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#453 - DILD - 5:16AM

Last night, for whatever reason, I found it comforting to wear my sleep mask that I mainly use to block the early sun light on days I get to sleep in. Someone on place gave me the idea to use the sleep mask as a reality check. If I can see, I must be dreaming.

I am in some version of my grandparent's old house. There is some conversation with Nanny that I don't recall. I walk into a room and realize that I can see and decide that I must be dreaming. Excited, I look around the room to see what I can find. I spot and orange tabby cat. It notices me, and scurries away.

I become deeply introspective for awhile and lose my lucidity. I don't recall much of this, but my thoughts come back around to being at my grandparent's house. The last time I was here was right after they... OH! I remember that I have no surviving grandparents and being here brings me back to full lucidity. I think about searching them out, but really don't want to revisit the emotions, so I abandon the idea. I see the cat again, but like last time, it's runs off. I think to chase it, but remember I had a goal in mind. I want to get an inanimate object to talk to me. I happen to have an empty drinking glass in my right hand so I decide to talk to that, "Hello. How are you?" To my surprise, someone has drawn a face on the glass with a permanent marker. Ha! This is great!
I listen, but can only hear a faint, "Hello."
I talk to the glass again, but this time put it to my ear. There is no sound. I try a third time, but can't get anything else out of the glass. I become overly frustrated and and shout, "Talk to me you SOB!" I then squeeze the glass with both hands until it pops and shatters. Oops. I let it fall to the floor and search for something else, but I quickly wake up.

Gawd. This is gonna be my 600th DJ entry. What am I doing with my life...? I remember I changed my color code when I was at around 300 DJ entries and it took me three four hour sessions over the course of five days to change the color code over to be consistent. It was maddening and it took me weeks to weed out the odd dj entries with the old color code. Hopefully I don't tire of this one. The 5-fold color scheme has actually held up well.

I was at my moms' mothers' apartment building that she was the landlord of. It should have been a dead giveaway that I was dreaming, since she passed away four years ago now, and she was a lucid trigger a couple times. I had an odd semi-lucidity that really leaned to the low end of the spectrum. Nasty yellow color code, go.

I remember relaxing in her apartment. She was talking about making cookies with me. As cliched as it sounds, that's what I always did with her when she was still alive. Iwl she had a gray cat named Jasper who had no claws.

In the dream, Jasper was much larger than he had been in waking life. Much larger than any domestic cat; about the size of a medium sized dog. He also had white belly and paws. But he seemed just as friendly and talkative as always. He always used to meow at me constantly (though not really in a mean way, he was just a noisy cat.), and he did so in the dream.

She took me out back. IWL there was no way to make your way around to the back of the building because there was another property. But in the dream there was a wooden scaffolding/walkway that ran along the backside at the level of the second floor. Also, the building, that had been two stories IWL, was three in the dream. In fact, it was two buildings, and had a small courtyard in the middle.

We walked along the walkway and she asked me to use my lucid powers to fly up on the roof and turn on the air conditioner. I went up there and there were these two fat old guys that I had never seen before. They told me to go back down that I wasn't allowed on the roof.

I remembered one of the businesses there was this store that sold crystals, incense and all this other new spirituality age stuff. This store was in the dream too, but it was a third building, and was rotated 90 degrees to its regular orientation. (Most of the businesses in the building she owned were actually taken by things like churches and psychics and stuff.)

I went in, and there were these two women talking. One was this very tall oriental woman, taller than Manei probably, and dressed in mostly black. The other was a short black woman who was wearing purple and looked a little like my moms' friend. She had the same smiling face. I told them I was just dropping in to see how the store was, since I used to come there as a kid. But I felt like I was interrupting whatever they were talking about and I should leave.

One of the women told me I reminded her of a character in a The Alchemist; a boy who got hurt and had to bandage half of his face and hide it. (Having read the book, I know there is no such character.) I think she asked me about my wristbands. I told her that they were something that I came up with so that I could tell when I was dreaming and when I was awake in them, since I would only have them in the dream. I also told her that they also have hidden blades in them in case a nightmare or something comes up and I have to fight.

Two Bslaps for myself. One for not becoming lucid right there. And one for telling the lady about my hidden blades.

I also remember in the store that all of the crystals and stuff looked exceptionally vivid. I remember how I was thinking about making quartz crystals a dream sign, because I feel like I dream of them a lot.

I wanted to go back and meet with my grandmother and finish helping her. But I had to go to some kind of class. My teacher from my tech school was in one of the businesses and it was set up like the computer lab from my old tech school. I had a photoshop project to do.

I decided to start my DEILD alarm, after six months of using a single alarm and thus having one long uninterupted night of sleep my body needs to get used to the split up sleep shedule I'll use for LDing. This meant that I'm almost completely certain that last night I did't have any REM-cycles and also no dreams.

I woke up with zero DR so there's not much else to be said.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a HUGE dream. When I woke up, I just remembered the last half, and then slowly, bits of the first half came back. But I can't promise that I remembered everything.

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I was at my mom's house. I think I was in my bedroom first. My mom was doing some sort of renovation project, where she was removing a little "hallway" to my desk, and just making that whole wall even. She also added an extra, large window in my room. I could hear the workers still working on the outside of the walls outside. I remember being surprised once I walked into the room. I had an extra window! Awesome! More natural light!

The scene shifted. I was now out on the back porch. A lot of people were there, from my little brother's age to my age or older, whom I didn't know barely any. We were apparently having some sort of party. There was at least 40 people there, either on the back deck, in the living room, or in the basement.

I don't remember performing an RC. Well, I do remember the sensation, and seeing my hand clutch my nose, but I don't remember exactly when I did it. I was still on the back porch. Not completely and totally lucid, but I was somewhat aware. I remember I think someone was being rude to me. Some guy... I lifted my hands up, above my head, and "pushed" my hands back down like I was pushing some invisible force. As I was thinking of it, small droplets of rain began to drop around this guy. I looked up. The rain was only happening a little bit above his head, and no farther up. Like his own little rainstorm.

I turned to my left. I could see over the deck fence over to where a main road should be. About 10 people were around me. Suddenly, the sky got a darkish grey. Flashes of cloud-to-ground forked lightning happened several miles away, over and over. The first time, the lightning was a light purple. The next time, it flashed a bright yellow. Then, a bright red.. I remember hearing myself say, "Oooh, that's pretty..."

Suddenly, in the lightning's place, a huge tornado was forming. Too fast. It was already a cyclone. I could see it heading for the house. It had just overtaken a house that was about a quarter mile away. Forgetting that this was a dream entirely and that I should have just stood my ground, I ducked inside the house and hurtled myself towards the basement.

There were several people down here, but some I specifically remember were these two boys watching something on a small TV that was on the ground. I looked closer at what they were watching. It was some old black and white show.

I think my lucidity dipped here, but I regained most of it when I found myself in a small city that looked like a town over, but a lot less cars driving around. I remember standing partly on the asphalt road. I wasn't the only one walking. There were several people around that were walking, standing, or pushing carts.

I looked up to my left. I could see the road went up a large hill, and blocked everything on the other side. I decided to walk up the hill and see what I could see. First, though, I remember stomping the ground, to try to get some of my senses to fully function. I felt like I was on autopilot, though. I then dropped to the ground and felt the road beneath me. I think I tried to crawl, or I just layed on the road.

I finally went walking up the hill. I got to the top, and I could see a Walmart on my right. I thought I would walk in to see if I could find some candy.

Time moved forward. I was inside. I think I saw E in there, walking around. I remember walking down random aisles, mainly in the bottom left corner of Walmart, looking for candy. But all I was seeing was hardware, and fishing stuff, and other things. I was walking down another random aisle when I decided to stomp my feet again. The pressure of my feet hitting the floor kind of hurt; the force vibrated up my calves. I kneeled down to the floor again, but this time, only to examine it. However, while I was crouched there, I remember thinking how I felt like I wanted to "go to sleep" or like I was sleep deprived. I couldn't shake this feeling, no matter how alert I tried to make myself. I still felt like a zombie.

I walked forward a bit, reached my hand out to a lower shelf, and closed my eyes. I imagined to myself that my hand was about to touch a small box filled with something chocolatey. Sure enough, my fingers brushed against something. I opened my eyes. A small orange box of Reese's minis was lying there. I got excited. I picked them up, ripped the top open, and gorged myself. They weren't bad, but then again, I wasn't really focusing on the taste.. as I was trying to find what next to do.

Another dip happened in my lucidity and now I was in a small shop. J and her roommate were both standing beside me. We were all looking around at things. I remember seeing a stand close to the checkout counter that had decks of cards in it. I thought to myself, "I do need a deck of cards, I've never owned one before." But then I reasoned, "Hang on, this is a dream. I can't take this back (but I wish I could)." So I tore my eyes from the display and walked out the door with J and her roommate.

We were walking down the opposite way of the road I had been on much earlier. We came to a kind of deserted, graffitied building. Sam and my little brother were with me now. We all walked in, and found two guys in there, rolling on the floor or something.

They laughed and walked out. I realized that this was just a bathroom. The walls were also graffitied in here as well, and the main wall paint was black. I walked into one of the larger stalls and looked around. A small light bulb hung over everything.

We were back outside. We walked to a gravel/rock parking lot that was beside the building. I wanted to go somewhere else. I had never tried teleportation before, so I thought it would be cool to try.

Using expectation with the dream characters/people around me (Sam, my brother, J, and her friend), I remember looking around and grabbing a semi-smooth stone that was about half the size of my hand if I had made it into a fist.

"Guys, look.." I said. "This is a summoning rock."

I don't know why I called it that. I showed it to them. They were a little surprised by it and thought it was cool. I tried to etch something into the rock with my finger by expectation, so as to make it seem more.. "symbolic". I silently thought to myself that I could. The top of the rocks surface was then able to be chipped away like a half-baked cookie. I etched a small cross into the top of it with my fingernail.

I held it in my hand. I wasn't sure how we were all supposed to teleport there at once, but I decided that if I believed we could, then we could. I told everyone to get into a circle, and all hold hands. We all did. "I guess I put the summoning rock into my hand.." I muttered. "And hold yours.." I said to, I think it was, Sam.

Now, we were all linked. I closed my eyes and shouted, "To Hogwarts!" That was the first thing that came out of my mouth. I didn't even plan to go there, I just wanted to go somewhere.

We "appeared" in what looked like the Great Hall without any tables or chairs. I could see a much larger Hagrid standing beside a weak-looking Dumbledore like a guard. Dumbledore was seated in a throne-like chair. Hagrid was not happy to see us.

Then I woke up.

Note: At one point during this dream, I remember using the spell "Incendio" with just my hands, on someone. I didn't have a wand. This resulted in a small flamethrower-like fire coming out of my fingertips.

I haven't had any LDs or dreams that I could remember Night 5, though luckily I feel like I am finding it easier to fall asleep at my will through this process. I still cannot remember any dreams that I have had this past week, save for one I remembered Day 4 that I had Day 2 (this had to do with me walking the streets of NYC Houston Street and walking to a new school that may have taken place in my old one). My recollection of this dream is vague at best, at the time I did not at all realize it was a dream and even after waking up my mind failed to accept and remember that my experience was a dream. Tonight I am going to attempt to do WBTB and perhaps FILD or the technique that I previously posted but didn't go through with due to a technical malfunction. On my iPhone I have also downloaded a free app I believe is titled "Lucid Dreamer." It has a premium version that gives access to a "subliminator, reality checker, etc" and things of that nature. The subliminator is the one I find the most interesting. When I press start with the subliminator suggested, it shows a quick slideshow of short phrases and words such as "You are dreaming," "You can do it," "reality check," "control," and other places/lanscapes such as "Jungle" or "Forest." I stared at it for around 5 minutes throughout my day, and I question the validity of it. I will write an update tomorrow about my experience with dreaming tonight.

Night of July 20, 2015 Monday.



I meet the “mystery girl”, the life-long “dream girl” at an apartment building (where her half-brother is living at the time) - the building with the same name as my middle name near a road with the same name as my first name; neither name being very common and certainly not that popular with mainstream society. I walk up to her taking in the layout of the building on the second floor, the railing, her beautiful smile. “Now you know for sure. That I really care for you. Only the eye can tell you why”.

The dream girl came from a place called Heaven. She lived in an unlikely house with exterior walls missing, like a cutaway view of a house as I saw in my dreams as a child; a rainforest girl, born on Friday the Thirteenth. She was the flower girl in a Nimbin event. The Cowsills sing “I love the flower girl. Was she reality or just a dream to me?” She was across the ocean though I always could feel her and sometimes tried to make the journey in my dreams. “Nimbin” is an imaginary place, a classmate tells me.

“What time is it when the clock strikes thirteen?” it says on the back of a paperback book of ghost stories. “Time to get a new clock,” writes my sister on the cover in blue ink.

“Why did you…?” I start to say to the “mystery girl”. Why did she copy the drawing of the only other person I suspected might actually exist on this planet in a way that brought on the blue light. She looked over my right shoulder on my desk in her moment of lucidity, the drawing of which she mentally took back with her to copy so that I knew something was going on when she sent it to me years later upon discovering she was real. The dream girl and the “other” (the one who originally drew the image) both had similar first names (Susan and Zsuzsanna/Suzi) and their last names; both seven letters, and vowels and consonants in the same sequence, probably not that important in the scheme of things

“I’ve got the key, I’ve got the secret,” sing the Urban Cookie Collective. “Come with me see a brand new day”, Yothu Yindi sing. Meeting my partner is the biggest joy ever, especially seeing her as the most beautiful girl on the planet since early childhood…Roma Hungarian (gypsy) but with an intriguing and unique Roma-Australian accent.

I mishear “you see that cycad palm” as “you see that psychic come”. When I learn of the real lyrics, I smile inwardly. It is a good thing. “Psychics” cannot exist because the Source will have none of it. The Source cannot be controlled, named, poked, or prodded. You might as well try to control how your food digests, molecule by molecule.

I look at her in the mirror (as if I was looking at my own reflection) just prior to her contact. “…and if it sounds a bit upside-down, it’s from down under…” The cassette is my first treasure from her.

My bride is the only voice I could ever hear more deeply inside of me (and it turns out that she was the one that told me things as I was growing up - such as the package of books in the mail that had been split open and left on a desk downstairs from my apartment before I got to my boarding house and their exact arrangement in an impossible visual “memory” - yet this was also somehow like a feminine memory and her voice at the same time), the only one who can bring the blue light within me, it seems. The only other one who seems to exist with me.

“Blue flame!” shouts my brother-in-law looking at me as if for the first time and twists his head around in his arm chair, almost straining his neck, to see if other people are looking my way. He says he sees “blue fire burning” around my head and shoulders. A few minutes later, he is himself again, short-term amnesia taking root as it always does with “normal” people.

I look upon the face of my “imaginary girl” and her visage is of the same beauty as before we met. The same unique voice and accent - since April 9th, 1994, the 99th day of that year.

Have others, somewhere at some point in human history, lived as I have…or even understood as I have, the makings of their own place in the universe, and where every little pattern and idea that exists seems to be specially designed for the self as some sort of clue or hint? There are no records of such that I know of. Skepticism. Anger. Jealousy. Short-term amnesia. Nervous doubt. Fear of the unknown. This is what makes people human. I have to remember that others are like chicks in eggs. I have to remember that even as a young child, adults were like chicks in eggs to me. Everything I saw around me was ridiculously deceitful but unable to sway what I knew. All those frustrated people of my past watch me walk away.

The whole world was coming to an end. Every body around me was panicking and was quickly rushing out the exit freeways to escape the city. The city, one next to a mountain and the freeway, was filled with a wide open space of something I didn't bother to look at. I never looked at it. I just sort of assumed it was filled with tons of people and parked cards with people running all over the face. Moreover, there was a boundary that separated that side of land and the side I was standing on. I didn't cross it, so I just went ahead on with the nearing extinction of human civilization.

Before I knew it, I now appeared inside a absurdly crowded jungle filled with what seemed to be an amusement park. I through a quiet building trying to see what I can scavenge to survive longer. Eventually, I found a room that was filled with fearful people, some of which I knew. From what I could tell, most of them didn't know how to survive. I noticed one of them sitting in one of the chairs near one of the exits and until I walked up past them, I realized that it was Jen, or Quynh - whatever.

I didn't want to stay with these weak ones and become fearful my whole life. I wanted to go out and and see what I else I could find. I walked back towards the empty exit doorway and walked back in to the jungle. After making it to the river, out of one of the buildings across from me, I see a huge baldly shaped man charging at me with eyes of danger. To my surprise I didn't know what to do. I didn't think it would hurt me. The rest was just a blur.

I do remember what happened after. Me and a few other people were inside a red car. The person driving, which I assumed to be a stranger, was driving out in the desert with the intention to kill the man who screwed his wife on a video I saw on the internet(that video was on my mind for a while). When we finally went past his place, he drove past his place and started firing at the wife screwer. Then he fights back. I had my head ducked down to prevent from being shot. I heard shots fired near the door. The driver finally got a hit on him, shot and killed him. I became relived.

We made a inspection stop on our way on to a tall bridge surrounded by cops and mountains. We slowly reeled in next to what looked like a prison. The cops were stopping us and told us to get out of the car. That's when I realized that I forgot to take the revolving gun out of the car before we came here. Fortunately, the cop didn't care. He saw the gun and didn't arrest me. However, that wasn't it. There was an attractive looking game center right by the inspect location. Me and the others walked inside to see what we could find. They went along and in to the inner circle of fun while I stayed on the outer side where I spent thinking over my thoughts. The room was lit up by red ceiling lights and multicolored entrance lights. I walked around to see where I could think but I didn't find anything.

As the dream was finally starting to come to an end, I became confronted by some evil spirit. It was testing me to see whether or not I am fearful of it. I challenged it by teleporting myself through a series of mind-blogging events that led me in the back yard of my home. I was alone. I ran up to the evil spirit and enraged all of hatred I had for it and released it in to a show of fireworks. What seemed to be an unknown figure was Darth Maul. He wasn't the only evil being, though. I too became one of the evil ones. He didn't like me though. I pulled out a double edged lightsaber, like him, and started waving it at him and his defenses. He had more skill, which caused my lightsaber to split in to 2. I continued fighting and then lost when I threw both of my lightsabers at him and then was attacked by the piercing force of his own saber. I felt the pain. I imagined my body not splitting in to pieces, and it worked. However, when I grabbed a hold of my saber, I through it at him which turned him in to little pieces.

I then rushed back to the game center using the teleporter and left the dream because of the burning mark Maul left on me.

- Eating chocolates with C in the bedroom (Cadbury eggs, yum!) when I look down at a half-eaten one and notice it has this disgusting thing in it:



These are parasites that normally get inside fish and eat, then take the place of, their tongues. They then proceed to steal all of the fish's food as it eats it. So, I freak out majorly and cry etc. I end up saying to C's brother that I'm just gonna have to wait 'til a lump forms in my tongue, then go get it taken out.

- Helping a young teen girl with long, straight blonde hair get out of an abusive family situation; dragging her around town trying to find a safe place, feeling like we're being hunted/followed; go to my old house in town where there are other people living now, take her in and lock us in a room; feels like we're safe, but the owners of the house come home I guess and we have to leave. Later on, girl is gone and I'm frantically searching for her and some other people we were with for a second (Lu, Z & C I think). They'd been parked along the road, waiting for me. It's night and I can't find them. It seems like they had to drive off for some reason, like the bad people came or whatever. I keep looking in dark vehicles, hoping they're hiding in one. Most of them are empty at first, then I start finding scary dark shadow people that I don't know. I get really freaked out and become sort of lucid. I just know that if I fly to the moon I can get out of this reality somehow. So I take off and zoom as fast as I can towards the moon. The going is a little slow due to fear. I top a hill covered in buildings and find myself looking at a big lake with hills far across on the other side. The moon isn't reflected in the water, but its light shines off the surface all over. I'm still trying to get to the moon but I start sinking towards the deep dark water. This scares me, but I'm so tired of being scared that I just say "fuck it" and let myself follow the curve of the dream. This decision actually raises my lucidity to normal levels. I end up deep down in some flooded underwater facility. Alarms and lights are going off and some of the crew is still trying to get things to work. It feels very space-like and reminds me of "The Abyss" except everything is completely flooded and we're all swimming around inside. Things go even more wrong and I want to get out of the situation even more. Suddenly C is with me, helping me calm down and guiding me to the "edge". I feel like the dream has an edge and when I pop out of it I'll wake up. We reach a weird corner that seems superimposed over everything else and we start to push against it, side by side with arms locked together. It's difficult, but I draw strength from C and we both persevere. Slowly the stuff starts to bend outward and our heads start to go through. C starts yelling like there's a really weird sensation, then I notice it. My head feels HOT and very tingly and I "see" pink and purple sparkles on the other side, a little like the static on an old, inactive TV. I can see a cross-section of my own head where it has entered the other side and it is much darker purple than what's around it. I get scared because it feels like there is intense pressure on my head, but I remain determined, let go of C's arm, and dive through the rest of the way. I feel almost like a baby falling out of a mother with the last push, but I also feel like I'm ENTERING a womb-like space. Once totally across, I assume the fetal position. Almost immediately I sit up in bed and all seems normal. My bed is in a different position now, but I don't notice. I decide to RC anyway and surprisingly to me I'm lucid! I wonder what to do, not caring about tasks, and decide to have some adult fun. I stand up and walk out of my room calling for D. I have a short moment of doubt about whether or not he will appear, but I dismiss it. I turn the corner into a small dining room that normally doesn't exist, and there he is, sitting and eating at the table wearing nothing but white boxers with red hearts on them. I interact with him verbally (no recall) and he gets up to come into the other room with me. His form seems weirdly insubstantial though, so I just walk away by myself. I encounter some people already having sex in my bedroom, so I decide to just watch. The guy is facing me while the girl is not and he keeps noticing me and being weirded out. I mutter some things like, "I'm not here, you don't see me," and wave my hands over my face and he stops paying attention. I end up getting involved then waking up.

I was swimming in the ocean and kept going until i saw a boy was told he was going too far. That's when someone who was older and behind him held him so he could move forward to collect a necklace or something like that. (He had a swimming thing so he could breathe under water too)However, a metal gate was in the ocean so no one could move onward. I felt good about this since i became the character that was being a bit too curious. The person carrying me swam back and we ended up on land.However, when i was hoping he would be a interesting DC suddenly he got on a roof and jumped down. He fell slowly and acted like he died when he touched the ground. I was like "'Get up! I'm not that bad to be with! Come on!"

He slowly faded so i went to a bedroom where i saw a kid playing the Wii U. Super smash bros game. He looked into it and for some reason i had the urge to go on the computer. While i was on it i told him i was having a lucid dream and that he was in the dream. I even told him that he should look at the computer when i wanted to show him how to get on dream version of dream views. He said he didn't know English that well though. I decided I would leave him alone. I left but ended up getting up from a bed in my old room. When the lights came on there was a guy singing to a girl on another bed. I decided to leave them alone and went upstairs.

There the house looked somewhat different but you could tell it was morning. I saw a man who looked tan with brown hair, wearing a white long cloak coat like get up there. At first i didn't say hi but when i saw my family hanging around than looked at the cemetery out the window with people looking at it i decided to say hello. He said hi to me and gave me a smile that said "I'm gonna be nice and smile but there's something i'm concerned about." After that i asked the ones in my living room why there was a cemetery outside my house. Than a dream character came from behind me and pushed me outside. We were walking and as i saw the little stones but decorated cemetery sitting on a little mountainous area but still in the country i asked what the dream and the cemetery represented.

The character sounded like a woman i think though. She said it represented my fear and sadness and that thats what people were looking at. Than she took her hand and rotated her hand around my chest like she was rubbing it in the air. I felt the pain that i felt when i get really depressed and sad. Than it faded and I understood what it meant. After that i woke up though.

Iguess i was thinking about my problem again without realizing i was and the dream was just signaling that.

I was in my home. My younger sister was working on her laptop. I was bored, so I took three bags out of a drawer and prepared for going to a forest, where I could collect bugs. Mother saw me, and asked where I'm going. I said "I'm bored, so I'm going to collect bugs for entomology project.

#451 - DILD - 7:15AM

Some goons are chasing because I have an item that is valuable to them. Two come at me and to shoot them both with pistol. I feel like this is a video game and I become lucid. I run through many doors and various rooms for quite a long time. I eventually come to a larger room and meet one of the bad guys head on. Knowing this is a dream an nothing can hurt me, I bum rush the man and put my gun to his temple. I am disappointed by the lack of sound and only see sparks spurting out the other side. Perhaps they are robots? I let this thought go as collect my thoughts as I dismiss whatever story line I was involved in. I realize that I had some goals in mind, but I can't seem to recall them. The effort of thinking on this causes the dream to collapse. I rub my hands to stabilize, but it is of no use.


7:25

I lay awake for a while and think of some cool lucid dream goals. Staring at a ceiling fan and trying to walk up a rainbow. Perhaps one night I'll give it a go.

#452 - DEILD - 7:46AM

I fall into a non lucid dream of being a rapper on stage. I spout some freestyle nonsense and end up sounding a lot like Emenim. I wake up slightly and start to rub my hands with my dream body. I am surprised how vivid it feels so I get up out of bed. I am blind, but I remember that I put on my sleep mask to block out the day light. I try looking through the mask and find that I can partially see the room. This only works for awhile as I make my way outside. I very much feel the mask on my face, but never think to take it off in the dream. I am blind outside and the dream quickly collapses and I wake up.
Or so I thought. It turns out to be a false awakening and I spend a lot of time trying to record my dream in my DJ without much success. I eventually wake up.

I was Trying to get a item (i dont remember what) and these monsters from a horror game ive played, they tried to kill me but i wasnt scared.
i began running as fast as i could and i remember that i double jumped like in videogames.
i ran down some stairs and entered a bright snack store.
(this snack store is very close to my house and i always go there on fridays)
but something didnt seem to fit in.
i started wondering if there was a fridge in the middle of the store last time i was here.
and i realised that im dreaming, i started thinking "dont think of something scary or i might end up in an nightmare"
so i accidentally thought of something scary(it was some kind of dark room with minimal lightning.
the floor collapsed and i fell down on a chair.
a scary looking girl dressed in white approached me closely and i said you're not real.
i'd feel stressed and started laughing without reason.
i began to look at the wall and try to move it, and after some tries it did!
the wall was now a portal to a tropical forest and the girl in the room looked alot prettier.
(i love to have a dream girlfriend because things are less complicated here haha )
i grabbed her hand and jumped down.
we fell to the ground after jumping from the room and everything looked much bigger, like the size of the forest growed alot.
we began to run and explore the forest together and the last thing i remember is that we were sitting on a leaf and eating from a giant taco.