with punching at walls. When I connect, it feels like thick, soft rubber and makes no damage. I think it's kind of funny so I take several punches at the wall until I feel like my hand break through. However, when I remove my hand there is still no damage to the wall. I try the front door all to the same effect. I notice now that day light has return through the large bay window. I can see leaves on the brown grass outside and decide to use that as a visual focal point as I phase through the glass.

I keep thinking that I had some goals I wanted to try, but I just can't recall. I decide to run up the hill to the huge mansion and it takes some time getting there. I feel strange in my eyes like I have them open too wide and I'm trying too hard to focus. I try to ignore this and purposefully don't think about waking up. As I am walking up the hill, I feel my eyes rolling up too far to see so I tilt my head back to adjust. At the top, The large mansion is now several super small houses. I wonder if anyone is around so I shout, "HEY!... HEEEEEYYYY!" No one shows. I start to enter one of the houses, but it's at this point that I suddenly wake up.