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The Beat Up House
I'm taken to a house that's been mistreated. Some of the house has been ripped off. I walk inside and see the family that's inside. The inside looks decent, definitely doesn't look like the outside. Majority of the people are female. I think a couple of them find me attractive.

I'm now in an open area, and I think I'm trying to get the attention of one of the females.

Dream Fragment
I notice that my dog REX has pee'd on the end of my bed.

Indian Man Fails Driving Test
At home and some Indian kid is doing a license test. He fails. Think Dave is with me and said its hard to pass. I get back from eddy and Germaine I think, and I'm told that the Indian bloke had hit my car (xr6). I get home and check a computer that has stats from me. I tell the fellas I'm checking mine first, then I'll check Indians. Think the car was inside near robs room.

Dream fragment
I can see the layers of dirt on my face. I scrape it off with a card. There's a lot of dirt coming off of my face. Brother sees me doing in this.

Morning of June 11, 2015. Thursday.



This is a somewhat typical bus-riding dream in which my dream-self mostly remains passive and observant. Such dreams have occurred since early childhood with mostly the same features, but often with a singularly odd (often impossible) event. There is never a point where I get off the bus in most versions of this dream situation (although I sometimes seem to automatically shift or teleport to a different bus, or a different driver comes in). In this version I am vaguely aware of my present family status and the bus seems fairly crowded.

As usual, I have no idea where I am going, though also as usual, this issue is not mentally addressed (at least strongly) by my dream-self - I have a very nonchalant attitude considering I have no idea where I am or where the bus driver is headed. It seems the bus is just going around in a non-established route for the most part, though this does not seem problematic to any of the other passengers. It seems to be early afternoon and taking place mainly in a more commercial area of a larger city (such as either Brisbane in Australia or La Crosse, Madison, or Milwaukee in America, though I am not sure which - however, the bus driver is on the left from the passenger’s perspective so I should assume it is taking place in America, I suppose).

At one point, the bus driver apparently sees potential passengers that he had missed picking up on the other side of an intersection after he has turned a corner. The bus soon somehow effortlessly moves sideways (as if all the wheels rotated ninety degrees) and it travels as such to the other side of the wide street and stops near a traffic light for the other people to get on. This does not strike me as overwhelmingly odd (or in fact impossible), only slightly unusual and unexpected, but my dream begins to fade around this point.

Did lots of incubation tonight before my day off tomorrow!
Lucid right now. I am dreaming mind now. Going tothe rainbow to taste the rainbow.
I am dreaming right now I am dreaming right now.

My mantra is I am lucid. I am in a dream I am lucid. I am in a dream.
Then I go flying off to experience the taste of rainbow - I am happy and showing it and lucid.
Then when I have seen myself accomplish this I see a tree in the distance and I decided to go and climb the tree that I can complete task number two and climb up a tree and see a wonderful view and marvel at the view. And I rejoice that I have been able to do my tasks have been aware my dream then at the end I do a reality check and then I do a reality check real life.
My mantra ;

Again I am lucid I am in a dream. I am lucid I am in a dream. To this throughout the day and before bed but definitely throughout the day with reality checks.


Children playing around, making food, enjoying ourselves
Approximately 7:30 AM Sunday 31st of May
I did not meditate this morning but I stayed in bed to carry on dreams. I asked myself what am I doing wrong I have no lucid dreams? I asked myself is it my perception? Or maybe my self awareness? At this point I began to say my mantraI turned onto my side and experimented with the way that I said the mantra . Sometimes I said it as if I was saying to somebody. The next very quietly into myself ... the more I did this send the mantra quietly into myself the more I had experience which was out of this world.

For some reason I decided to stick with the mantra
I am in a dream
I am in a dream.
As I whispered this mantra to myself everything began to change.The H .I .was beginning to get strong so I decided to take notice of it. I remembered that one lady had said when you have a strong H.I then pick A particular point within it and say
I am there.

Then she said you should be drawn to that point. That is exactly what happened I picked to the point and then I began to be drawn to that point it was like a surge of electricity catapulting me towards that point. As I moved towards PowerPoint Indian music began to play very loudly and very clearly I almost reached that very point where I do believe the dream was beginning. However unfortunately I experimented with that surge of electricity and told myself gently back out hoping that I would be able to go back again - It was because this feeling was so unusual had never felt before the weekend to play with and file. Later I have been told by friends that I you could've almost experienced full blown wild.!

The time is 7.09 AM Monday, 1 June.

I did wake back to bed however I was a little emotional and so could not focus properly.
I did have two experience is very similar to yesterday's wild attempt. There were two times I've reached place but did not quite - one time I did actually reach a place that was pitch black and I knew I was in the dream.
I screamed out into the darkness

to "George, mum - help me. You are the only ones that can help me! "

I called out again very very loudly and to begin back into my senses in my bed. But I definitely was in the dream and very aware of it so it was a lucid dream.

Cool Basic task 1
Tonight I had a main and a mini - lucid dreams- yippee
In the first LD I remembered that I wanted to go to taste the rainbow, so I flew up into the sky and imagined myself flying towards a rainbow - the rainbow was there - "there is the beautiful rainbow I want to taste "I said.
However the rainbow was really not all that beautiful and it was quite hard to imagine - sure it was kind of black and white, not in colour ;(however it was my rainbow that I imagine at that time ...I flew towards it and flew through it. I opened my mouth as I flew through it so that I could taste the rainbow. It is not taste of Much that I remember it was black and white taste perhaps -lol- lucidity was low but I was still aware that I was in my dream. I went on to complete the second task now basic task to climb a tree see the view.I went flying to a close by tree "there is a tree that I will climb and see a beautiful view, space and complete my task" I said. I then woke up.
So I guess this means I completed the first basic task of the month even though it is quite low lucidity effort - still happy

I'm coming out of a mine with a box a man gave me. Sitting down at a table across from a woman I know who's eating lunch, I open up the box and we have a look at the books inside. There's a two-volume set on healing magic that catches my attention; I've seen the first one before but the second is completely new to me, I'm very pleased. The woman asks me for a demonstration, and I laugh, saying I've barely got any understanding of it - it's not something you can learn from books, they're just for pointing you in the right direction, it takes time and work to actually put into practice. She's disappointed and leaves. As I look through the book, I call up a blue healing light that plays around my hand. Reading, the book is saying that it's impossible to progress further without "the Lady's smile."

I see an image of said Lady, a woman in a void. She's aware of my attention, though her eyes don't focus on me; she talks as if this is a visit from an old friend, sounding surprised and pleased, saying that I've come earlier this week than expected, and calls me by a name that starts "Shari-" But she cuts off partway through that name, and gives the impression of focusing on me, though still not with her eyes. She says then, "Isfael? Is that you?"

The observer side of me splits off, recognizing that this Lady and Shari-whoever are figures that often appear in stories together under various identities. When she correctly called me Isfael, I realized that Isfael is one of those identities, a specific young version of Shari-whoever without knowledge of his older self.

I closed my eyes and slowly started hearing voices of people i know while seeing a scene of myself on the bed and transparent figures talking to each other in the room.I than woke myself up which was a bit hard since i was paralyzed. But than I decided to just go back into the dream which i did. I couldn't move again and heard voices and felt people in the room that were there before. After that I believe I lay there and waited till another scene came.

The next scene I was non lucid inside a school for kids. I was walking the girls with another teacher to a auditorium. We made it to the stairs where the girls found a hole to the next bottom stairs. We had to go down so they mentioned how they wanted to go through and just did it. I didn't think it was such a good choice but i felt there was no other way down. After that I think the hole was bigger or i went around and managed to meet with the girls. We all went to an auditorium filled with party things and other teachers. I leaped onto a platform or table and noticed a star hanging on the side of a desk. It was a big yellow star that looked cute.

But the teacher who hanged it mentioned how it looked awful. When I looked back at it it was wrinkly and not bright yellow anymore. More like a mucky yellow. I told her that it looked great and not to worry about it. After that the dream shifted i think.

Anyways at a point I realized i was dreaming and started flying around the sky. An explosion occurred in the sky though and characters began shouting like they were having fun. I flew out the explosion with my arms in front of me and made myself have pink energy all around. I was looking at myself from a far view perspective until it got back to normal. I than thought about how i wanted someone who i was familiar with in the dream to rescue me. I thought about bringing Dawn inside the dream as I was flying.

Than I think that is when he or someone else came. It was a familiar feeling but i couldn't see them. The person was transparent although obviously a guy because of his voice. I held onto the person as we were flying and he started showing me a scene unfolding of stars that rotated than flashed a light in a night sky. I told him I've never seen stars that moved like that but it looked cool. He said he liked it too. Than he showed me the scenery with small pictures of cartoon people around happy and in positions where they look like their doing different things. Than I saw lots of pretty colors and patterns as he was flying me.

That's when I noticed he looked like he had the pattern of colorful sky clouds(Have a blanket like that for my birds) and he was somewhat shaped like a pillow but more oval on the top. I had my knees on the pillow and held his pillow shoulders. I don't know if you can imagine that though but think of it as if your pretending you have a pillow car. Anyways I asked what kind of being he was when i saw that and than we arrived at my parents bedroom.I hugged him to try and get a feel of who he was and he changed his form from pillow to transparency.

I asked him again who he was than the scene shifted and i saw my parents bedroom how it looked when the room was in full and not split. I couldn't see myself but he was showing me the room saying we were friends that played here a long time ago. I than noticed a transparent person appearing in the room. Except they looked like they were on the floor trying to fix something. I tried to wake myself up because he started showing me things like a few creepy dream characters i met before. I ended up paralyzed on my bed and told him to stop taking control. But he ended up showing me a picture frame with white curve lines around the rectangular frame. There were tiny chibi looking kids around the pic. Than he made me put the piece of a tiny little boy chibi person to complete the puzzle on the picture.

I got a feeling that I wanted to do that but wanted to wake up even more. I than reappeared on the bed and heard a t.v. on. I also felt my dad was in the next room. I tried getting up but could only open one eye.I felt that maybe the scene was really happening now but than i reappeared on the bed.After i waited for a bit I manged to get out the dream by thought and woke up.

EDIT: It had to be Dawn. P

First dream - nightmare

I was in school. I was in the classroom, sitting in front of the teacher - a bald man with mustache. There were other students in the classroom. I asked if I can go to the toilet, he agreed so I went out of the classroom. I was alone at the corridor, heading towards the toilet.

When I opened the door, I saw that the lights were on, but as I made one step they turned off. I closed the door and opened them again, and the situation was the same. Then I think "Is this school haunted?" Suddenly a DC janitor appears. A brunette woman in janitor suit, with glasses. She tells "This school is haunted." and goes away. She said it, like it was obvious to everyone.

I thought "Even if there's hell inside, I'll do this!" I entered the dark toilet. As I started to pee, suddenly red light started to flicker, walls and floor tiles started to crack. School trembled and the walls bleed. I finished my thing and went back to the classroom. I looked at the clock and saw that it was late evening, but then I looked at the clock again, and saw that I should go to take a bus back home.

I went to the cloakroom. There were some girls taking their stuff and going out. I came closer to my locker. It had padlock made of rolled paper. I opened it, and saw that I have loads of old, useless junk in my locker. I couldn't find my shoes. I took all the stuff and went out to a car. I looked at the driver. He was wearing gray hoodie, and he wasn't looking at the road. However, he was a great drver.

Second dream

I was on a backstage of a circus. Someone was talking about the place. He started from talking about clowns working there - batman, a clown with black, fake mustache in bat suit; crabman, a clown with blonde mustache in crab suit; and spiderman, a clown with brown mustache in spider suit. They were running around like crazy. There were huge crowds cheering from the tribunes.

Then he told about a murder bug "Whomever may touch it, may he rest in peace.". A sad and frightening melody played in the background as he said about the bug. Then a dude looking like Eric from "Sweet 70's" TV show appeared, and show control switches of the circus.

He pointed at one and said "This is a lunch button. We choose one person from the crowd, and give it a free lunch. This week we have a special offer. If you have three nipples, you can come over to us. There's a free lunch waiting for you!"

Morning of June 11, 2015. Thursday.

Dream #: 17,706-04. Reading time: 2 min 42 sec.



I live in an unknown region in an unfamiliar (to my conscious self) house with my family (some fictitious). I have at least three additional daughters though I do not recall their names. (They do not resemble my real-life daughters.) One seems frustrated with her middle school mathematics homework at a kitchen table. I say that she may need my help. She looks at me annoyingly because it is evident that she needs my help. Another daughter in the twelfth grade will need less assistance.

I am vaguely aware of my need to use the toilet. One of my fictitious daughters is in the bathroom, but she leaves (without complaint) before using it because of me. The bathroom is big (about half the area of our present house). There are pieces of vinyl not firmly or entirely covering the wooden floor as well as debris. Near another wall, perpendicular to the doorway I came in, is what resembles a glass door of a business building but with a doorknob rather than a handle. I go over to the door upon seeing it is open and then discover at least part of the wall is like a glass storefront, so there is no privacy. The immediate area outside looks like a shopping mall entrance. As I attempt to close the door, the doorknob and plate slide about as if loose. I fix it by moving it around until it locks into place and I close the door. I think I will tell my family about it.

The toilet flushes itself (before I go) as if on a timer. It quickly overflows. Water, waste, and debris go under the door, into the hall, into a daughter’s room. I can see through the wall (mentally; unlike through glass). She is doing mathematics homework on her bed, probably wondering about the flooding. I am annoyed by the realization of the awful mess that I will need to clean up, but incredibly, the water, waste, and debris recede, returning to the toilet, leaving the floors dry and clean.

Without using the bathroom, I go outside. The area is rural, and the front yard is very big. I get a strong sense of being in Kentucky (though I have never lived there). The house next door is vacant. On the other side of the dirt road, through a cluster of shrubbery and trees, I see horses pulling a carriage as well as several people walking. I wave at them, and they smile generously and wave back. Most of them are older wealthy blacks dressed in late 1800s attire. One man has white hair and is wearing an expensive-looking suit. They cross to our side of the road and are either moving into the other house or looking at it for possible purchase. There is at least one old Caucasian man with them who may be a servant or adviser as he asks me when the wood pit (a long deep ditch between properties with firewood and uncut logs) was last in use. I am unsure.

Soon, there is a strong gust of refreshing wind, like the season suddenly changing from summer to winter. Big flakes that briefly seem like snow but then like small pieces of old newspaper, small sections of tar paper, and grainy debris, rain down upon us. Some people duck out of apprehension at the unexpected event (that does not cause any injuries). I feel thrilled and exhilarated by this event, with a sense of sudden well-being. When I look back, I see that it was the wind blowing a section of roof cover off my house so that now about a fourth of one side looks uncovered. I notice at least three layers that include newspaper, tar paper, and shingles. One of the men starts talking about my house (though his criticism does not seem rude), as if he is surprised I am living there, expressing how it is more like the kind of house and roof for an apprentice than for a someone such as me. My dream fades.

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Had a sin]it of a dream this afternoon about a vintage school bus yellow motorcycle and an almost identicle murky green motorcycle. Not sure what the dream was about or the symbology of the motorcycles.

1. I am in Mrs. Pair's classroom, my history teacher from last year. We had all just finished completing our final exams. Class is about to end and it is the last day of school. Everyone gets out of their seats and migrates towards the door waiting for the bell to ring. Me and Dylan do the same and talk as usual. "Dude, so glad those exams are over" I tell him. "I know bro, its fucking summer!" he replies with excitement. "Hell yeah" I say. Suddenly the bell rings and all of the students rush out of the door. As soon as I walk out of the class I make a right and it occurs to me that the school looks way bigger than usual. The hallways are extremely wide and covered with off-white tiles instead of carpet. "Huh" I think to myself, "That's odd". Dylan walks the other way to get to his car and get out of school as fast as he can, I can tell that he is ready for summer.
I continue walking in the opposite direction and as I do so I walk out to an opening where the second floor is exposed to the cafeteria, like a balcony. A huge group of students are walking from this area towards the parking lot( the same direction as Dylan). I notice that there are a ton of students in the cafeteria still eating, but most of them are getting up and leaving. About a minute later everyone is gone from the cafeteria but the huge group of students on the second floor balcony are still standing around or walking slowly towards the parking lot. I walk past them and see Justin Watchell, or as he is commonly referred to, Swole Arms. "Hey I know that guy" I think to myself. I turn around and start making my way to the parking lot but as I do so I see that the hallways towards it are blocked off by a metal pull down gate that comes down from the ceiling. "Shit, how am I going to get out?" I think to myself. A sense of urgency comes to me as I realize that the staff is already closing up the entire school.
I start jogging away from the huge group of students to find an alternate route out of the school. I turn a corner and see that all of the hallways are blocked off by a metal gate. I hear the group of students behind me talking, and they are talking about me. "He's the one" I hear a girl say. I then "realize" that there is a girl student who is a secret agent from some unknown company and she has been sent to follow me. "I can't go back to that group" I think to myself, "that girl knows I'm here now plus it's a little embarrassing just walking around in circles not even knowing the way out" (lmao, I never get embarrassed in waking life). I find that I am holding a bag of Doritos in my hand, so I open it up and start eating out of it.

#443 - DILD - 5:01AM


This dream was from Monday morning...

I'm enjoying keeping my entries short and to the point with less detail. It makes it easier for lazy slugs like me to read. Not much happened in this dream anyway. I've really got to get a high level LD soon.

I find some acoustic guitars in a church. My mom tells me to take one since they aren't being used. I chose one and begin to play. It feels random, but sound amazing. Everyone claps for me.

I recognize the dream sign and become lucid. I almost lose the dream but I manage to concentrate and reenter. My memory gets foggy and all I can recall is looking at some colorful gift bags thinking on goals. For some reason I think that I was to trace something in the air. I make some shape in the air with my finger and I see a silver trail of light follow and then vanish. Someone looks at me with a knowing look. I think I am doing the wrong task and I wake up.

I later dream non lucid about being a traveling businessman with way too many sexual hookups. I keep telling the women that I love them, but I seem to just want to "hit it and quit it". There was some drama on an airplane with some woman.

Ok I typed a bunch of this up, then left the room and Sofie sat on the keyboard and messed up my whole world.

I had a nap WILD, phased through my bedroom wall, got a little stuck, got outside, saw a tree, climbed it, got to the top, but I was too heavy for it and it bent over and I was back on the ground lol.

Then I WILDed again and called Lee Pace on my cell phone and he showed up in a sports car and we made out until he disappeared and I woke up.