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Backlog: 28 April Part I

The earliest moment I recall from this dream is that my PC gets broken and me and mom are calling service overseas, trying to fix it. As part of the procedure we need to participate in a court hearing.

The scene changes to outdoors, where I see Emma Swan give a presentation as part of the hearing. I go ahead, talk to her and have a false memory about another cool movie where she was playing. I make more compliments as we go along.

At some point I experience being myself and also being part of the story, fully participating as the main character. I am the evil queen, who (I'm told or remembering) wants to become rumplestiltskin. There is a super cool magic object that belongs to the dark one, a golden hooded cape, where I can see his image live as a spirit talking to me. She (the evil queen) is supposed to put the cape on, thus becoming one with rumple. I also have rumple's dagger, which is the same color as the cape. I put it on and look in the mirror. The cape later transforms into a long nice red leather jacket and I look really good. I consider taking a photo, though know that there's no point in doing that.

Little John's people are outside of the castle now. I can see them by looking through the windows. The castle is structured somewhat like a normal building (from what I can determine while being inside), but appropriately decorated with velvet carpets and wooden stairs. I move from the current room to another, apparently causing noise that alerts them and they are about to storm the place. My brain switches to chase mode and I flee up the stairs, reaching the last floor.

At this point my awareness /neurotransmitters begin to reach threshold levels. I cut through the mosquito net on the window and jump on the nearest tree. I contemplate that I can get down in any possible way because I have powers.

Yes, not only do I have powers, but it is a dream! Memories of past tree climbing scenarios and flying flash through my mind. I recall the speck of dust task and try to see if I will be able to hold still in the air. I create strong wind to support me from below, and once I feel it bodily, I move forwards from the tree top and onto the air where I stay a bit in upright position. The wind then carries me forward over a short distance. Finally, I decide to make a few cautious steps in the air, continuing forward until reaching an elevated section of land and trees. There is a peculiar sensation on the soles of my feet while air walking.

I take a moment to orient myself, thinking again how this is a dream and that I wanted to do the smell basic task. I realize that I'm standing near a pine tree, see those lovely green needles near my face, but take a moment to decide what I would like to smell. I opt for smelling the bark as for my dream logic, it should smell even stronger than the needle branches. As I come closer to the bark, I feel a fresh breeze on my face as well as many tiny moisture droplets in the air in between. And then I inhale - it's a distinct smell of pine tree. It's really nice and as I am about to have a second go - the wbtb alarm wakes me up.

I didn't write about last night because there was really nothing special that happened there, just the horrible recall I've had earlier. But tonight was definitely incredible. I recall 2 long dreams (both combined took two pages from my notebook .-.), finally actually did a WBTB, and a DILD (though it only lasted a couple of seconds), along with an FA. So I'll start from the beginning..

The Night Watchers

I was in this sort of university dorm. The location around me was this town with not much tall buildings, all were the same house roofs and you could jump from one to the other. I was sleeping at night when a guy came and woke me up. I can't recognize who he was IWL but in the dream I knew who he was, as he was an old friend. I remember him wanting me to do a task with him and me, being annoyed that he woke me up in the night, reluctantly accepted and left with him. I went through this walkway through a park and went up to one of the house roofs. We hopped from one to the other to get to a very large church-like building which clearly stands out from the rest of the buildings. I forget what we had to do there but the next night he woke me up again and we left. Leaving through the same walkway, I could recognize some people I know in real life. We reached these hills in the park and he was setting up some device I saw as a telescope. He told me that it could shoot lasers and we pointed somewhere. I looked over and saw this large white cube, about the size of a fountain. He said that we have to blow it up using the lasers, but it wouldn't be enough and we have to access this same scenery in a dream and use powers in there to make it explode. The scene changed into a bedroom and the guy was getting ready to use the lasers on the white cube. I was about to go in bed when I woke up.

I felt really awake when I did wake up. I was debating whether to do a FILD, with a fairly high chance of success but I may not remember my last dream, or to WBTB + MILD. I eventually picked the latter and wrote down my last dream quickly as I already felt wide awake and didn't want to stay awake longer to the point where I wouldn't fall back asleep. I urinated in the dark and went back to bed. I had a really runny nose and I felt too awake, as I feared. Luckily, I was able to fall back asleep.

Bus ride and family union

I was on the bus. I was heading home when I passed by my older brother IWL who was at a stop. I looked at which bus this is and saw that it wasn't the right one. I got off at the next stop and met up with my friend on this wall in this area that seemed to be a picnic table. The friend said he needed help picking up garbage that he dropped and I was helping him. By the wall, there was a girl and she said to me, "Il y a quelque chose derriere toi." (Translates to: There's something behind you.) I looked behind me but there was nothing there. She pointed somewhere else and I found the last piece of garbage the my friend dropped. The scene changed and I'm in a bathroom. I'm apparently with my family of four, me being the eldest child and two younger children, one boy and one girl, around the age of 6 playing in the sink like it was a pool. And there was my widowed mother in the shower. She opened the curtains and got out, asking me if I wanted to go in. I replied with yes and went in and started taking off my clothes. Strangely enough I never closed the curtains. My little brother IWL was outside a window watching me, and I didn't want him to see me naked but he eventually did, along with the rest of the family. For some reason the younger two children had aged to around 12 and the girl said "He's so cool." I closed the curtains and started taking a shower. The curtains opened by themselves and my mother, now finally clothed, with my two younger siblings were just standing there smiling at me, not in a creepy way. Yup, because when you have 3 people stare at you smiling while you're taking a shower is definitely not creepy. I was thinking that it was strange that I had people looking at me like that, so then I got excited by the thought that this could be a dream. I excitedly looked at my hands only to find that they were completely normal. They even had drips of water on them. But I wasn't convinced that it was reality. I tried another RC, which I'm pretty sure was the nose plug RC, but that failed as well. I then tried flying up, and that's what worked. I flew out the window of the bathroom and decided what to do next. The thing is, though, when I reached the window and was about to go through it, my vision completely blacked out. Then, I had twitching at the bottom of the darkness only to find myself awake in my room. Excited from my LD, I went down to write it. In the hallway, I saw this mirror which didn't reflect me but in fact gave me vision of a classmate who was in my washroom in front of the mirror. Like, I saw her reflection instead of mine. I didn't question it though and went down to find my sister watching a kids show (Not the one from the last dream, my sister IWL). I went back upstairs to my room and was trying to write "Performed MILD" for my dream journal but kept accidentally writing something else instead, which I can't remember. And that's when I woke up.

Anyway, I'm really happy with myself from this night. Even though I was going for MILD, I got a DILD, and I could recognize something odd in a dream and suspect my reality from that. I think I've just reached a large milestone! Better add a milestones custom block, and I'll add dream goals along with it.

I'm walking out of a large red tent in the woods. In the previous scene I'd been having some kind of argument with two guards who work for me, but we were interrupted by a man who's now following me out of the tent, someone who I have some kind of deal with. He'd mentioned my son. I want to continue the conversation more privately.

Deeper in the woods, there's no underbrush, and the ground's covered in old fallen leaves. I drop the illusion I'd been using. I've been borrowing the identity of the man those guards used to work for, some kind of ruler, dead now. Without that illusion, there's a sort of shadow over my skin, like a photo overlaid by an image of something else - I (correctly) remember that I've used that specific comparison before in another dream; though I don't remember the details until after I wake up, I'm aware the parallel's intentional.

I'm dismissing whatever the other man has just said, angry. I tell him, "I swore to make this journey a thousand times, but you - you didn't uphold your part, did you?"

Afternoon nap:

There was some dream about trying to decide on colleges. I was walking between them. It was nighttime and also very cold/snowing. Supposedly some of the colleges taught applicants magic and stuff.

I remember running into this fat guy who was trying to sell me soggy waffles out of a big pot.

Okay... you see this is why I'm not really that into dream food...

Bedtime:

Somebody wrote a play involving Me, Manei and Jack. The play was terrible, and all of the characters were mispotrayed. The actor that played Jack was played by this huge hulking brute of a man who would yell all of his lines. The actor that played Manei was this old fat lady wearing a swimsuit, and the actor that played me was a boy who was about 10 years old with a horrible bowl cut and a huge backpack.

The play (It was sort of like a movie actually) was like a typical family drama type thing. My character went to school and he got a bad grade and got bullied. Jack's character went to work where he worked in some kind of cubicle job where his boss would come and yell at him. I can't remember what Manei's character did. I then remember Jack's character yelling at mine for getting a bad grade at school.

Manei and I were actually in the audience and we were complaining about how much our characters sucked.

There was some scene involving going to an old gas station. (The actors drove around in an old red minivan) My character was whining because he wanted to buy a Gatorade. Jack-actor told him to grow a pair and deal with the fact that he was thirsty, while the Manei actor was in the background trying to go into the bathroom but she was too fat and couldn't fit through the door.


Then this character named the mask got added into the play, and she stole the show. She was this girl with long white hair, red eyes, a ninja mask, black hoodie and a beanie hat. She ended up kidnapping my character and taking him offstage in a canvas bag while Manei and Jacks' characters pretended to be distracted.

Stage hands began moving all of the props and stuff off the stage. The mask character walked back on stage carrying a microphone, boombox and a wooden stool and put the stool in the middle of the stage and sat on it. She then admitted that she was actually Dawn. (big surprise ) He took the fake boobs out of his shirt and started doing this stand-up comedy routine. Everyone was cheering him on.

-WBTB-

Something to do with being on the beach. There was a cat with me who kept getting wet by the waves. He/she seemed to actually enjoy it really. I became semi lucid, and since the cat seemed to enjoy getting wet I started waterbending more waves at him/her.

...

There was some other portion of the dream about being on the beach. I remember putting my hand in the water in one of the tide pools and feeling the water. It was really odd because the water was mostly very warm, but there were these little clear ice balls in the water (Hailstones?). I remember picking a few of them out with my hand and feeling them. I tried to melt them with the heat in my hand but they seemed to radiate cold, and I couldn't melt it with my body heat.

Supposedly they were eggs to some kind of fish or bird that lived in the ocean and they absorbed their energy through heat and therefore became very cold and had a layer of ice on the outside.

...

I was out in the mountains on what felt like the same tropical island. It was some kind of tourist destination where you could hike on these concrete stairs and platforms and observe the various plant life and ancient ruins present on the island.

I remember looking down and out at the beach. There were a couple of small popcorn storms out to sea.

I had climbed to the top of the mountain alone (It was a long hike and the air got thin.) The highest platform you could go to was between two spire-like mountains. I was there and I decided I wanted to go back down to ground level really fast. I turned around and ran and jumped down aiming to land on the bottom platform and skip all the stairs.

But the stairs were steep, and My jump carried me farther than I expected, right off the edge of the mountain. I'm not sure if it was the floaty gravity or the falling to my death that did it, but something made me become lucid. (It wasn't a very clear lucidity though, probably due to my lack of practice...)

I started flying straight down, going through a cloud layer to the bottom layer of the island, and then pulled up flying low over the level part of the island. On it were these huge pine-cone shaped temples covered in vines and growth. Some of them had collapsed. I pulled down and did a barrel roll, flying between two of them (one collapsed leaning into the side of one still standing.)

I had made it to the other side of the island. I was pretty close to the spot where I had seen the ice fish eggs in the water. I remember going up very high above the mountains. I saw the dream make a mistake with scale. There was another island out past the one I was hovering above. It was about the same size but only had one palm tree on it, that if accurately scaled to the island I had been on would have been several miles tall.

I decided to ignore it. I flew in low and slow in a river valley of the island. The river was separated into all of these pools that flowed down from one to another in little waterfalls. I then noticed that in the middle of the island there was a volcano. It was rather big, low and flat, with a wide magma pool on top, and occasionally it would explode into a cloud of ash and smoke and lots of little lava bombs would come out and start fires in the jungle.

I flew up above the volcano and decided to stop it from erupting. I thought of Avatar and how Airbenders can make a cold breath to freeze lava/fire. I tried this, but it did not work. I then tried moving my hands and willing the lava to freeze. It started working, from the edges of the crater inward to the middle the lava froze, leaving just a few cracks in the surface where the lava showed through.

Once that was done, I decided to fly somewhere else, but when I started to move, I shot backwards and down into one of the temples. I found myself deep underground in a dungeon/cave. There was a bar or tavern kind of set up down here. It reminded me of the Winking Skeever from Skyrim, but nobody was there.

I got a bad vibe and decided to teleport out. I willed myself to teleport back to the surface. I found myself underneath a tile floor. I broke up and lifted myself out of the floor (Teleportation Mistake I guess...)

I some how wound up back on top of the twin peaks mountain where the concrete platform was, but I was inside a beautiful oriental building where there had simply been a concrete platform. I don't know how I knew I was at that location, Just a feeling the dream gave me.

I went to the door of the building. I knew that when I opened it I would see the steep staircase that I had tried to jump down before. I then realized that the dream was probably going to end up taking me someplace else, someplace less pleasant that the island. I then told myself that I wouldn't care what I saw when I opened the door.

"I don't care what's on the other side of the door, I'll enjoy it."

I woke up

"...and you found the one exception..."

I woke up early in the morning and realized I was sleeping outside my old room. The guy Dig from arrow was in my garden and he pretended to have a leg injury to lure someone else that might have been my dad to outside to help with the fake injury. Outside he was standing by a bin and when my dad was there he wrote something on the bin. I went back inside to my bed and noticed my step brother was on my computer and had made his own windows account. I tapped on the window and was rally angry. My dad was shouting at him about something outside but him and his mom were just inside laughing at my dad. Later the maid arrived but there were hundreds of copies of her. I went to the window and shouted at my step brother for being on my computer and said I was going to put a lock on it. My dad said I must have a lot of protein and milk to do well during the exams.

I recall going out of a car, and entering my house. I went to the living room, and took my wallet out of a pocket. I counted money. My wallet was full of coins, and when I finally finished counting them, I went outside and gave them to my sister.

Finally, a proper FM night again, could have dreamed more but noise at home stopped it

Mental journaling all night long. Spent a long time (30-60 minutes?) in morning reviewing earlier dreams before final BTS and last two dreams.

+(f) FA: woke in shock to my wife scratching lightly the back of my shoulder with the back of her fingernail and sort of giggling, very out of character for her must have been a FA

+ summary: black girl, 3 men in neighborhood (titan-like?)
I'm outdoors (climbing over roofs), thinking about girls with afros, wonder what it would be like to be with one. I see 3 fairly tall scary looking guys approaching, they're walking in a straight line, they have tall hairdos, (one?) is faintly smiling, I sense they are menacing, they're walking through people's gardens, this is in my childhood neighborhood. I think about following them, but I don't want to be seen, one of them does see me.

+ summary: airport, bag, pilots work 30 hours in a row, bathroom with drinks in cooler (search for and find root-beer, see a more classic can but it's red cream soda and I want root beer)
I'm in an airport on a trip, I'm thinking about how the pilots who fly the 15-hour flight have to turn around and fly right back, that means they must work 30 hours in a row, but they probably get to use the auto-pilot and catch a nap. I have my bag, then there's an airport employee walking around returning people's bags to them, but my bag is there, and I realize I must have left it somewhere, I go into the (bathroom?) looking for it.
In the bathroom there is a large cooler full of cans of sodas. I'm digging through this and find some A&W root beer, I take the can out and intend to take it with me. I keep looking then I see a really large can with of some high-end, natural soda and think it's a better root beer, but I look at the can more and see that it's a red cream soda, and I put it back since I want root beer. I open the root beer and drink it while walking around.

+ reunion with high school friends: (DD?), N., CB, BD, CB's brother AB, shake everyone's hand, really glad to see BD since I haven't seen him since the end of high school, realize that this is true of N. as well but I didn't tell him this maybe he feels bad about that. This takes place in a restaurant (or a wine bar? DD has a glass of wine?)

+ Playing checkersy-chess with MR. The pieces look like checkers but I think they're pawns. The colors are red and black. I'm looking at the several pawn captures that are available and evaluating which ones will lead to a better position for me. I make one and MR responds by making this move by flicking a large checker (red?) with the number "30" written in the middle down to one of my pieces. I say "Hey, don't move like that I can't see what the pieces were before and after". Nearby on a trail, the (orange?) (animal? deer?) on the path reaches the end, you can touch it to cause things (the dream?) to end

+(f) outdoors with cousins: GL is a photographer, taking slide shots of athletes, I wonder about color correction and she says that it's all done in photoshop anyway

+ vacuum: outside the (concert?) hall, white stone sculpted benches, powerful vertical vacuum with multiple hose ports on the side, I detach the main body from the base and takes several tries to reattach it, go to next room and work on cleaning assigned area, the attachment is not right for the floor (it's a couch attachment), it's too small, lots of cards and flyers get sucked into vacuum and I try to pick them out, I work on a spot on the carpet for a few seconds.

+ cousins: I say my son S1 is studying the same profession as PR, PR is there and I think about asking how is his job at S? I walk towards the entrance to the room and I suddenly see KD appear in in slinky black leather outfit, she's wearing a lot of make-up, she looks really hot, I'm a bit shocked when I see her suddenly. I turn back into the room and say I'm looking for some pie to give to KD, but I don't think there's any pie left, and I make a joke saying "I think there's only one type of pie in this room!" (referring to female *ahem*), and only KD gets the joke and chuckles. I find a plate of cheesecake with a few slices left on it, it's white with some cherry-red topping, and I give it to KD along with some small plates of (blueberries?). I notice that KD has changed her outfit to a normal one and removed her makeup all in a matter of seconds while I was getting the pie. KD's daughter comes to her sleepy from bed, I think I should go so they can interact, KD tells her daughter not to eat all her food.

+ with a group of people (on street outside childhood home?) I'm lying down across the front seat(s) of a car, head on the driver's side. An (Asian) indian woman comes in and climbs on top of me to lie down, my waist bag is in the way, and I reach up with my left hand and pull it to the side, then she fits perfectly lying right on top of me with her head on my chest. She starts purring, her whole body is warm and vibrating, it's quite cozy, I put my arms around her in a friendly way. Her man comes up and says "Heeeeyyy! What's going on!?" I lift up my arms into the air [DANGIT! Saw my hands! I've been trying to make that a PM trigger] to show I'm not groping her -- it's a comforting scenario, not an erotic one. But the man hangs around to watch and make sure. I don't want her to get off because the purring thing feel really amazing.

late morning drifting BTS:

+ guests coming for dinner, the table is prepared, sliced grapefruit, they arrive, can only stay a minute, I go to the door and say come and eat, the guests can't stay long they say "5 minutes max", I hear in the dining room that a guest sees a picture of a famous person and talks about how he's his favorite, back in the dining room is my language class, we're preparing a special ethnic birthday party for IM, IM comes in and we quickly close the box of special chocolates so that it won't spoil the surprise.

+ climbing up a hill made of blankets and sheets, I seek foot holds, a girl is with me, I tell her to be careful, there are slippery parts, we're on the very right edge of the hill. Another family (man an woman) is to our left climbing up a more difficult part, we reach the top and look down to the floor below, about 10-12 feet below us, I say "this is the area with a (gravity anomaly?) that we don't understand," I know this is an area of power, my wife is in the next room waiting to consult the couple on some mystical matter, they ask my wife to divine the problem with the man's tooth and I think that's a bad idea because my wife knows nothing about dentistry, [waking world noise wakes me]

Morning of May 12, 2015. Tuesday.



I had a very peaceful and enjoyable long dream considering the recent NBN fiasco just outside our window where there was also a long loud argument later today between a young female and a lineman about why the telephones were not back on after a day.

In my dream, I am in Tel Aviv, Israel with my wife and several people I knew more about in my school days, ready to become involved in a long music concert as the main performer (and I switch instruments at times). Some first members of the audience (mostly female in traditional Persian dress for some reason) stand on a mezzanine viewing us getting together on the first floor stage (though there are eventually more people on the first floor prior to the concert beginning). This makes me slightly wary at first, though I feel very assertive and confident throughout the rest of my dream even though things seem weird on a secondary level at times (like a wavering dream within a dream that is somewhat like having two or more dreams at the same time; fairly rare, but experienced enough to know the phenomenon in a familiar sense).

My dream concert follows the general pattern of a recurring song set which varies in some versions of the scenario. Before we start, I notice two (unfamiliar) dark-haired girls, seated on the floor and leaning against the wall, who seem to be faithful fans of my group, though the group does not even seem to have a name (at least not one I can remember in this case). Oddly, one of the girls is wearing sunglasses, which takes me a moment to perceive as such - because the sunglasses have painted-on human eyes, a bit larger than normal, so that her appearance is somewhat eerie. The other girl is missing her left eye, which instead, is a mostly featureless area with barely discernible wrinkles. I do not comment on either oddity. There is also a light-haired girl who seems a bit too pale and I ask her where she is from. She comments that she does not actually live in Israel but that her family is on a vacation.

I notice a male seated at a picnic table and facing me (though talking to others on his right about technical details of our upcoming show) at the second picnic table back on the opposite side from me. He is seemingly a member of my music group and I contemplate whether or not he is Orlando Jones (the actor from “Sleepy Hollow”; the television series) or my friend from middle school days who is now a well-known singer in Germany in real life. I conclude that he is my old friend Roosevelt and it is very good to see him here.

When we are ready, we seem to go into ad-lib or practice modes now and then, making the songs quite a bit longer and more interesting, with many dynamics that are not in the original recordings. These new versions of the songs (via my imagination) have gradually built up over the years, becoming more and more theatrical and intriguing in their fullness. At one point, an unknown older male with a harmonica infuses some additional nice-sounding impromptu bars. In the offset (dream within a dream) there is the focus on at least two members playing cereal boxes like guitars, held at an angle. Guitar-like music can still be heard in this case.

The first song performed is “Speak to the Sky” (originally done by Rick Springfield), which typically starts out with me playing the opening on a banjo and soon joined in crescendo (in the next verse) by drums, keyboards, and other vocalists (doing occasional intense harmonics that repeat part of a phrase I sing now and then, such as “I am blind” just after my phrasing, or fuller phrases such as “seems awful hard to find” at the same time as my phrasing). The audio of my voice seems amazingly well-rendered in my dream but does not sound like my real voice and also has an unidentifiable accent (almost like a composite of French and Romanian) - and there are also a few unusual “glitches” here and there (typical of dreams). However, in this particular dream, instead of a banjo, it seems I am actually playing the opening on a ukelele with somewhat of an odd muted sound at one point (though there are a few “resets” and offset “dream within a dream” sections). (“Doesn’t always rhyme” is usually done with more of a longer pentuplet feel, requiring a brief change in the otherwise 4/4 timing.)

The second song we perform is “Dear Prudence” (originally a Beatles song), where I start out playing something that sounds a bit like the style of Jeff Lang (the best slide guitarist I have ever heard) but then I quickly switch to an electric bass by grabbing it from the person on my left when the song changes from the sustained beginning bass notes to the intimate, almost overwhelming bass riff (possibly one of the best bass lines I have ever heard, the second being from Bob Marley’s “I Shot the Sheriff”).

After the first two songs (and in one “reset” there are also unusual-sounding horn sections - almost cinematic in style), my dream begins to decay into unusual “resets” and repeating patterns and becoming somewhat abstract, but remains a very positive dream experience until I wake.

This morning i got up and could tell it was a false awakening. I pinched my nose and breathed despite the closed nasal passages to confirm what i knew and afterwards i cant seem to recall much of anything. I likely just fell asleep in the dream because i wasn't all that excited.

I was lazing on the couch yesterday when I felt my awareness slip into the dream state. Often i dont do much but observe my dreaming state of mind and practice my ability to wake up on demand.

I kept going back and forth between waking up, having false awakenings and re-entering the lucid dream until i got bored and decided to loose my awareness and sleep. I even managed to dream that my dad came home early...odd.

I found myself in a dream, i was able to tell due to the unique feel my awareness gets when i am in a dream. I got off of the couch and decided to fly through the ceiling. For the first time I managed to phase through without any problems and tried to fly around in order to find Satanick, my favorite Mogeko game character.

I looked for him, but i couldnt really find him. I had trouble steering myself while i flew around, im beginning to think that i should flap my arms like a bird to have better control than just using telekinetic flying. As i flew around the area outside of my house was of course not the neighborhood i live in in waking like. Instead it was a bunch of random houses and a cartoonish landscape. I know from experience that a character who looks like master Roshi from Dragonball lives near by.

Soon after i began to wake up and re-enter the dream repeatedly and decerning false awakenings.