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EXT. LIMA, PERU - DAY

Riding in family van (tan '84 Chevrolet) from childhood. It's on autopilot on the highway (like the new Google cars). I don't trust it, but so far no accidents. A light aircraft uses the onramp for a runway and passes us but then lands and transforms into a car and drives ahead of us.

When you see your childhood family vehicle in your dream, you know it's a dream, c'mon. Especially when it was reported stolen and abandoned in Arizona twenty years ago.

Too lazy to write the 3-4 other dreams in this long weekend night of sleep.

Now if only the drunks across the parking lot would shut up on weekends before 4 AM, maybe i could schedule my WBTB's myself, thank you very much! (Or maybe i should be grateful to them for the alarms?)

So feeling stuck! havent LD'd since 3 weeks ago and it was another month before that. So frustrating! I'm beginning to realize LD craves a certain amount of energy both physical and mental. I have had a cold for almost a month with a constant slight fever, not high but enough to make me tired and lethargic. feels I don't have the energy to focus on LD right now. really don't know what else to do than wait until I feel better and start over again with the exercises. Anyway I tried something new that Oneironautics gave me a link to. It's called Isobeats, a mix with both binarual beats and isocronic tones. I listened to a few of them and I really like them! Actually they had an offer of only one dollar each and I bought them all!
Hope I feel better next week. I really wanna try the task of the month.

I slept on my arm while studying and then had a dream, I was in student council of my previous university and I was talking about a topic of a physics. suddenly We heard my assistant professor of current university and I started to write on white board in the council. Then My assistant professor said: "Let I look What do you doing for your thesis". Then I found myself in my childhood house. I felt Exactly an old feeling which I experience it my childhood. I become lucid. I wish I could stay longer in this dream and fill more :'(

I can not describe my feeling! I can not.

So interestingly enough my renewed efforts are already paying off! Better awareness, more vivid/consistent dreams, and something odd happened where I almost spotted a dreamsign but my dream was like OH, NO THAT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK IT IS, HAHA and changed it. You can't fool me forever, dreams.

Dream: Being a Good Person
So first of all, this dream seemed to be set in the past when I was still attending church (good dreamsign, I've dreamed about that church a few times now). I was friends with a girl who was disabled in some way and needed to drink lots of sugarwater, and she'd been assigned to read three verses in front of the whole church, but didn't think she'd be able to do it. So I figured the right thing to do was to offer to read two of the verses for her so she only had to do one. But truthfully I was quite anxious about reading in front of the whole church, and the majority of the dream consisted of me worrying about it. Then my sister pitched in and offered to read one of the verses for me, which I gratefully accepted.

There were other, more confusing and less straightforward parts of the dream, but I'm not going to write down things that don't translate into real life because it always ends up not being true to the nature of the dream. And maybe if I only write down the parts that make sense, my dreams will start to make more sense?

Dream: Family Reunion
So this was a long, fairly consistent and realistic dream with a theme of something like, "traveling." There was a lot of time spent on canoes, in cars, and on metro trains (which children kept falling out of), and my mother, sister, and extended family on my mother's side all made an appearance, as well as my boyfriend. That said, I don't really consider any of them to be a dreamsign even though seeing them in person is abnormal, and this might be because I want to see them.

I think there's a part of me that is motivated to become lucid by the wish to change the dream and avoid unpleasant things. For instance, seeing my dead grandmother alive again is actually rather unpleasant because I don't know why it keeps happening, and there might be something I'm trying to avoid (thoughts like, could I have saved her from her dementia, or what does it really mean that she's dead ... maybe I blame myself for something, or maybe I miss her, I don't know what it is). So, for that reason it makes perfect sense to make her a dreamsign, because it serves the dual purpose of getting me lucid and allowing me to recognize what's happening and escape it. In the same way, seeing my father in the dream is a dreamsign because I try to avoid him in real life as much as possible, and naturally I would prefer to avoid him in dreams as well.

At any rate, after a somewhat unrealistic visit from my boyfriend (I left without saying goodbye to him, probably represents my anxiety over doing something similar in real life and being thoughtless in some way) and a half-remembered canoe outing with my mother, I was in a car in Virginia on my way to a famous vacation spot to meet up with my mother's side of the family. On the way there, we passed something I'd never seen before: a theme park or museum or attraction of some kind that featured massive inflatable ships and things floating on the water outside, and enormous recreations of Lego figures. They may even have been moving. I noticed one of the huge inflatable ships looked a little deflated, as though it were a natural result of the thing being on display for so long with no means of refilling it. I thought about how nice it would be to go there with Alex, and figured he'd probably be able to afford whatever the (probably crazy) entry price was, and together we could have the time of our lives in ... whatever this place was.

Then I was on a train, and children kept getting confused because the train would stop and the doors would open, but sometimes it wasn't the right place to get off and the platform would actually be dangerously receded. So throughout the train ride, children kept falling onto the tracks and their family would have to fish them out. A couple times I thought a kid was going to get crushed, but the dream never acted like one was (there were no freaked-out reactions from the family, for instance), so it seemed like things were... "okay" for whatever reason.

Adam Sandler (or so my brain called him) and his son were also on the train, going to the same vacation spot as I was. I seriously don't know much about him, but my brain was like "white comedian man" and I figured "yeah he's probably one of the ones that says fuck a lot." I was thinking about how well-behaved his child was in that he wasn't trying to throw himself onto the train tracks like the other kids had been, and then I might've accidentally taught the kid the f-word. I said to Sandler that the kid had probably already learned that word from him anyway, and Sandler just sort of smiled like that was the kind of thing he would expect someone like me to say. He really had a reserved feel about him in that moment, as though he'd completely removed his comedian persona and was just trying to relax and be himself with his son. This got me thinking that I'd made a mistake in assuming that real-life Sandler and comedian Sandler were the same person, and I was chastising myself a little bit because I don't like to make mistakes like that.

At any rate, the vacation spot was some set of cabins and things next to a bay, and there were a bunch of friendly squirrels running around in one area because there were so many oversized acorns on the ground. You could pick the acorns up and hold them over the squirrels, and the squirrels would beg for them as though the acorns weren't right there on the ground to begin with. And I distinctly remember eating two of these acorns for... for some reason. Both times the outer shell was a bit pliable and tasted awful, while the inside was perfectly nice, and both times I failed to even try to shell the acorn and suffered the consequences. So... not really the high point of my intellect, there.

Then, the most interesting moment. I heard and saw my grandmother nearby, and as I observed I realized that her dementia was entirely gone. Somehow she had made a full recovery. And then, the first inkling came that this was important and odd, and perhaps... and the dream reacted. In an instant, Granny had vanished, and one of my older aunt-in-laws was in her place, sounding (though not looking), quite a lot like her. It really had the same feel as thinking you see something, and then looking closer and realizing it's actually something else entirely. Then I overheard someone say (or perhaps it was simply the dream straight-up narrating), that there was an older man who constantly got this aunt-in-law confused with Granny, and it was so sad because he'd been so close to Granny before and missed her quite a lot. Hm. Not much else interesting happened after that.

I guess I need to figure out why I want to be lucid. I think there's a huge part of my motivation that simply wants to escape bad dreams and images, because this was what originally got me into lucid dreaming in the first place. I used to have nightmares as a kid, and realized pretty quickly that these were dreams and that killing myself would wake me up. For some reason I'm now remembering one particularly memorable time this happened when I was quite young: I dreamed that I was being forced into a marriage with an alligator by my foreign royal family, and that soon I would have to climb into bed with this literal animal and be eaten and torn apart by it. Instead, I locked myself in the bathroom and stabbed myself in the stomach with a fancy pair of scissors. This didn't hurt or feel like anything, but it was apparent that I would soon die from this... when my family broke down the door, all of them crying as they realized what I'd done. They pointed to the alligator in the bed, now slain, and said that they'd killed it, and I didn't have to get married to it and there was no need for me to die. I was crying a little too at this point, if only because they were so sad, because I was quite ready to leave the dream at this point and didn't really want to stay with this odd, sacrificing-people-to-alligators family. Regardless, it was too late. I died and woke up soon after.

One way to interpret this would be to say that my dream somehow regretted my leaving. But that might be me personifying the dream when I shouldn't be, again. Perhaps I was trying to teach myself that dying to wake up wasn't necessary, and that there were other solutions? Man I'm really not sure what it all means, I need to think about this more.

I was celebrating something in a very nice garden together with some people that I only partly knew. It was already getting evening and I was still waiting for some people but I decided to just sit down for now. There were a few people sitting on benches around a table. Seemed like a good place to sit down for me. Everyone greeted me even though I had no idea who they were to be very honest. And then the first very weird thing happend:
As I sat down on the bench it instantly flipped up on one side and I nearly fell. When pushing it back into position I noticed that it had an extremely low weight for looking quite massive.

I decided to go into the cafee which the garden belonged to. It was unbelievably full in there with maids running all around serving things. Suddenly I felt the urge to go to the toilet to pee and searched around. "Ah, there it is!" It was not hard to find as it was right near the entrance. The first thing I saw when opening the door were at least 15 toilets being weirdly arranged on the wall and one that.... was simply flying in the air. "Ha, what an obvious dream." That sign was too obvious to miss. I decided to finish peeing though as "having an accident" would be pretty uncomfortable, even in a dream. Well, it didn't want to stop though. So I just forcefully stopped at some point and went out of the toilet loosing some pee on the floor. Instantly I am being watched by the maids and a "Wanted Star" appeared in the edge of my vision. It basically meant "We won't take action yet but you are being watched!"

Well, I didn't want to stay here anyway so who cares? I ran out of another exit then last time and it led me to the city. Sprinting through the big hall I noticed that it had become night already and that a nice orange light was brightening it up. I felt a bit of instability and clapped my hands hearing the echo from the walls. It was fairly effective for bringing me back into the dream world.

Now I finally wanted to something else than just exploring so I left the building (while hitting the glass door once) and was outside in the night. I liked how busy it was with cars driving the street up and down and people on bycicles passing by. I walked up a hill and started with my typical speech. "This world has been created by me, I am already in full control. This wonderful place and its appearance is controlled by me and every action somebody takes here. It is subconcious but I can link it to my concious!"
Those sentences increased my control a lot as they made me aware of my true state. So what did I want to do again? I always wanted to control the elements. For first I would start with fire although it seems harder than some other elements as I have to create things out of nowhere. Looking at a tree I took my hand back and pushed it forward again to summon a fireball. Hmmm... that was weak, just a bit of glowing and warmth. Again! I took a bit more time now and.... a fireball hit the tree and inflameed it! I threw one after the other at it and the inferno was growing.
All of a sudden to people came to watch me but for now I was more interested in burning down that (innocent) tree. At some point only the stump was left and it broke down into pieces of coal. "YES! The first element is done!" What a victory!

The two people were applauding and I finally took a look at them. They wore thick coats and looked elderly. Obviously they were familiar with controling elements. Then I was teleported into a misty green field with many differently shaped holes with water inside. I understood now: I had been taken to the the Wide Lands and this was the water trial. Let`s go! I carefully rose my hand to raise towers of water. It was truly fun to watch but I was interrupted by the elderly people. They show me a magic hologram including the next task. Forming my name with water? That seemed difficult. It got even worse. Forming japanese Kanjis with water. What?

I woke up here but two elements had been mastered. No need to be sad about the sudden end.

1. It was long long ago and far far away lol best I can describe it. People were wearing animal furs over their bodies to keep them warm, they had furs tied to their feet and legs exposed? They were dark skinned and caveman appearance. There were furs piled up and one guy actually spoke and said that is an interesting Donk. He was referring to the fur and he was the only one there who could communicate so I asked him where he was from and he just stared at me and looked confused that I too could speak.
2. I was talking to my husband and getting into a deep conversation about my dreams and the meanings of them lately when he looked at me and said, "The important question here is whats for dinner?" Yep that's him haha.
3. I had to travel for work and there were 6 guys with me who I work with. We got to the hotel and we went in and they took us to our room, ummm yes room... one room with beds lined up down each side of the walls like and old hospital or orphanage. They were all excited and started stripping down to their underwear and I knew I was dreaming. They started laying across the beds and acting like small children jumping around. I looked around and saw a door, I opened it and it was a closet and had a big yellow mop bucket with wheels on it and a nasty utility sink. I called all the guys over and I said look in here...this is where I am sleeping tonight and they were shocked that I would rather stay in a closet than sleep on a bed... I said ohh you know that isn't the case, watch this....I knew when I opened that door I was going to have a big bed inside...it was going to be a nice comfy bed just for me...so I opened the door and sure enough there was my large king size bed and no more stinky sink and mops. The guys looked at me spooked and left me alone haha. I went in and locked the door and went to bed. Ahhh
4. I was at work and I was in my office, (definitely dream totally NOT my office) I was sitting facing opposite of normal and I had a real office with a window to my right, and I loved my window, I was drinking my coffee and I was watching the butterfly in the garden. I loved my peaceful office, nice and quiet...with a door. Dang I really wish that was my view.....How beautiful

My dream recall had been in the shithouse lately, so here are just some things I remember:

There was something about Pearl from Steven Universe not taking her meds.

I was Barry B. Benson from Bee Movie, other people with me were... human? I think? Maybe some of them were Gems from Steven Universe. I flew up and tried to land back on the ground.

I was able to spawn objects from a floating meu.

Finally! My dreams have come back!


I am searching around a building looking for a large '27' bird. The number is bizarrely associated with it. Eventually I go outside and an earthquake occurs. Tall buildings are falling over everywhere.
I survive though. After the calamity, I am in a classroom, and I dearly want to buy a racehorse.
I can buy one, however it is not allowed. The teacher attempts to stop me and others, however she will be fired if the students do not like her. Soon I am crossing a road...
I wake up.