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-1(L)-On the freeway on a sunny day, when suddenly, my family was driving under it at highway speed. Approaching the edge of the flat pavement, we slowed down kinda, and flipped around, so that we faced the freeway in the distance. What happened was the car bounced on the bump, and fell onto the button parking lot, two levels down, and right next to the woods. I got out of the car lucidly.
[New (L) Scene]
I spawned at home during twilight, wanted the sun to return to its apparent location in the sky at noon. I noticed a short train at the south end of the lake. I stuck my head through the window and confirmed it was raining. A moment later, I could only see the moon where the sun used to be. Then, it was totally right outside. Suddenly, a friend showed up, and asked me if I had beaten A Link Between Worlds yet. (no)
-2-So my grandparents were living in a gigantic, 3-story house. The house’s height was like that of an apartment building. The ceilings were ridiculously high, like 30ft high for the 2nd floor and 20ft for the ground floor. I didn’t check how high the ceiling for the 3rd floor was. Also, I had apparently been there before at least once.
[New Scene]
I was in/playing Hyrule Warriors with a portal gun. I opened a portal in front of a long rectangular bottom, and another on somewhere along the far wall. I think I was using a blue laser to hit the button. Once I did, an army of bad guys stormed to the exit, and the aperture walls disappeared, leaving HW-textured, open landscape. I was suddenly playing as Link, and repeatedly used his OP strong attack. Apparently, the army didn’t care or notice me trying to attack them. Also, they were running slightly slower than me—just slow enough for me to launch another strong attack. It did pretty much nothing to them. Next the army turned the corner to the left and ran much faster than before. It was fast enough for me to be forced to call a horse-like animal to keep up with them. I snapped my fingers, and it spawned in a place where I could jump onto it and travel a little faster than the sprinting army.
Lucid Time: 30-60 seconds

This dream addressed a lot of the technique that I did right that night before going to bed. Although the dream was weird in some ways, the method of response was amazing and quite intriguing.



Dream No. 251 (B)

Before Going To Bed
The quality of my dreams was frustrating me and what was getting to me the most was the fact that my dream guide is getting progressively harder and harder to summon. I took the situation literally and decided to troubleshoot it. For a focus technique, I used my journal to physically write a letter titled to "The Awareness Behind The Dream" (ABTD for short).

The things seen in the dream that I addressed in the letter were, in these exact words:
- "Stop toying with my dream guide!"
- "But no weirdly transformed dream guides or wacky school teachers!"
- "A lot of my recent dreams have been weak and have had barely any meaning"
- "I stress this, bring back Dreamy WB, bring back my dream guide now!"
- "I do not have 5 fingers; I have 6 of them on each hand"
- "The most accurate environment in my dream is my house; the rest may change as pleased"
- "And in case you do listen and decide to bring back Dreamy WB... It's a she!"
- "I will know when she is near, you cannot fool me. Although I may be dumb in a dream, I realise it when I wake up and I will track it back to you, the ABTD"
- "You can change some of her facial features and I mean only SOME... I must be able to recognise her in order for that to qualify".

My House
The back of my house was resembled as in real life but as it got closer to the front of my house, the dream took this quote from my letter last night "The most accurate environment in my dream is my house; the rest may change as pleased" and bent that rule a bit. The first sign of an inaccurate appearance was in the kitchen. In fact, the only accurate rooms in the house were the bedrooms, the rest was all messed up.

Dreamy SW
She was a past dream guide but she only ever appeared in a dream once and her role was so insignificant and I ended up helping her instead. In hindsight, I'm actually grateful I got extra help in the dream and what's really amazing is that she fully supported me getting to Dreamy WB.

What intrigues me is that Dreamy SW had such a strong foundation when I've had barely any connection with her in the recent past.

The Office Scene
In the dream, it was an ordinary scene but on further analysis, it's the most meaningful and powerful scene in the dream. I think that the circle table is supposed to represent equality and conferencing, that the dream guides are literally a committee and a team.

In the letter before I slept, I addressed the ABTD as a mysterious, mischievous, trouble-making figure and I could see that in the boss... The boss was a literal representation of the ABTD and the chain of command. It really is the ABTD you're calling out to when you want to summon something, isn't it? What really created that sense of darkness and mystery for me was the all black attire, the dark hair and most importantly; the sunglasses covering the eyes. Is it true that the eyes are the window to the soul? This figure was using sunglasses as a blind to the true identity.

Then there's Dreamy WB; I'm going to elaborate on her in a separate topic but what I want to elaborate on here is that wristband. The boss said to her "your wristband's flashing"... What does this mean? My question of curiousity would be that do all dream guides have a wristband equipped like this? It was so cool when I realised the fact that my dream guide actually has a wristband that activates when I call them, alerting them to the scenario. I wonder whether Dreamy SW had one as well but I couldn't see it as she was wearing a long-sleeved jumper. Another thing is, I wonder if that wristband was just for this dream or whether a similar principle would be followed in subsequent dreams.

Dreamy WB
This has got to be the most disturbing aspect of this dream, which was how she made her first appearance. The letter quotes I think the dream addressed were "But no weirdly transformed dream guides or wacky school teachers!", "And in case you do listen and decide to bring back Dreamy WB... It's a she!" and "You can change some of her facial features and I mean only SOME... I must be able to recognise her in order for that to qualify".

With the quote of "You can change some of her facial features and I mean only SOME... I must be able to recognise her in order for that to qualify", I reckon the ABTD was trying to test me and see what I would accept and wouldn't accept. Was the ABTD trying to think of the worst possible version of her? In her first appearance, the dream had distorted everything... It made it so absolutely no feature was recognisable.

The second appearance feels to me like a correction by the ABTD saying that my letter has been understood and interpreted. The second part felt like I was more in control overall. I did also state in my technique letter that the most flexible thing to manipulate if the ABTD wanted to would be her clothing. I reckon the men's tuxedo was the aspect of the ABTD where as the hot pink colour of the tie as well as the hot pink energy barrier around her was it affirming to me to I would only stand for her true identity as female.

I think the reason why the dream played in extra slow motion when it was parting Dreamy WB's hair was to show me the last aspect to having full control; once her hair was in place, I was fully satisfied with her and the unique differences that the dream had given her.

Intentions
I had more intentions in this dream but my time was wasted as the whole dream was taken up with troubleshooting the identity of Dreamy WB that the ABTD had completely messed up. I wasn't expecting the identity correction to take as near as long as it did. I had a solid intention on completing a DV TOTM and I was going to progress to it once I had Dreamy WB helping me.

What was problematic is that once the identity had been corrected, I was whisked away to another bedroom scene where the false awakening occurred. I think I know what my next correction technique will be; distinguishing the difference between a false awakening and a real awakening so the dream can't trick me anymore (or at least it will be harder for the dream to trick me).

Date of Dream: FRI 29 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 251 - Separated Sections

Dream 251 A - Dandy Danger
I don't remember much of this dream. I was heading along the Princes Highway towards Dandenong. I was walking towards the lonesome Coles store when there were also heaps of high school students, mostly boys, walking that way as well. One boy randomly approached me and bashed me really hard. After that, I was running out of that Coles car park. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 251 B - Dream Guide Troubleshooting (Lucid Dream 10)
I can only remember this dream from the point where I became lucid. I was in my parents' bedroom, looking in the mirror, when I noticed my appearance was slightly messed up. I then looked at my fingers and said to myself, “I seem to have 6, or 7, or more!”. Then I tried moving my body around a bit. My hips ended up hurting when I was swinging them around and I could hear the bones cracking. I confirmed I was lucid and changed the scene so my body wouldn't hurt anymore.

I was now in my own bedroom, calling for Dreamy WB. It was only becoming annoyingly harder and harder to get her. I walked out to the kitchen, which looks completely different in comparison to real life. A dream guide appeared eventually, but it wasn't Dreamy WB. On multiple examinations, I found that it was Dreamy SW, whom I was not intending. She obtained her traditional hairstyle with the fringe from 2014 and she was also wearing a sand-yellow coloured jumper.

At first, I tried to show that I wasn't happy with the situation but I noticed the dream trying to fade out on me. I eventually sighed and said to myself “you'd better stop complaining or you're going to wake up”. Dreamy SW realised what was happening and said to me that I shouldn't just accept what the “Awareness Behind The Dream” says and that I should be allowed to get the dream guide I want. She then encouraged me to keep trying and said that she would help me in any way she could. The scene ended with me calling for Dreamy WB a few more times.

The scene changed to this dark room with a round wooden table in the middle of it, laid out like an old fashioned office... It must have been the Dream Guide HQ! There was some random burly guy in a corporate outfit with dark hair, wearing sunglasses. He had a mean look about him; I'm thinking he must have been the boss and he was the one with the title of “Awareness Behind The Dream”. Dreamy WB was sitting across from him and the boss goes to her in a frustrated tone, “your bracelet's flashing”. Dreamy WB was wearing a black wristband and there was a light underneath it that was flashing a bright yellow/amber.

Now I must say, the dream made her look horrendous... You could say that she was naked with minimal coverage. All she was wearing was a purple and orange g-string bikini with a bra top you'd expect to see at a stripper club. Additionally, her skin was all folded over and was very speckled with the wrong colour... She was an utter mess. The only thing half appropriate about her was the fact that she had hair on her head in the correct colour and a pigtail style.

The dream camera showed her walking towards my location, which was a low balcony in the distorted, front area of my house. She was literally an unidentifiable, walking pile of jelly approaching the stairs. Wherever she walked, the path widened for her and then went back to normal after she left that area. The dream even made the stairs fly up and down when she walked on them. She did nothing except stand in front of me in the front yard and I didn't look pleased at what I was witnessing.

I looked up aimlessly into the sky but soon, my face gained an expression of purpose. I yelled my head off at the “Awareness Behind The Dream”, throwing every curse at it I could think of. I said stuff like “You stupid! I called for a dream guide and I've got a slob! Give me someone I can bloomin' identify with at least!”. A few seconds later, I was still in frustration while I followed Dreamy WB to the lower part of the front yard.

She eventually stood still and a pink holographic barrier came up around her, lifting her existence out of the dream world. While the pink barrier was still active, a pair of dress pants ascended from the ground. The second stage was when the top half of a man's tuxedo appeared on top of the pants. The blazer was a matching black and then there was a white shirt underneath with a hot pink tie to match the colour of the energy barrier. The last stage of development was where the head and all other body parts started to fade into vision and place itself onto the figure.

There was now the resemblance of a full, decent human being who was fit to be classified as a dream guide. Something was still odd about Dreamy WB though; she wasn't human flesh, rather, her skin and hair were some sort of silver, stone-like metal. I stated to the environment that Dreamy WB's hair still wasn't right. The dream then zoomed in onto her undistinguishable hair and showed it being slowly morphed into an afro. The dream went into really slow motion, to make sure that Dreamy WB parted her hair really well.

When the transformation was finished. Dreamy WB gave me a wide, pleasant smile and just stood there, waiting for me to make my next move. I came closer to her and gave her a hug. Although she appeared as metal, she still felt human like. The dream then showed the area where the stairs previously were and the pathway had morphed itself into a love heart, with the limestone pavement on the outside as a border to the shape and the grass on the inside.

The dream then moved back to my parents' bedroom where I was under the belief that I had woken up. Since it was a double bed, my brother was lying next to me. I looked over at the clock on my dad's side of the bed (which was my side in the dream) and it said 7:42 with no distortions. After reflecting with my brother about the lucid aspects of the dream, the dream truly ended and it went into a straight transition to Dream C.

Dream 251 C - The Appointments Manager
My brother was due for a check up at the dentist. The differences are that the exterior of the building looked different in comparison to real life and it was also night time. I forgot what I was doing exactly but I was walking around in the dark, in the middle of the night with my dad. We eventually found our way back to the clinic and I found out that I had to cancel some people's appointments on the dentist's behalf.

There was a electronic list of people outside, the door and then a bigger list inside the clinic. I went to the area in the waiting room and started swiping random people off the appointments register. There were originally 7 appointments and now there were only 3 left. A random lady came and told me to also swipe another one so now they only had two remaining.

After that, AD came into the clinic and surprisingly, she came up behind me and briefly patted me on the back... She'd typically be angry at me. In this dream I could tell what she was wearing; a plan navy top and black leggings, her hair was in the default style with a slight gingerish tinge to it. Although AD was nice to me, I still couldn't find myself to trust her incentives, so I squeezed my water bottle really hard to try getting all the nerves out of me. After my dad questioning me on why I was squeezing my bottle so hard, the dream ended and I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Free Roaming (Have 3 lucid dreams)



Haven't done a "Behind The Scenes" entry in ages. I think Dream 251 B has a lot to get to the bottom of.

a close my eyes and let the abyss engulf me I darkness I will become one with the universe I utter under my breath as the darkness looms over a fantasy of star lights I grasp the darkness with pinch nerves wondering how I wake if I only see nothingness I wonder for a minute as the darkness becomes fading smoke gestures as the light starts taking control I see the darkness expand turn into foolish gestures as they light start glimmering the wakefulness of being up prompts me into waking up some more like I'm transforming dark into light as the light become more temper my mind becomes consciousness as I start dreaming I notice that the light can do whatever it pleases without darkness getting in the way as the gestures become more intent my dream form fades into a light phase of smoke gestures surrounding me in a prison of dreams as I wake I become lucid as I'm becoming lucidity itself the dawn of eternity becomes light and darkness as I try to wake from this sleep I become more powerful until the next time the light and darkness fades

It's cold and dark inside the gigantic air force bunker I have found myself inside. It seems to be a futuristic setting as the technology being used is unfamiliar but, just like most my dreams, I don't find the aircraft, or the fact I'm in a bunker, strange. The numerous aircraft appear look similar to a Saiyan space Pod however they opened from a hole in the top and where a bit bigger.
A alarm went off and red lights started flashing. A man, a captain possibly, started yelling orders. We were about to come under attack. The enemy knew our location and would arrive soon.
I ran to my pod but was stopped by the captain and told my brother would be flying today and I was stationed on the ground. I turn and my brother is there in full uniform. I want to protest but know there is no time so I don't. I hug my brother and tell him to be careful and to give the enemy hell.
My brother gets in the pod and right at that time the huge doors of the bunker are ripped open. I stood there shocked for a moment as the enemy turned out to be two giant aliens. They looked kind of like the invading aliens from Gantz.
The pods, including my brother's, take flight and start to attack the aliens but many of them where just swatted out of the air. The rest continued their assault. One of the aliens pulls some kind of ball out of his pocket and opened it. A swarm of mechanized bees came out. They started swarming the pods and somehow got inside them causing the occupant to either die by bees or jump ship. Some of the pods went out of control and hit the ground.
The ground had become chaos. Bees swarmed people and pods exploded. Someone started yelling for everyone on the ground to retreated. I started running to a back exit while looking back at the remaining pobs fighting. I watched in horror as one of the aliens grabbed hold of my brothers pod and crushed it in his hand. I kept running.

Dream Skip

In the next part of my dream I'm at some kind of camp. I'm part of the small remaining rebels against the alien take over. My sister is there and we are talking about my grandfather, who has passed away years before. We speak about a time were he modified a keyboard and I how I had gotten in trouble for playing with it. As my sister was telling me about this I started to remember it happening.
As a small child I had gotten into my grandfathers study and was playing with a computer keyboard, mashing random buttons. There was a knob on the keyboard for changing the volume on the computer. I stated cranking it up and something very strange happened.
My brother and sister, who had followed me, where playing on the floor in front of me. As I turned the knob forward they seemed to move faster. I turned the knob backward and they started moving in reverse. I looked down at the keyboard and suddenly came to the conclusion it was a time machine.
My grandfather then came in and ran and took the keyboard from me and started yelling at me.
I'm back talking with my sister about it. I ask her if she knows what happened to the keyboard and she says it here at the camp somewhere. She brought it with her but it was misplaced among all the stuff the other survivors brought. She says she will find it but didn't care either way. She didn't know the truth about the keyboard.
I set out to find it so that I could undue my brothers death. I started searching through the store room where survivor's belonging are being sorted.

This bit of my dream is hard to remember.

I do remember that I find the keyboard. The two last pod fighters are going up against the two aliens that originally attacked the bunker. The aliens take each of them out when I finally get the keyboard time machine working. I was apparently having trouble getting it to turn on. As expected, It works and turns back the time. I go back to the original fight in the bunker.
This time I ignore what the captain says and I get in a pod with the time machine. I use it to manipulate time in such a way during the fight that I become unstoppable and I destroy the aliens.

28 Dec

My awareness spikes in the middle of the dream, making me pay more attention to the surroundings. I am certain this is a dream and happy about it.

It takes a bit to recall my totm intentions and in the meantime I decide to improvize and go bananas with dream control. I start a massive onslaught on the dream environment, initially tking all sorts of objects in sight and later doing impromptu room modifications. It seems to come quite naturally although I am not too sure what precisely am I trying to accomplish. The technique is look straight ahead and modify with thoughts the door and everything behind it, and once changed, bring it back to its original version. <possibly subconsciously trying to integrate a version of the portal from Dr Strange>

Once I have calmed down a bit, I finally recall I wanted to do task of the month. There was a familiar DC running around so I ask him to bring to me the potion of forbidden knowledge. He gives me a light blue medieval type of bottle and I drink the small amount of liquid it contains. Nothing happens for a while, which leaves me slightly disappointed as I was preparing for some sort of false memory revelation to take place.

I still feel quite euphoric being in the dream and I recall how you can actually use dreams to improve yourself, including physically <quote below>. At this stage I am very enthusiastic and totally determined to use the dream to influence my appearances and get more muscular. Quite conveniently a mirror appears right ahead, so I look at myself as I try to flex my stomach muscles. As if this isn't enough to get me in good shape, I decide to do some crunches and get on the floor.

I also imagine myself doing crunches every time I have a lucid dream, as a part of a new fitness routine. I do around 10 crunches with great ease. The movements are really light and pleasant, but this seems to exhaust my concentration and the dream soon ends.

Originally Posted by Harvard Business Review

If I dream about doing crunches, will I develop killer abs?

Yes and no: You won’t really get a six-pack just by dreaming, but research shows that envisioning yourself doing exercises can make specific muscles stronger, so you should get a stronger belly than if you didn’t dream about crunches. In general, if you want to improve in waking life, dreams are the perfect place to do it. 

Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM

Woke up at: 12:00 PM


Dream:
It seems to me I am in the desert, almost keeling over due to the lack of food in my system. The "narrator" of the dream (Who sounds a lot like Oxhorn who, in short, sounds like Tom Hanks) says I am on a quest to find a "warm animal".

Apparently the temperature is so hot that animals in the desert literally cook from the inside out. I come across a dead goat, or some other creature like that, and pick apart nicely sliced pieces of meat from its body.

It tastes savory, but also something that could be served at a barbecue due to its peppery sort of taste. It's also kind of spicy, and the meat itself was reddish orange with black spots, implying it was cooked recently. It was, as expected, pretty warm for being recently cut meat from a goat's body. I snuck along a bag full of the stuff along with me.

I come across another traveller, but from this point on I don't really remember much. He talks to me about where he can find this meat, and I told him that those goats are all over the desert, not wanting to give up my share.

And the rest is all fuzzy images from that point on.


Notes

1. First time I ever engaged in taste in a dream, though non lucid. Sadly, I don't think goat meat counts as junk food so no TOTM for me.

2. Now I suddenly don't feel hungry for some reason.

Morning of December 28, 2017. Thursday.



I stand before a brick wall with variegated brick colors. The glowing word “FLOATING” (in uppercase, with white letters) appears hovering in the air a couple inches in front of the wall at about face level. That is, each letter of the word itself is floating in the air (and has a neon essence) and I consider that is what the meaning of this feature is (as if associated with a “Sesame Street” short). I am non-lucid, so I fail to recognize the usual vestibular system symbolism, which directly symbolizes being in the dream state. The wall symbolizes the division between the non-lucid fictional dream self identity and the conscious self identity in waking life, though also metaphorically serves as the division between lucidity and non-lucidity while in the dream state.

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Fragment
Something about Noah, maybe V and my sister too. Woke up with Raspberry Beret stuck in my head.

This lucid dream is from several days ago.

I was with Manei and Jack in this large mansion. The home had purple wallpaper and dark blue carpet and numerous rooms filled with expensive furniture and fine art. We were walking around looking at the fine art. Jack came across a suit of armor that was on display and started to take it off the stand and put it on. I advised against it saying we didn't know who owned the mansion and they might be upset if we try to took it. He didn't listen to me and put the armor on anyway.

This guy then showed up. He had short brown hair and a green polo shirt on though his appearance was utterly unremarkable, and his face was kind of blurry to where I couldn't make out any distinct features.

The blurry face I believe it was what triggered my lucidity. The guy then started trying to attack us. Jack (who was wearing the armor) ran in with a sword. The green shirt man grabbed his sword by the blade and broke it, before picking jack up by the throat and throwing him into a china cabinet. Manei tried to fight him next, but he grabbed her by the hair and punched her over and over in the stomach. He then turned to me. I was fully lucid at this point. I figured I could just will this character out of existence, but he had a sort of stubbornness to him, and I could not. I moved to fight him and he fought back and grabbed me by the wrist along with several punches to the face and chest.

I was surprised how much it actually hurt and I was bleeding from my mouth. The guy still had a grip on me but I somehow managed to get away. I began flying above the guy and started throwing fireballs at him. It didn't seem to affect him much but he had no answer in terms of fighting back. I continued to lob fireballs on him time and agian. I blasted him through a large oak door into a library like room causing the guy to fall into an orrery-like device with several golden rings and models of planets riding around on rails. Still showing no signs of injury or weakness I continued to throw fireballs at the guy.

There were several dream characters in the library scene who ran out of the room panicking as the fight moved into the room. At one point a stray fireball blew over several bookshelves which fell over like dominoes. I continued to throw fireballs onto this guy with increasing ferocity but was doing no damage, though the attacks continually knocked him back. Eventually I combined my red and blue flames and made a purple energy ball which I threw at him. When it hit him in the chest he exploded leaving only his legs. There were wires and metal parts sticking out where his torso had begun.

I lost the dream and woke up shortly thereafter.

I really don't remember much on how this started but somehow from the sky we were transported to a place of red armor roof tops and grey slated buildings. Upon arriving, we ( a group of people who I do not know) could hear explosions and shooting from pretty much all directions. Then the people that I was around all ran away. I didn't knew where to go or what to do. That's when I heard someone yell something in what I suspect to be in chinese.

That's when you could see a huge bomb land and shook the entire area for a good minute. People kept running and almost bumping in to me. That's when I saw a man in grey trying to shoot people. After killing a few people, he see's me and attempts to take a couple rounds at me. I somehow manage to not get hit but very quickly it partial became clear to me that I wouldn't get hurt. I said it to myself in my head that I am dreaming. Upon realizing this I made an attempt to get shot so that the shock of it will wake me up. I also was curious to know what the dream would make me feel once I did take a bullet.

Before I knew it, I had a false awakening and was lying in my bed with my lucidity gone. When my eyes open this weird looking sharingan was present for about 5 seconds with in my eye sight. I got up from the bed and could see a few people and what look to be my father running. I could tell by the design that we were at the entrance of an airplane. People were rushing through the hall way to get on to it as everyone had this feeling the entire area was going to blow up.

The door's open and was quickly closing itself, leaving anyone who did not get on to it fast enough screwed. I had miss the first one but fortunately got the chance to get on the second one.

Dec 22

I dreamed I was at some sort of beach area (maybe with tide pools?). Just before that, I’d been having some weird bdsm dreams that I ain’t sharing online (basically I was borrowing some kinda book or dvd from the college library and it was full of wild stuff); this one was much more family-friendly.
It started off sunny and warm, and one of the first things that happened was that I found a baby sea turtle. I scooped it out of the water (not really feeling the water but seeing and feeling the turtle very vividly) and excitedly showed it to the rest of my family.
Soon enough it turned that there were loads of types of turtles around, including something called a “castle turtle” that was huge (maybe like three feet across) and had its head coming up through the middle of its shell, perched on a long neck. Its name was basically a reference to its defensive mannerisms and centrally situated head: it peered out over its shell as though looking out over its castle, and was constantly prepared to swim away from danger coming at any angle.
There was also some sort of kitten/turtle hybrid, which, in adult form, didn’t have many kitten characteristics, but which gave birth to straight-up kittens. The kittens couldn’t breathe underwater and had to learn to swim at least a little (they were bad at it no matter what). I was quite worried when I watched from underwater as a kitten, trying to swim, got close to the floor of the shallow water and seemed at risk of getting its flailing front paws tangled in a seaweed plant. Ultimately, I rationalized it as “a way for kitten genes to spread out into the ocean.”
After that, we moved a short distance down the shore, and everything grew much colder. It’s hard to remember, but I think the family was getting in a van when I noticed a huge turtle’s neck sticking out of the water, completely covered in a thick layer of ice.
I got excited and yelled for my family to see this and help me, while I started removing pieces of ice. Soon enough the turtle was free, and retracted its head underwater… only to come back up a moment later. It seemed that it was quite attached to hanging out in that position, even if it meant becoming frozen. Underneath the ice, its coloring had some brilliant oranges and greens (which clashed a bit, but was quite striking all the same).
There were a lot of details in the dream that I left out because they were confusing, vague, or nonsensical compared to the rest of the dream. I hope that by only remembering the clear parts, it’ll help my dreams become more clear and stable as well.

Dec 23
This was about reuniting with a girl from my old youth group (NG) and her developing an eating disorder. I wasn’t hugely on-board with that as a dream topic so I didn’t write it down.

Dec 24
I dreamed I was in the middle of nowhere, at night, in an area where peeps were all about adopting dogs. Not the first time I’ve dreamed about nighttime countryside things so it all felt a little bit familiar.
Somehow I arrived at the house of the Main Family that’d led everyone else in adopting dogs (specifically, the mother of the family was the Dog Adoption Guru of sorts). They had a big golden retriever on their porch (I think?). I wanted to talk to them so I literally just… walked in the front door and then called out to let them know I was in their living room. It felt like the wrong approach even in the dream, but somehow it didn't occur to me to knock on the door... or else it seemed like they weren't home and I decided to straight-up walk in to check.
Surprisingly they didn’t mind the intrusion. The lady and her husband showed up from a back room (the kitchen), like they'd just been hanging out back there, and I’m not sure what we talked about but eventually they tried to sell me some cereal. They had big boxes of cereal arranged along the walls of their dining room (the layout was living room, dining room, kitchen, from front to back). They tried to sell me a Fairly Large box of Lucky Charms for $130, which was ridiculous even in the dream.
I ended up settling for smaller boxes of cereal, running around $30 or so, and figured I was getting a good price.

Dec 27 (gore warning)
Dreamed I was trapped on a space station in a horror scenario. I was with a colleague, whose name and face I don't remember and probably wasn't aware of. Our other four colleagues were already dead by the time the dream started, their bodies drifting very gradually within the station. I was watching the vacant face of one of these bodies; her eyes were open and staring, and as I watched, they slid over to look directly at me.
This was reason enough for my colleague and I to barricade ourselves in one room. I can clearly remember there being a sort of shaft going down through the floor of this room, with one of those "staring corpses" floating inside. I shoved something down there to block its way in case it got any ideas, and then put the shaft's flimsy plastic covering on top.
After that, my colleague and I had some sort of terrible idea; we had three or so bodies (either human or some form of robotic doll) that we were going to mutilate and then arrange around the room as part of a ritual. Even in the dream, I had no idea what we were specifically accomplishing by doing this. Regardless, we set to work, cutting out the body's tongue and placing it in its lap, and then slicing open its cheeks so that its mouth fell open. At this point there was blood all over it, and more pouring from the gashes in its face, and we were just about to put some finishing touches on all this and move on to the next body when some rather-more-sane survivors burst through our barricaded door and saw what we were doing.
The second they broke in, my colleague and I panicked, realizing that they were about to get the wrong idea. We tried to call out to them that it was okay, hoping that we could placate them before they decided we were insane, but since I had no clue what we were even doing or why, there wasn't much I could say other than "NO! It's okay!" or something similar. Obviously they paid more attention to the bloody spectacle than to my unconvincing words, running into the room and then coming to a halt with expressions of shock and anger.
In retrospect, I'm pretty sure my colleague and I were the craziest peeps on the station.

Another dream was that I was a TA back at UVA, running a math class that my brother happened to be taking. He was, as usual, struggling in his classes, and I was tasked with putting together the exam he was about to take. The temptation to make it easier for his sake, or even to make it easier for him specifically, was almost overwhelming; however, I never actually reached the point of the dream where I chose how to structure the test.

Dec ?
I don't know when I dreamed this one, but I dreamed the family was visiting our grandparents (father's side) for the holidays. Somehow it was pretty unpleasant and I think I ended up making microwaved meals for myself to get by. There was something else about a game but for a long time now, the concepts I've encountered in dreams are terribly difficult to translate into real-life terms or even remember correctly... and this dream was no exception.
That said, I've been reading about kaizen, and I might be able to apply mind sculpturing to lucid dreaming in a way that makes my dreams clearer and less abstract (the book in question is One Small Step Can Change Your Life by Robert Maurer).

Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM

Woke up at: 10:00 AM



Dream 01:
I remember being in a white and sterile environment, much like an empty doctor's office or some high-tech research facility. I think in the dream I was fighting some monster, a theme that hadn't been present since I was, well, 12 years old. I seemed to have god powers in the dream as well, and the fight is heavily one-sided. I feel a sense of deep empowerment and relief as I slice up the enemy Kingdom Hearts II style, and finishing it off by slicing it with light powers.

And that is the end of it.



Dream 02:
I'm in high school again as I spot my old friend, Ace. It's an awkward introduction at first, since I kind of, let's say, burned a few bridges with her that I'm not proud of. A wave of embarrassment runs down my face, stress sweat, blushing, heating up, you get the idea.

In the dream she has completely black hair for some reason, and she is wearing a faded dark-grey jacket. She always seems to dye her hair (Even when I knew her way back when) so I didn't really catch on and do a reality check. Anyway, I start talking to her. She's still her usual chipper and weird self, and she kind of doesn't really care that I had burned bridges with her. Though her proportions have changed (AKA her butt was bigger for some reason).

I begin to wonder "Why am I still so worked up about it after all these years?" but brush that aside to continue having a conversation with her. We were at the cafeteria, but for some odd reason the lunch ladies and food aren't there. They always seemed to have a habit of setting up after the students got there anyhow.


NOTES:

1. The whole theme of fighting god monsters and reuniting with old friends is quite weird all things considered. These are all things that have never happened to me in recent years, due in part to me having wanted to forget about them. Maybe my subconsciousness is trying to tell me something here.

2. This is the 5th dream in a row where I was in some kind of foreign or fantastical environment. Being in my room used to be one of my biggest reality checks and now I'm barely even inside my house in dreams anymore. Perhaps I'm getting slightly more detached from reality? Could be.

With one week remaining in 2017, I had hoped to end the year with at least one last lucid dream. Within days of this decision, my resolve has been rewarded with a night of several intense dreams—one of them lucid:

INT. GYMNASIUM - DAY

I return to work after Christmas break. The company has rented a huge new facility in the interim. I nervously try to find my way around the strange complex. My colleagues are exercising in the morning before going to work: basketball, soccer, swimming--wait, what? Yes, two swimmers stroke past, near at hand. Suddenly, I myself sink up to my neck in water, too. The magical appearance of a swimming pool all around me startles my consciousness awake and I achieve...lucidity! I quickly begin to engage the dream, attempting to stabilize my awareness. But, as usual, I awake right away--this time due to my alarm clock's chirping at 6:21 AM.

I have had similar success in achieving lucidity in the past, after volunteering to participate in a dream study whose submission deadline I missed by only a couple of weeks. (Tardy subconscious! But better late than never.)

3 mg melatonin, 1500 µg vitamin B12, and brief meditation before an 11:15 PM bedtime.

As I was walking around a big goat like creature with horns attacked me: Fear me, for I'm great Krampus!
I laughed on that. As I walked it ran against me... and I slapped it and one horn had fallen from its head broken. And creature vanished. I tried to find it, but... well I was walking around for some time and I didn't find it. When I was in one house I saw a man who was looking on window where flies flew. And that man told me: You are looking for Krampus- one of the flies saw him, we must extract it from its brain (as if fly has any brain) I tried to catch the fly but I squashed it accidentally.

When I got out I was in my city so I walked to bus station to take a bus to my village. But on the station I saw some crates full of clockmakers tools close to garbage bins. When I saw that I quickly started to look any usable tool I saw there not wanting to let those tools be wasted... Sonia walked around me, while calling, that I will miss my bus home. I told her to take that bus, that I need to save those tools, that they are unique and precious. So she went with the bus and I was left on the station, searching through crates till the end of dream.

Remarks
I saw a film on TV named Krampus(2015) and when my 5 years old daughter told me that she fears that monster, I told her, that it is more laughable than scary.
My father was clockmaker and I was repairing clocks in past too... and I still have tools for repairing of clocks.
My friend had shoulder long hair here- she has about 15cm longer hair in reality. I wonder whether she got her hair clipped