I was sleeping over at my dad's place and had brought my birds over but I couldn't find them or their cage anywhere. This worried and angered me that I began shouting where they were as I moved through the people around the house. Thankfully I managed to find them but by mistake as I was moving them I dropped the cage and it broke, letting my birds fly around. This made me so angry and frustrated that I hit the broken cage and began screaming how I hated what was happening. Fast forward and I'm in a classroom where my old art history teacher is trying to get the students to settle down. We all apparently had unique powers and were about to be assigned our jobs or positions. As we waited though two girls began arguing about their seating and what one said about the other. I tried to calm them down because I had saw what had happened and felt there was no hard feelings, just a concerned friend. But I was told that I wasn't able to understand the situation and I think I was insulted. This made me want to speak Japanese words to taunt her without her understanding but instead I just said "Hontou?" and something else easy to say. Which was kind of embarrassing but no one made fun of me because of it or laughed. I guess I was trying to be silly too. When you understand more than one language you tend to want to use what you know too. Anyways, somehow I managed to get them to stop the fight than walked up to a guy student who was assisting the teacher when he called me. I was told something than recall watching him give leader papers for a goddess role who had an important position to lead the members to victory. I walked away quickly unsure if he would hand me one or if I was even right for it. As I walked back to my back seat I saw him approach a taller girl with black hair and hand her a paper. She wasn't sure if she was right either but agreed to give it a try. My old art teacher than told the class to move to seats closer to the front. I walked to the third row and sat in a seat where another guy sat one seat across from me to my left. He shook the desk quite a bit and I was wondering why. Than the teacher said that we were suppose to get into partners and take our papers out. I couldn't find my paper but as I open a book I saw the name was "Dust" and felt that was the name of the guy kind of next to me, who shook the desk and was supposed to be my partner. "He reminds me a bit of Dawn"I thought than got up when called to go into the battle area."I don't usually play these games with guns, its usually my brother, but ill give it a try". I than went up to the guns on the pink rack and was looking for a sniper so I could hide and not be out in the open. But quickly Dust ran up to me and asked if he could fill in for me. That he knew what he would do to help us win. But I said "I wanna try but you can help" I than was going to run in a corner but felt it was a bad idea. Dust than told me to follow him and I kind of did but than went and jumped a pink board fence and ran down a pair of stairs where a group of FNAF like girl nurse character were. "I don't play FNAF! Why did they have to put them in this game!"After running up I saw the boyfriend or second art history teacher guy who asked me to go back. "Ok, but how did you know i was here?"I asked. "Uh,I wasnt so sure but i had a feeling i saw you run in this direction" he replied. "Oh okay". I than walked back and saw the class over the pink board fence in a classroom. I tried jumping over it but lost the energy to do it knowing I was late. As I hanged on the fence my old art history teacher walked close and opened the fence for me. "Thanks". She told me not to worry about it than asked the other teacher who apparently was her boyfriend "Did I leave my papers in the butter jar?". She asked if he could get it at the house. I didn't question it and watched as they talked. Woke up after that. Note:I had another dream before this one where my old best friend was. Shes popping up a lot lately. : I
The dream started out with me trying to use the bathroom, but me teleporting into my younger sister's room instead. <-almost became lucid here because of (LOGIC). [Scene Change] I start out as me, although apparently with a perception filter, because to others, I was a wolf. A cutscene triggers, and it goes like this: 1. A wolf gets chased by an unfriendly “domestic” guard dog (wasn’t even the right breed). This guard dog looked like a fully-grown bernese mountain dog, but with white as the main color. 2. The wolf leads the dog onto some train tracks. (did I mention it was early morning here?) 3. There is a train incoming. 4. The wolf runs off the track with the dog to follow, but goes through tall grass, and doubles back to the tracks, and crosses them just barely before the train passes. 5. As a result, the wolf gets away, and the dog trots south along the train, after it has stopped. The train itself had all blue containers. [Slight Scene Change] I was trying to find a vehicle to drive and get out of here. I found a cross between a red lawnmower and a track. I then found the keys, put them into the ignition, and tried to make some sense out of all this. Instead, the vehicle turned all lawnmower and no truck, so it began to mow anything and everything in its path. Trying to avoid everything other than grass, I looked for something that would disable the blades, so I could drive this thing out of here. Instead, I caused quite a bit of damage to some plants outside a farm house. Because of this, I ditched the vehicle. [Minor Time Skip] It was a few minutes later, and 2 people had woken up. The father and his daughter. My uncle was there too. We were inside the house, as the father ate some breakfast, while the daughter and my uncle surveyed some damage on the kitchen counter (which, apparently, I dealt, but nobody knows that). Looking out the window, I saw the plants I had destroyed. I knew that I had to get out of here. Luckily, just then, I had my opportunity, as the father left the house on the south side (plants were on the north) to go to a building to the south. I then casually left as to not raise suspicion. Then, I woke up.
I am a spartan (Like from Halo). I am in this war screen where I can select a mission and I select one at random; not being given any actual information about what the mission entails. When I arrive at the mission I am in an abandoned city and it is snowing. Small children start coming out of the derelict buildings. Some have small guns, others have sharp objects. One kid has a baseball bat with nails in it. I take him to be the leader. They start attacking me and draining my shield; but I decide that I'm not killing children so I run into a corner and throw a grenade at the ground to kill myself. The grenade explodes but doesn't kill me. I go flying comically high and land in a forested park just a few blocks from where I was. I see some kind of fight between two battle mechs and escape in a banshee. I get assigned to another mission. This time, I must go with Noble team from Halo Reach. Though this time I don't think all the characters are there. The mission starts with Emile sitting on the toilet and I walked in on him by accident. When I did he said "Do you mind, I'm attempting to deliver an explosive payload?" Kat, Carter and Jun then said we had to get going. We walked through a soccer field then some forests, then stole a small motorboat and crossed a large lake. We then got onto a military transport and started driving towards our destination. I remember getting annoyed and yelling to the rest of the team and saying that I was going to give the game a bad review for not having any real action sequences in it. -+- My mom wanted to give me a half birthday present. One of her friends was here and had a video recorder. She showed me medium-sized pyramid of presents in the driveway sitting on a blanket on a card table. I opened one of the presents and it was a carton of 36 strange looking oblong eggs. They then began shaking and bouncing everywhere and one of them flew in my face and exploded into yellow-green goo that smelled really bad. My mom wouldn't explain it and was just laughing while her friend looked at the recording.
From teleporting up tall buildings and finding a penny maker. To flying around a schoolyard with an old girlfriend from childhood. To fighting zombies with that same girl. To reading and old notebook from a locker full of books you've read before. To being back on your old football team....So many non-lucid adventures. All I did was set an alarm every 20 minutes after I completed my WBTB/meditation period. Wake up to alarm, turn it off, set it 20 minutes ahead, fall asleep again. DEILD basically. This surfing in and out of the dream state via this alarm allowed me to have some very adventurous dreams. Why 20 minutes? Because I will never have nor remember a 3 hour long lucid dream. My lucid dreams have been at most 10 minutes long. And that was one time a while back. Instead, I'll divide that 3 hours into small chunks of dreaming. So 1) I can practice my induction technique more times instead of once 2) If I go into a non-lucid dream or lose lucidity, I know my alarm will wake me up so I can try again. 3) If I am lucid, like I stated before, I'm not going to have or remember a dream longer than 10-20 minutes anyway. I can't wait to continue my journey as an oneironaut!
Morning of July 29, 2017. Saturday. [I am within my dream state, unaware of being asleep, yet with most of my conscious self identity extant. Still, towards the higher end of REM, my neural energies begin to grow. I associate them with plants, just as nerve roots seem analogous to the roots of plants. The play on “garden bed” also seems present.] My wife Zsuzsanna remains to my left as I explore an area of our garden that I had somehow not been aware of until this moment. There are two rows of unknown plants, about nine clusters in each row, that are about two feet in height at the most. Over time, Zsuzsanna tells me about the flowers on them after I first assume them to be some sort of vegetable. [My wife is also to my left as we sleep. The patterns of my neural energies are not consistent within the dream state. This is the biological nature of sleeping and dreaming. Some newly activate and grow symbolically like a plant; symbolism of which I validated in the 1980s; some cease to be viable.] Around the area of where the fifth group of plants are in the row on my side from my left, I notice a few clusters that are wilted and almost horizontal to the ground, leaning to the right. I feel annoyed and I consider that the seeds had been too close together when sprouting. [Critical thinking skills are mainly nonexistent in the dream state. Such neural patterns would bring too much clarity to remain in the dream state. Still - I consider a different way that my neural patterns could be more viable in analogy. The vague oscillations of neural energy that I become aware of manifest as Christmas beetles that the plants are actually growing from within the flowers, insects being a more tangible form of a specific pattern of consciousness than water, yet closer to neural energies that would initiate waking. I do not think it strange that a Christmas bell plant would grow a Christmas beetle, or more specifically, one from each stamen. Each stamen symbolizes each dendrite in my physical mind in real time.] I see Christmas beetles emerging from the downwardly oriented flowers, these beetles having directly grown from the plants. There are eventually more and more of them. I have no sense of wariness or unpleasantness. In fact, I think I might like to keep them because of their beauty. [My dream self teleports and is now within our house mostly as it is now, though with minor variations in size and layout. I do not immediately realize that having so many Christmas beetles in the house might prove to be problematic. Too many neural energies brought deeper into the residence of my dream would expand into the waking stage.] At first, I enjoy having all these Christmas beetles in the house as I watch them in our kitchen and lounge room. However, something in the back of my mind makes me realize that it is not so good an idea. For one thing, they start to buzz, yet the real issue relates to their ability to crawl into anything and everything and spread into various possessions. This is something that I start to consider is not really what I want. [I have decided that I do not want all of these neural energies within this level of consciousness as it will surely bring about the ascent into whole consciousness if I keep them inside. I consider gathering them up and putting them outside. My dream fades fairly quickly.] My wife Zsuzsanna, in real life, not that long after my dream, brings attention to some Christmas bell plants I had no idea about. There was no prompt from me, and no way of knowing what had been on her mind previously. This follows the general rule that at least one dream per sleep cycle renders material from her essence and her mind.
2:00am-9:26am July 28 Rising up against a school that spanks children as a punishment. Grandma's home, garage has free amazon gift cards. Admiring girl's throat, not a vampire but in relation to it. bird drops little fox, I take care of it and slowly it learns to be gentle and grows big as my pet. Current home
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