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    1. almost lucid..?

      by , 08-16-2017 at 01:44 PM
      16-8-2017

      well...last night i set 2 alarms to try to dream multiple times, so i woke up on the first one just fine and wrote in my dream journal then went back to sleep, then my second alarm went off (it was 8:50 am) and i woke up, stayed in bed for a bit to remember my dream, then i got up and wrote it down then i looked at my clock and guess what! it was 11:30 am all of a sudden!

      I didn't think too much as to how it happened at that time, but later that day, i noticed a DJ category called "false awakening" , then it hit me that that might have been what happened to me earlier.

      i missed a great chance to get lucid, from now on I'll do a reality check whenever i wake up.

      wish me luck
    2. New York & Omnilucidity beginnings

      by , 08-05-2017 at 06:58 PM (Ereos)
      I was in my government-issued car and I was going to New York, I already made a good chunk of the way there so I am now out of the Farlands and in the US.
      This New York didn't look like anything the real life New York, this one was a very futuristic looking one, one building in particular that caught my attention is a building that spirals up in two branches and finishes with a tippy top.

      I arrive in said building, it's pretty huge inside, it turns out that I had to do some recon of the place to find a magic supplier of the Hooded Man, he was in this building, intel said so.
      After making sure of where he was more or less, I had this weird radio thingy where you could send a text message on it, there were about 10 lettered buttons, just enough to send basic messages, I managed to type in there "Go".

      Soon enough a PSF breaching team came in and busted whoever was the magic supplier of the Hooded Man in that building.

      (Pictured below, a PSF soldier)



      *fuzziness*

      I was in my bathroom when I suddenly realized I was dreaming, I did the mouth-breathe reality check and yep, I was in a dream indeed.
      I remembered my goal to see the sage, so I go ahead and quit the bathroom and switch off the lights, but then I notice that in the whole house there is only that little lamp near my computer that is on.
      I could see that the dream was getting darker, and it was either going to end, or I was going to get stuck in the "void" or it was going to get spooky.
      So I calmly made my way to the sofa and sat in it, and just...went to sleep.

      Very quickly I feel the effects of sleep paralysis and I am back on my bed, but still technically dreaming and in sleep paralysis.
      I try to roll out of bed, one time, two times, three times, I manage to get close calls to being in a dream by getting out my window, but no such luck this time, perhaps I should try something else next time...


      *fuzziness*

      I am now in my parent's bedroom just sitting there, however the bed has been removed for some reason.
      Anyways a friend of mine comes in and we talk for a bit, then I go on ahead and tell him about how I achieved omnilucidity, "I am going to be omnilucid, I am omnilucid" I said to him.
      I was pretty aware in the moment, still not realizing it's a dream though. My friend tells me to go downstairs there are some people waiting for me.

      So I get up and go downstairs...however the stairs are all kinds of broken, first off it was made of extremely loose wood, each step was very inconsistent and bizzarely-formed, at some points I had to make little jumps and all.
      When I finally got downstairs I see that there are my parents, but also the Dursley family. I go ahead and greet them all. They wanted to thank me for stopping those illegal magic supplies deal.

      Updated 08-05-2017 at 07:35 PM by 92417

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , lucid
    3. Dream - Denial To Kryal Castle & Return Of The Dog

      by , 08-05-2017 at 10:53 AM
      Date of Dream: TUE 1 AUG - 2017



      Dream No. 166 - Separated Sections

      Dream 166 A - Denial To Kryal Castle

      My family was planning to go to Kryal Castle but another plan got in the way and I was disappointed. I ended up going to the shops with my mum and my brother, NN and RK also came with us. At the registers, my mum needed help taking bags back to the car. She said that NN and RK could to the car but my brother me and had to stay behind. I complained to my mum, going “Why can't NN and NB stay back?”. It actually ended up being that way. RK and I went back to the car and when we were in the car park, I could see Kryal Castle in the distance. I don't remember what else happened in this dream.

      Dream 166 B - Return Of The Dog
      This dream took place in my backyard. I was in the upper part, near the door to underneath the house, when I saw the dog running and scurrying up the path from the door to the garage that was open. The dog had a grey aura to her which I subconsciously knew was a sign that she was a deceased entity. When she got to me, she just sat in front of me and wagged her tail with her tongue constantly going in and out. I thought to myself “Why are you here? You're dead right...?”. This actually affirmed that I was dreaming but I was nowhere near becoming lucid.

      What the affirmation did though was give me the prompt to start calling for Dreamy WB. I kept calling and calling, I eventually ran to the fence of the Greek neighbour's house and called her but there was no response. I still called as I went back to the upper part of the house but I suddenly stopped at a horrific sight. Ms L just sprouted out of the soil in the veggie patch as quick as a beanstalk! What was even more terrifying is that the dream made her have these really piercing, glowing eyes, which forced me to wake up in fright.

      I was now perceived to be awake in my bedroom, still with my heart pulsing from the veggie patch sight. Here I was, then ready to start my TAFE day but there was one problem... Why was the clock saying 11:44? That means that I would have been 2 hours and 44 minutes late for classes, and potentially even 3 by the time I got there. I had the alarm clock set for 7:30 in real life. I then woke up and confirmed that I had truly exited the dream as the clock now said 7:11.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:
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      Updated 08-05-2017 at 01:09 PM by 93119 (Added Categories)

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening
    4. 04-08-17 Dream Work - Concepts, Narrative and catch up work

      by , 08-04-2017 at 02:35 PM
      I have recently taken up using the voice recorder for recording dreams, but in preparation for the upcoming dream workshop I will be running I will start using manual entry again. I need to get quick, to the point and sharp in sharing dream content with others, so I can be a leading example for the people I coach.

      Now before I start out with writing the dreams of the previous 3 nights, which I have bullet pointed on paper there is a couple of highly significant dream I want to write up. These all pertain to the significance of the Dinosaurs, particulary the T-Rex, in my dreams, as these have heralded some pretty significant developments over the past year. In fact just sitting down listening to some of the files have sent goosebumps through my body at some of the symbolisms and messages contained in these dreams.

      The first occurred during the summer of 2016, I was in full swing with writing my thesis and I had seen a blossoming of my use of cannabis, cigarettes and other kinds of addiction. As such I had started working directly with my dreams with regards exploring the reason for my smoking, or addiction in general.

      I had noticed that recently a T-Rex had started appearing as a repeating theme in my dreams. Like for instance I saw him in a hotel roof top pool on 01-08-16, where I hid in a pool with a friend trying to avoid being caught – where I speculate that he is connected with investigation of smoking. Or on 08-08-16 I found myself in a dinosaur park, a la Jurassic Park, with a hole in the fence, where the T-Rex was on the inside, but I end up getting caught by a raptor and eaten just outside the park in a broken car, where I was trying to hide out. And such I started setting intentions for my next lucid dream to investigate what this symbol of the T-Rex could represent.

      I don't have a record of this lucid dream where I manage to summon the T-Rex, but it occurred within a couple of weeks following the setting of the intention to investigate, before 01-09-2016, when I moved out of the place I was living and back in with my parents.

      I recall being awake in the morning, to then go back to sleep with the intention to summon the T-Rex.


      “Summoning the T-Rex”

      I am sat in our living room. It is forenoon and I am texting M – a primary school class mate, whom I have always maintained a slight crush on. We are talking about a party and I feel I am somewhat intruding, but she end up inviting me around.

      Then all of a sudden a text message rolls in from the phone company, which reads something like “We are all one, you no longer need to put in the number or contact of the person you are trying to reach it will happen automatically.” This stumbles me a bit, but I don't think much further of it.

      There is a slight skip.

      I find myself in a bus headed out from Aarhus towards Hornslet. I speculate on the nature of “oneness” and start feeling my consciousness drift outwards, though not quite becoming one. At one point a bus pass in the opposite direction and a choir of children are singing a song, with the lyrics “we are all one” included.

      The bus drives off the high way and I find myself walking on the road below, heading under the bridge with the highway on top.

      I am with my old friend Tim and we are walking together. I look up and I see a hawk sitting in mid air, which I find curious as its wings are placed alongside its body. It basically looks like it is sitting on a stick, though there is no stick there to be sat on.

      Then it makes a rapid dive and hits the ground beak first right next to me, which startles me quite a lot.

      We walk on, towards the bridge, past a couple of bushes on the side of the road that have purple flowers on them. As we walk a couple of smaller birds come flying straight towards my face, so I have to step quickly to the left to avoid being hit.

      I start thinking to myself: “This is truly strange behaviour for birds.” and as we approach the bridge finally I see a crow sitting in one of the bushes by the side. I start looking around and I decide to look at my hands.

      I become lucid and I spend a few moments stabilising the dream, and when I feel comfortable I start thinking about my goals.

      “Ah the T-Rex!” I say out loud and abandon my friend to go look for him. I turn around, away from the bridge in the opposite direction and start screaming out over the fields “T-Rex, Where Are You??” but I don't get a response.

      I find myself next to a crash barrier, again screaming out over the fields for the T-Rex. Then I start feeling fear, although I am also aware of it all being only a dream. So I skip back across the road and climb a small elderflower tree.

      I shout for the dino to appear again and this time I get a response, though from a group of children behind the bushes of which the tree I have climbed is a part. They say “We tried calling him, he doesn't want to show up.”.

      I then try to scream out for him, mimicking his roar. The Children respond in a laughing way “We tried that as well, it won't help.”


      I sit for a brief second before the dream starts fading and I “wake up”.

      I find myself in my room and walk out towards the living room. Outside I see a lot of plants and it is raining.

      “Hang on a minute it wasn't raining when I was awake earlier” I think to myself and realise I am still dreaming.

      I turn around and walk back into my room and stare at my computer screen.

      I turn around, while still being within the realms of the computer game that was on the screen and look up. I find a long and narrow dirt pathway, surrounded by a fence on the right hand side and bushes on the left.

      Up at the entrance – or T-cross – I see the T-Rex come sprinting around from the right hand side. I get anxious and excited as I start running towards him. It seems like the dino knows we only have a limited amount of time to complete the encounter.

      “WHAT DO YOU MEAN??” I scream at him as we run towards one another. There is no response, and I feel my fear rising as we continue to sprint towards one another. “WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME??” I try instead and just as we are right in front of one another and I am staring into his wide open jaws he transforms.

      All of a sudden a ghost appears before me, with the limbs of the dino sprawling out behind the spectre hanging a few metres above the ground.

      “Michela!?!?” I exclaim in utter surprise.


      I wake up.

      Michela represents a previous romantic affiliation gone sour, very sour indeed. Both in terms of the pain I felt when she left, but also because of the stressful situation I was facing with quitting my job. I awoke with a multitude of new angles to investigate my addiction to cigarettes from, which included the shame and loss of pride I felt from loosing her – the shame associated with not being able to attract a woman and keep her faithful, more so than actually loosing her being particularly painful.

      A couple of months later I started on a spiritual education and at the time I was still smoking cigarettes. I started a practice of smoking without guilt and I recall arriving at the first module having spent 6 hours without smoking. I felt the physiological cravings, but I didn't feel the desire to smoke, which I found facinating.

      I continued to the first module and when we arrived in the first opening sharing circle and were briefed that we would be opening up, diving into intimacy, then it hit me. I was now experiencing full on craving and desire at the same time as I was experiencing fear towards intimacy at the same time as it was the only thing I truly desired. And from this experience I recalled another meaning associated with Michela.

      The next dream took place I think in the beginning of April, the first time F and I slept in the same bed, and seeing as we kissed the first time on April 3rd I believe the accurate date is 14-04-17 as this is 2 weeks after the date of our first kiss.


      “Dino makes a gesture”

      I find myself alone in a small and humble cabin. It is bright morning/forenoon and the sun is shining through the windows. The cabin is located in a large garden that is surrounded by tall walls in a rectangular fashion, with the cabin taking central space.

      Suddenly outside I hear/feel the T-Rex approaching, and this time I recognise his presence. There seems to be a telepathic or at least non-verbal acceptance of one another, a kind of respect with a hint of fear, but this time from both parties.

      I venture out of the house to see what is going on. There is a clothes line with clothing on it immediately next to the house.

      I never actually see the T-Rex, but I find that after he has been circling the house he has left me a circular meditation mat against the clothing line.

      End of dream.

      I wake up feeling excited. I have just slept next to a woman I am madly in love with and I find that I for the first time actually like sleeping up close to her.

      I experience a brief feeling of alarm, but I quickly re-frame the story positively as I tell F about the dream.


      Now I acknowledge that interpreting dreams in hindsight is easier than trying to gleam out the prospective material from the time of their occurrence. However this dream theme I believe heralded a powerful spiritual lesson.

      The first appearances of the T-Rex motif happened just after a relationship had developed from an intimate/romantic nature to a friendly one. In this relationship I discovered a tendency to become extremely preoccupied with me feeling responsible for the emotional state of the other. This responsibility was coupled with an elevated sense of anxiety for loosing her. However the appearance of Dinosaurs happened before.

      A funny thing is that the following entry- which took place pretty much immediately after my fling (Karen) and I had started getting romantic - 08-04-16 Surviving the Ocean Quest in the desert - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views Actually occurred simultaneously with my then fling having a reciprocal dream, of being taken to the desert by frightening shadow figures that gave her the mission to gather all the animals for the ship. Now I am aware this synchronisation makes more sense to me on a subjective level – we had been practising trying to dream share, and a lot of themes in the dreams were in line with what was happening in our waking lives – however even if this is disregarded this is the first appearance of the “Dino theme”.

      Specifically the purple dinos shooting an assortment of weaponry at my heart – which I at the time interpreted as a symbol of having my heart broken a couple of times in order to finally open up – seems to indeed have been at play, though increasing in complexity and meaning over the past year. Let me illustrate a bit further.

      When the T-Rex and the Raptors start making their appearance, as I mentioned the relationship had moved in a friendly direction, which I told her I was OK with, but I was quietly mourning the loss I felt.

      During this time as mentioned I had started seeing a rise in my consumption of cigarettes and cannabis. I felt stressed with my thesis and on top of this stress I was overwhelmed by the insights into myself and my shifting perspectives of the world through my world with Ayahuasca, and as such I sought to slow it all down a bit though the use of cigarettes and cannabis.

      The Dino dreams appeared in between spouts of regular cannabis use, as I had a somewhat ambivalent relationship to this medicinal plant. On the one hand I was grateful for the visionary aspects and emotional teachings, at the other I was aware that it was stealing my dreams – although this latter aspect was sometimes a welcome aspect when I felt things were moving too quickly.

      When I decided to summon the T-Rex I thought it was somehow related to my addictions, and it turned out accurate. However the transformation from T-Rex into my ex-fling added a twist I hadn't seen coming, which was the connection between addiction and love-relational issues.

      From the first observation of my feeling responsible for the emotions of a lover, I immediately suspected that I was dealing with a pattern established in early childhood. Due to my parents' difficult relation my mother was always stressed and frequently displayed intense outbursts of anger. I particularly recall an episode – think I might have been 3-4 years old – where my sister and I were sat in our room on the floor and Mother comes down. She gets angry about the mess, picks up a play guitar and throws it across the room hitting my sister in the head, resulting in a hospital visit and a scar on her face. This and other incidents I hypothesise fostered the self-concept that “mother's emotions are dangerous, and I am responsible”.

      Following the dream as I mentioned earlier I saw a striking connection between the fear of intimacy and my addictions, and around the same time I had another T-Rex dream, though he played a smaller part in this (as he transformed into a dragon and cleansed an entire island and evolutionary history through a fire bath). This dream heralded the cleansing phase I have gone through roughly the past year of getting acquainted with my relational fears, addressing them and letting go of old self images that no longer serve me.

      During November of 2017 I had an Ayahuasca ceremony specifically directed towards examining my addictive behaviours. The themes that emerged were memories of my mother being very harsh on me playing as a boy – that she didn't have the energy required to play with me. As such I was forced to put a lid on my playful energy, which in adolescence transforms into sexual energy, resulting in great shame about my own emotional and sexual nature. Ayahuasca provided a definition of my addiction as “the behaviour that arise as a result of wanting to escape the constant narrative of self-loathing and self-blame”. The self-blame I have already discussed, the self-loathing is partly directed at the feeling that sexual and playful aspects of me are “wrong”.

      I would later be presented with my dad's contribution towards the ease with which I accepted the “I am wrong” self-concept, though that will be a different story, though basically it has to do with him (a) raising me through commands; (b) never complimenting me on anything; (c) always questioning whether or not I had performed a certain task; (d) being critical on anything that deviates from the norms he deems liveable.

      Let me quickly add that I love and adore both of my parents, who supports me like rocks in their own respective ways. A deep realisation on this spiritual path has been that most of the times our behaviour arise out of conditioned responses we are not to be blamed for. My parents did the best with what they had available, it isn't a question of them not loving me.

      In February 2017 I met F. There was a striking explosion of energy running through my body at our first embrace and as I mentioned she is the first woman I have slept next to – we have never had physical sex – that I felt not only comfortable sleeping against, but good.

      We started out helping one another with the processes of Ayahuasca, but after about a month it became clear that there was a deeper connection. It turned romantic and sensual, but a series of complications eventually led to this romantic aspect destabilising.

      The T-Rex dream where he presents a meditation pillow I hypothesise – according to the Jungian notion that dreams can have a prospective, future development directed meaning – was a way for me to truly observe the nature of my relational problems.

      During our romantic affiliation I started feeling insecure, as she was still entangled with her boyfriend. She had stated that she wanted him out of the house and leaving him, as well as not feeling comfortable with his touch and being intimate with him. This in my mind made him an Ex-Boyfriend and I believed that this was the path she wanted to go down, however it quickly changed into something else where it became obvious that he would be spending a significant amount of time with her, sleeping in the same bed as her.

      I felt like she was manipulating me, using me to instigate changes in him so he could become a better boyfriend to her. I was confused about her pulling back when our kissing, cuddling and petting got intense resulting in us never having anything but clothes-on-energetic sex (which however was a very powerful and potent experience for both of us I believe).

      Following a week at her parents I was headed to the aforementioned education during a weekend, she slept with her boyfriend. There were quasi-valid reasons for her doing so, but I felt betrayed as we had in my mind agreed to a monogamous structure, although I had been open towards a more open constellation. I ended up forgiving her, with a few demands as to how our future relation – and the one she had towards her boyfriend – should look like. Demands initially met, but quickly broken.

      This started the hell ride into jealousy, romantic ideation, mistrust and pain. I went into it with full consciousness and journalled about it vigorously. I saw how I didn't have energy to do anything but wait around hopefully for a message, constructing fantasies about her activities when she didn't contact me etc.

      The point is not to arrive at a blame game, I have come to realise it takes two to tango and I have been overly focused on my own workings in this process, but this has been a profitable approach – as it is indeed the only thing I can ever change.

      What I saw was that F quickly became my entire world. I felt love, and I felt terrified to loose it. She became an object I perceived would be able to fulfil my deepest yearning, to feel loved and appreciated – and I clung to her, constantly trying to get the relationship defined in ways that would guarantee the safety that she would be there to fulfil my needs. I became obsessed with having sex with her, I felt that it would make up for the shameful aspect of her having cheated on me. I saw how I was feeling the familiar feeling of anxiety of her leaving me as this “is the last chance for love” and similarly that she would move onto someone else the minute someone better came around – which would be pretty quick. These last observations illuminate a self-concept totally deprived of feelings of self-worth or feeling of being worthy of love an appreciation by another human being. I saw how I through expending all my energy on worrying about her behaviour, waiting for messages became fatigued and tired and couldn't keep up work on my own projects, which I abandoned.

      There is much more information to the story, but I eventually arrived at a point where we had a conversation. In this she informed me of three key things that made me realise I had to quit the contact. She felt guilty towards her (ex)-boyfriend when she was with me, that she didn't really want him to understand that it was over and she couldn't promise she was never going to want to be with him again.

      It was the hardest thing I have ever done, I was in so much pain and missed her like crazy. Following this quitting of contact I started working with the last of my addictions – which is sort of a tricky one – which is the tendency to intellectualise situations arriving at a conceptual understanding of things which put me in a positive lighting. Self-centered and also grounded in placing value in the opinions of others.

      Gradually as these addictions fell away I was confronted with my underlying anxiety. I never knew myself to be a person experiencing anxiety, but that was what the addictions were for I suppose. I spent a few months experiencing extreme states of panic, which included a fear of dying, a fear of being abandoned at a future dimensional shift, as well as being rejected and abandoned in a romantic sense. It took a lot of breathing and being with the fear and panic and I was incapable of performing even the slightest actions that dealt with finding jobs, new residence or worldly matters in general.

      Things got better, I still experience fear and anxiety, but when I do now I don't panic and try to get rid of it, rather I breathe into it and try and understand what it is trying to tell me and it seems a lot of things are shifting within.

      I am back in contact with F, I love her, love the contact and am trying to manage my romantic inclinations towards her consciously, which at present involves awareness of how desire towards a particular outcome with her (ending up n a romantic relation) can result in suffering through envy and jealousy.

      To come full circle back to the dreaming the present story illustrates the process by which working actively with intention, lucidity and analytical interpretation of certain dream themes that crop up repeatedly can help bring visibility to the sub conscious processes that govern our behaviour. I went through the process alone, yet I feel that had I not been so stubborn and approached someone with knowledge in these areas I could have progressed much quicker, perhaps even saving an intimate relationship in the process.
    5. This week's memorable dreams.

      by , 08-03-2017 at 03:40 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Walking

      Dream of walking at night time with a group of people around a town surrounded by woods.

      Lucid

      Become lucid in a pantry. Wanted to try my new time dilation method of looking at a watch but there was no watch on my wrists... They were all swollen. Decided to do the counting thing instead and put my hand on the ground. Managed to count to 60 with the usual distortions. Tried to jump afterwards but I felt too heavy and couldn't. Felt the distortions crushing around me and I woke up.

      Bjork

      Was on a hill and saw Bjork. This made me semi lucid. Began walking beside her and I was joking around saying she looked like some singer. She said, "What do you mean?" and her forehead was glowing red and she began to change shape. She slowly morphed into a muscular dude wearing a wrestling outfit and began throwing cars at random houses.

      Work people.


      Had this dream after lucky from work dropped me off. Dreamed I was in his car with val from work also. He dropped her off and then he dropped me off at my house at what looked kind of like grove street.

      A strong wind began blowing and I could see storm clouds. I wanted to escape it so began looking for a vehicle. Lucky hadn't left yet so he drove towards me fast and kinda hit me but I wasn't injured. I got back in his truck.

      FA, and was somewhere with Val, There was this walkway going over scenic drive. We went up the steps but we wound up in some tower. There were various dead bodies around and Val started screaming and ran off. I went to the other side of the walking bridge and got a cop to follow me to the dead bodies. Was back in the tower and got lost in it somehow. The stench was so horrible that I was about to throw up.

      Drive

      Was in someone's van in the passenger seat. We were driving in chilliwack but found a wooded area. We went down a dirt road with trees on one side and a river on the other. There were a bunch of mountain ions around the car and I thought it was strange that they would be there.

      Became semi lucid outside that person's house when we got there. I started doing a nose pinch RC. and the girl asked me what I was doing. I said she was a manager at a lucid dreaming forum how could she not know what a nose pinch RC was. I noticed she was wearing a mcdonald's manager uniform and had to rethink my last statement, then woke up.
    6. Some kind of battle? Epic dream

      by , 08-02-2017 at 04:26 PM
      I had a very deep dream last night, deeper than usual but it was a cool dream nonetheless despite what may be said I did enjoy it.

      I don't remember the sequence of events really well but what I remember earliest was waking up (in Dream) to a disaster. I must have been in high school in my dream because there was a whole class with me, some people I recognized, one person who wasn't even in a class with me, but most I don't remember. My mom was there too, something terrible happened. I woke up and we were all in a large auditorium but everyone was down, knocked out, moaning, wounded or all of the above. I don't know what happened but my mind just wanted to think I was tortured but because I woke up and noticed it I think something else must have happened like a large fight with something else, my whole class was like this so we were not fighting amongst ourselves.

      When I woke up my serious wound was my hand, it was covered in blood, a large amount of blood and there was a gash on the bottom part of my pointer finger that starts in the middle and goes to the part where it connects with the hand itself and it was bleeding pretty bad. I remember looking off and seeing my mom was injured as well and my nephew was there with a similar wound to mine. There were nurses who rushed in to help all of us but I had to yell basically to receive attention for my ever bleeding wound and they pulled out a needle and string to stitch it up. I didn't feel pain throughout the whole thing until they started to stitch me up. From my notes there was something about underground student clubs, I think it was to teach us how to be detectives and also how to fight with weapons.

      I received training on how to fight with a knife in close quarters by Agent Gibbs (From NCIS) of all people and I remember it quickly, in a training exercise he said: "How are you going to fight me?" and he had a holstered knife on his left side, I asked "Dirty or Clean?" "Clean," he said. I grabbed the knife and went for his throat because I couldn't think of a clean way to fight with a knife, he stopped me, twisted my hand and threw me to the ground and said it was too obvious. Had he said dirty I was going to take the knife and aim for the stomach in a stabbing fascion.

      L from death note was there and a friend in real life who was dressed to look just like him, he was there to help us solve the case of what actually happened to us in the auditorium but he (The real L) was murdered and the murderer was another detective. Right afterward the detective who murdered him went into this room where the fake L stood and the fake L said that the real L was a bad guy pretending to be him and claimed that he was the real L.

      The next part of my dream took place in a large bathroom, there were 3 stalls and in front of there were toilet fewer toilets if that makes sense, just a hole in the floor that can expand and leads directly to a sewer below. My Nephew was hiding in the one farthest from the entrance and was sitting in the corner, still wounded with a bloody hand similar to mine. The man who murdered L walked in with a hooker (yes you heard me) and they stood in front of the toilet less toilet and they were arguing about something, he killed her and stuffed her in the hole and used a toilet plunger to push her into the sewer, he then checked 2 of the stalls to see if anyone was hiding there and was about to check the third but changed his mind last second and left. The next part shows our class in the auditorium but we were all better and happy, we were going to watch a movie there and we were celebrating a big victory, I don't know all that happened because I was knocked out during the fight where we all were wounded but it would seem that one of our classmates had a magical item in the shape of a square or box that stopped the attack. Everyone was cheering and we looked at him as he was the one sitting in the back but in the middle and he held up the box shaped thing into the light of the projector and it glowed gold.

      The last bit of the dream was almost a flashback I think, it showed my nephew and I walking down the stairs from my apartment and we both were wounded, my hand was still bleeding pretty bad in this scene and he was too, we walked with a limp and I was also clutching my shoulder. The world seemed grey but we walked down the stairs him leading and we both had to keep a hand on the wall to steady ourselves leaving long blood smears on the wall where our hands touched it.

      That was the end, overall it was an amazing dream despite what most people would think, it was like a movie and it was very deep. I loved it.
    7. False Lucid/Awakening

      by , 08-02-2017 at 03:29 AM (Dream)
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      Lucid
      Where are you?

      At School, our class is watching netflix, some educational videos on Social Behavior, after a few videos, the intro
      to 'Scooby Doo, Where are You?' pops up. After the episode, it goes back to the main page of netflix.
      We all want to watch more Scooby Doo.
      I click on the name that we just watched in recent watches and the episodes came up.
      Later, I went outside earlier than usual for the buses.
      The buses are coming in the front.
      Ms.K's there, she asks me "What'd you want?"
      I say "16 Pack" she looks at me weirdly, which the look implies 'NO'.

      False Lucid/Awakening

      I was trying to sleep so I could Lucid Dream. (I don't know how I don't actually become lucid when I dream about trying
      to be lucid)
      Everything felt tingly, I couldn't move, I felt like I was sinking into the bed. (I was at the old house in my old room)
      My vision covered by a wave of blue like an ocean, I open my eyes and the room is filled with water.
      I wake up and look at the accounts on the television monitor hanged up on the wall. (The room changed to something more
      futuristic)
      Left to Right: Cassie, Demera, ____ , Lemera
      I wish I had my own account.
      Demera comes into the room, I tell her "I did it for you."
      My Brother, Alex, asks me if I had the same sleeping experience as him which I did.
      Earlier or Later in the dream (back in my old room) I was watching a terror attack on video.
      It had something to do with planes, trees and a road and me talking to some middle-aged man.
      I remember getting up and covering the computer screen so I wouldn't be seen.

      Dragon Ball Alternate Timeline

      Somekid is sucked into the world of Dragon Ball, but its different, Vegeta is King and Goku is a "Robin-Hood" like
      character. Takes place a few years after two kids changed the Dragon Ball Timeline.
      It says in the description "No Virus."
      There were lots of Dragon Ball OCs, I saw Fat Buu but he looked a-bit different.
      This team of fighters was tracking an evil Majin Buu, we're about to turn around the corner but..Suprise!
      it's the evil Majin Buu.
      The evil Majin Buu is Female and has a jester like outfit on.

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      August 1st, 2017
    8. What it Felt like in Sleep Paralysis

      by , 08-02-2017 at 02:58 AM
      This is still really fresh in my mind; it happened to me this morning at around 7:30AM. As I'm writing this I will explain my current states throughout the experience. A little back story, this was a WBTB kind of thing. I woke up this morning to make my wife coffee and breakfast, and after she left I went back to sleep focusing on lucid dreaming. I also had a really great success with a LD too! That's not why I'm posting here though.

      (asleep and just exiting a lucid dream) I had a false awakening I think. I opened my eyes (still in dream) and I could not move my body really, and I didn't really want to because I wasn't ready to wake up if I was actually in my real body. A figure appeared at the door and I knew it was my wife. She said, "Hey baby," and then walked over to the foot of the bed. She seemed just out of my field of vision because I could not really see her the whole time. I knew a figure was there at the foot of the bed sitting down. I felt my feet move when she sat down, and she was putting on socks or something I presume. I was very lucid this whole time and I didn't think she was real, because how could she be? She had gone to work, and I know because of the nature of her job she wouldn't be back. I was in the same sleep position as I was in real life, and my real body almost felt like a shell. I tried rolling around on my bed in my dream and my orientation would change, but I still had an awareness that my body was still in the same position. (In real life I was laying on my side similar to fetal position.)

      Meanwhile this whole experience was kind of scary because I couldn't move and there was an entity (whom my mind made out to be my wife) and I couldn't do anything about it. Moving felt like drifting through thick water, but being slowly reeled back to my real body position. I would move fluidly and smoothly, but then become aware that I hadn't moved at all. It was really interesting in the moment. I accepted the fact that I was in sleep paralysis and couldn't make anything else happen. I just calmed myself and waited for it to be over. My room looked exactly how it does in real life (minus the blurriness).

      Once that FA/SP was over, Everything went black and I had a lucid experience while in NREM. Certain shapes would pop in and out. Also I remember hearing some voices, but not being able to remember what they were talking about. Then I had a REALLY VAGUE looking dreamlike experience. Picture it like a smooth fade in from a movie. Natural light and color of outside. Everything was blurry but I knew where I was and certain symbols drifted in and out. I also remember it being very colorful, and I was moving in some kind of truck on the passenger side. I was looking out the window, but again it was very vague and almost like I had my eyes fixed. I wasn't able to look around. Just had to watch passively as things came in and out. One symbol in particular was a block with a rectangular shaped hole through it. It just passed by me, and everything was really relaxing.

      After all of that, the imagery faded out very peacefully and I opened my eyes in real life. I wrote everything down after trying to retain all of that.
    9. Couple of short lucid dreams from the other night

      by , 07-31-2017 at 11:41 PM
      Trying to get back into a more regular pattern of writing down my dreams again. I found that is the best way to remember them and have nights with a lot of lucid dreaming.

      In a house with wood paneling, kind of old, but mansion like. I am being told that I have to leave, but when I go back to get out, the rooms have changed. I realize that I am dreaming and try sneaking around the house to get where the people in charge are trying to keep me from. For some reason I think that I have left a room that had something more interesting. I walk into a room finally that is larger and there are a bunch of people working at desks. Dream starts to fade, probably some light sleep paralysis.

      At the edge of a swamp and I see a dark figure (typical dream sign of mine) on the other side. I realize I am dreaming and try to fly over to confront it, but the dream starts to fall apart as I am heading towards it and I end up conscious in darkness for a bit, but have body sensations.

      I am walking with some people down a road and nose check and realize I am dreaming. There is a fuzzyness that I want to get rid of so I scream "vivid" a couple of times which seems to help for awhile. The others are looking at me weird until I tell them "it's cool, I am dreaming". I don't really remember much after that.
    10. Waking my Friends

      by , 07-28-2017 at 06:21 AM
      I awoke in my bed and the sky outside was dark in shades of blue and red. There was a thunderstorm going on outside and streams of water were coming in through the two open windows and hitting the carpet and my bed, so I got up to close the windows.

      I awoke again in my bed. The sky outside was now light and the weather was calm. This is how it was supposed to be. This is how it already was when I woke (for real) earlier. How could I have missed the signs? (I'm not sure if I woke for real or just dreamed this part)

      Just as I was about to fall asleep again, I opened my eyes and saw the familiar dark blue and red sky. The weather was calm this time, but I knew the morning sun was already up in real life, so this had to be a dream.

      I got up. My brother and three friends were staying with me (note: this wasn't actually happening in real life, but I believed it in the dream). The layout of my apartment was different to real life; there were a couple of extra bathrooms and the spare bedrooms were in different places.

      I opened the door to the room where my friends were sleeping and shouted for them to wake up to have the opportunity to experience the lucid dream. They seemed very realistically annoyed at being woken up so early and I began to question whether I was really dreaming, as it seemed to be based on my assumption more than any actual evidence.

      So I got up and went to the living room, and my friends got up to see what was going on. I jumped and did a backflip, then suspended myself upside down in mid-air just to prove to myself that I was dreaming. One of my friends was watching; it seemed to take him a moment to acknowledge this as unusual, but once he did, he became excited about being inside a dream.

      Shortly after this, I woke up for real.
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    11. Vampire days

      by , 07-28-2017 at 03:14 AM
      10:13am-1:18pm
      D: I was riding on a horse with and with my two other men already ahead, we tried to overtake a stagecoach that had one man inside and one man steering the horses. My two men jumped on the stagecoach and focused on steering it as I jumped through the door window and into the passenger seats inside. The man in there attempted to draw his sword but failed as I latched onto him and bit into his neck. Note, that this was being done in the daylight on a little forested but well paved road. -skip- In a mirror I look at my appearance, I wear a regal dress and seem to have just a bit of makeup on or atleast blush. I open my mouth and admire my teeth, then feel a tingling pain as my vampire fangs stretch out. Giving myself a grin, I walk through the door to the left of the mirror and enter a room of dancing. People in all sorts of noble attire are dancing in pairs, a waltz of some sort it seems and they are split to leave a path straight to my throne in the middle. I walk down the middle and pay them no mind as I relax in my throne. But before I can make up my mind what to do, the man I fed on earlier in the stagecoach rushes in with his sword at the ready and seems intent on a fight. This amuses my slightly but I have no intention of vacating my luxurious seating. End.

      FA: Woke up in my current bed, went downstairs and just decided to do a reality check...because why not? Realised I was lucid dreaming and went around touching and looking at stuff to increase my vividness and it did work. Then I remembered before bed I told myself I'd try to make Rosewood Darkgarden again, I wasn't sure if I wanted to just open the door myself and try or what. So I asked my brother to help me get to the place and it worked. Except the design was off, the atmosphere was there but it looked like a pool instead of a secret garden floating in the water. End.
    12. The Gnome Village of Neptune and The Angel Hand

      by , 07-25-2017 at 10:37 PM
      Part 1: "The Gnome Village of Neptune" (non-lucid)

      Thousands of years in the future, I was aboard a space station being given a tour of the facility by one of the high ranking crew members. The station was spacious and the walls were brightly lit in clean shades of sky blue and white; gravity was normal. The crew member was showing me a room in which they verified the AI systems of the self-aware robots to ensure that they wouldn't explode or otherwise pose any danger to the space station and its crew.

      After concluding the tour, we returned to the main hallway. I was to be sent on a mission to Neptune for a week to gather research data. The crew member pressed a glowing green button to call the elevator, and I saw two other glowing buttons; a red button and bright yellow button. I recognised the yellow button; it was a bomb that someone had accidentally left attached to the wall. I pointed this out and advised that the bomb should be removed, as it seemed likely that someone would accidentally hit the bomb button by accident when trying to call the elevator, but the crew member seemed unconcerned by this.

      At the top of the elevator, I entered the pod that would take me to Neptune and departed on my own. I contemplated a boring week sitting on an uninhabited rock gathering data, but my expectations were wildly subverted.

      Leaving the pod on arrival at Neptune, I found myself in some kind of fantastic gnome village that looked like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. Beautiful golden sunlight pierced dense trees casting odd spots of light over the dim village. I was a giant compared to the village and could easily step over the houses, hills and paths. As I walked through the village, I turned to look at what I had passed and felt compelled to take a photo of such a rare and beautiful scene, but was disappointed that I had forgot to bring my camera, so I decided to use my phone instead.

      As I left the village and emerged through the trees into the daylight, I became aware that I was in some kind of theme park; the gnome village was simply a model village in the park. There was no-one to be seen and the park seemed to be closed. A concrete path lead to a junction that split off to the left. There were shops and fast food outlets to my right. I heard a roar that sounded like a lion down the path to my left and was fearful that the animal may not be contained since no-one seemed to be attending to the park, so I decided to continue straight on away from the sound.

      I suddenly felt hungry and decided to try one of the fast food outlets. The outlet was bare with the appearance of a dirty diner. There was a table at the end with two different hamburgers on it. Customers were supposed to choose a hamburger, then take it to the counter to get fries, a drink and pay the bill. A customer in front of me took one of the burgers, but neither of the two burgers looked very appetising, so I declined to take the last one. This was followed by a false awakening.



      Part 2: "Angel Hand" (lucid)

      I awoke in my room to uncomfortable feelings of waves that seemed to pulsate through my head. Peering through the darkness to my right, I thought I could see the distinctive pattern of my wallpaper, but was unsure if was an hallucination caused by the strange pulsating sensation. I reached out for my tablet out of concern that may have lost it after recently taking it somewhere, but immediately recognised the feel of the screen and confirmed it was still there.

      Feeling off due to the pulsating waves, I began to suspect that I may still be dreaming, so I jumped out of bed to check. As I walked naked down the hallway, the motion sensor failed to trigger the light. This was my first sign. I flicked the light switch in the hallway several times to verify I hadn't accidentally cut power to the hallway light, but still go no response. Strike two. Continuing through the living room and into the kitchen, I pressed the button for the bright cool white preset. The kitchen lights came on, but instead of the bright cool white I had expected, the bulbs were a dim warm incandescent tone and were producing a strobe-like flickering effect. I was definitely dreaming!

      Note: my kitchen lights can produce a dim warm tone in real life, but none of the kitchen buttons are configured to do this, and the strobe effect definitely wasn't normal).

      Returning through the living room and hallway, I decided to go outside in search of others. Since I have better things to do when dreaming than dress myself, I left my apartment unconcerned by the fact that I was still completely naked, and walked along the balcony to the door of the next apartment. The dark of night made it difficult to see, but I immediately spotted a group sitting around a table through the clear glass of the door in a well lit lounge.

      As I knocked on the door, I realised that the door was already unlocked and open, so I just entered. There were several people lounging around; they seemed to be a little bit younger than me; perhaps late 20's, and I didn't recognise any of them. They seemed shocked to see me entering their apartment naked. Their reaction caused me to hesitate for a moment: "What if I wasn't dreaming and I really had just walked into my neighbours apartment naked?". I wasn't fooled though; the room layout was completely wrong so I knew it had to be a dream. Even so, their reaction nevertheless compelled me to reason with them.

      Guy: "What's going on!?"
      Me: "... I'm... just looking around for some fun..."
      Them: "What do you mean!?"
      Me: "I... This... is a dream... We're in a dream! We're lucid dreaming!"

      I stuttered these words, but the group behaviour suddenly shifted as I revealed to them the nature of the situation. Social barriers dissolved and people began to strip naked and get intimate with each other. I felt slightly awkward and wasn't sure how to react. Additionally, the disproportionate ratio of guys to girls left me out of the action, but then someone made a suggestion:

      "Let's go next door! The girls are always up for some fun over there!"

      Prompted by those words, I left the apartment and walked along the balcony to the next door with the group following behind me.

      The brightly lit room could be seen through the glass door. I knocked on the door and was answered immediately by a middle-aged woman. Instead of a home, the apartment was a spacious brightly lit rectangular office with white walls, grey carpet and no windows. To the right were four corner desks pushed together in a cross arrangement and a large empty area to the left. Each desk had a computer, paper, folders and lots of other typical office items. There were women sat at three of the four desks who appeared to be office workers.

      The office girls seemed to know why we were there; the nearest one directed our group to the back of the office, which lead to a narrow corridor with three open doors down each side. Through each door were identical looking small square bedrooms, brightly lit by the pale white afternoon sky through a large window on the opposite side. I could hear music playing softly from radios in some of the rooms, and had the sense that the rooms were used for giving massage. I walked down the corridor feeling excited and remembered to rub my hands together to prevent myself from waking up. I entered the last room on the right and waited for a girl to arrive.

      A moment after entering the room, a young naked Japanese girl followed me in and greeted me. She switched off an orange lamp near the window, which caused the room to appear cooler due to the natural light from the misty sky outside. I followed her instruction to lie down on the bed, and she began to rub her naked body against mine. As she did this, the radio abruptly stopped playing, which caused the girl to become agitated, and she stood up to fix it. As I waited for her to return, I continued rubbing my hands together in an effort to maintain the stability of the dream.

      A moment later, the radio began to play again and the girl returned to resume the massage. Simply rubbing my hands together suddenly seemed silly in light of the fact that I had a naked Japanese girl over me, so I began to rub the soft skin of her body instead, which seemed to be just as effective and a lot more fun! Knowing that the dream could end at any moment, I struggled to get my clothes off (I don't know when or why I had suddenly become clothed; my dreams can do weird things like that).

      Once my clothes were off, the girl started giving me the best hand job in the world, which was briefly interrupted when the radio stopped playing again. Before the girl was able to get up to fix it, I told her that the lack of radio didn't bother me, so she continued the hand job and the radio started playing again by itself a few seconds later. Within a few moments, her hand caused me one of the most intense orgasms of my life, which forced to into another false awakening.




      Part 3: "Angel Hand: The Aftermath" (non-lucid)

      I awoke in a small bedroom. There was a wall to my left and several beds to my right. The room was brightly lit from a window at the far right end and had light blue wallpaper. The door was immediately behind me and had been left open. I had the sense that my friends were in the house and had been sleeping in the other beds in the room, but they had already got up.

      I awoke facing right on the edge of the bed and noticed that the dream orgasm had caused me to shoot across the wall at the end of the bed. Out of concern that it would damage the wallpaper and my friends might see it, I immediately tried to wipe it off with my hands. I then went to find somewhere to wash my hands.

      The house had several bathrooms, but most of the sinks seemed to be broken or unfinished in odd ways. In one case, there was only a tap, plug hole and pipes, but no actual basin around it to contain the water. I eventually found a sink that seemed to be in a reasonable working condition, but awoke again before I could use it.

      After the real awakening, I was very surprised and happy to discover that this was not a wet dream, despite the intensity and realism of the experience.
    13. The Day of Lucid Dreaming

      by , 07-25-2017 at 04:32 PM
      25Th, went to bed at 1:00am-7:20am:
      D: Saw my phone time fucking up and C said I'm probably dreaming, I did a reality check and realised I was. The proceeded to ask politely ask my mother to make it morning, she did so but it was still too dark just a bit so I said afternoon and she did. Thanked her and left, but didn't get far I believe because the light flickered and I got fearful and woke up.
      FA: Something felt off here so I did a reality check and went lucid again and found myself in a hospital of sorts, went into a room and liked the lucidity so much that I wanted it to be clearer so I started touching the chair and walls. It instantly made my sight clear and I felt more in the dream, just to make sure though I saw a drink and asked if I could have it. Nobody answered so I took a sip, it was disgustingly spicy! Sadly it looked so good though, with swirls of yellow in the pink liquid and clear on the bottom. Anyway, I said some shit about needed to become a vampire to fight a vampire and a guy came in and lead me to his home just near the place. Soon as we got outside though, the light flickered and we rushed to his house and got inside just as a madman flung himself at the door. He said don't let him in, so I locked the door and said I have more strength than you as I kicked against his shoving against the door. It finally swing open after I said that and I stumbled back and woke up.
      FA: Nope, still asleep I found and that was alright because I was about to go do something but I woke up again.
      FA: Oh ho! I thought I had awoken, but no I was still dreaming when I did a reality check. That was fine, I remembered before that I said in real life that I'd try to move on past nightmares if I had another chance. So I went downstairs in my current home and went to get a drink. Stepped outside, but got kinda scared and went back in again. Went upstairs and saw him outside near the home from my mother's window. Said something about people should wake up, but then I woke up.
      FA: woke up again and was like, man what a dream and then did a reality check and cursed my string of false awakenings, dream end with a rooster crow.
      FA: another false awakening that ended quickly when I did a reality check, the rooster crow just before I woke up.
      FA: into another false awakening, reality check and irritation with rooster crow at the end.
      FA: another false awakening, reality check, me asking mom if she's real and rooster crow at the end.
      FA: once again another false awakening, but after it I finally woke up for real.
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    14. "Welcome to Hell"

      by , 07-25-2017 at 03:48 AM (Dream)
      Key:
      Side Notes (Side Notes)
      Title
      Dream
      Lucid
      "Welcome to Hell"
      I was at school on the sidewalk, there was a bus in front of us.
      I believe I went on it for a short while but got off. It looks like a death trap, Lexi got on, I could've warned her.
      A guy gets on and he has a stereotypical surfer voice and says "Wow! Cool!"
      The Bus Driver then closes the door, the bus starts to float in midair and he says "Welcome to hell." (?)
      The Bus starts to squish itself and it's inhabitants. There's nothing left, it went into nothingness.
      I think 'Father...' (I guess in my dream the bus driver was my father.)
      Later in the dream, i'm standing at the end of the side walk. I can catch my bus, it is okay.
      'Not my bus, Not my bus' I think. I wave to a bus.
      All of the buses passed, a blonde haired lady appears (looks like Mrs.R) tells me "Your bus was in the back with
      the handicapped buses."
      She helps me find my bus, we end up by stairs by a place that looks like the Lower Gymnasium at my school.
      There is this Black Kid who is exactly my height, he's naked.
      I ask "How old are you?"
      He tells me he is 9 and a half.

      Fragment

      The Fire Nation is in the dream and there was a Giant Dude. (?)
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      Those were the only dreams I could remember from last night, it's crazy how 90% of my dreams are about School yet I can't recognize that as a dream sign. I think I had a False Awakening last night so i'll put that down in the Global Category.
      July 24th, 2017
    15. Came close to viewing my own birth, was very lucid.

      by , 07-19-2017 at 11:58 AM
      Dark room lucid dream where I had a false awakening and was able to do the nose pinch reality check. Most of the dream was me in my own house and trying to turn on a light switch. None seemed to work. Eventually I go outside and look up to see "Star man" who is a reoccurring character in my dreams who is the outline of a man in the sky formed from stars. I go back inside and decide I want to try the jump into a painting challenge, but when I jump into a painting in my living room, I wake up instead.

      I go back to sleep and manage to have another lucid dream. This is another false awakening and already know it's a dream. In my room I see a "Goosebumps" book that doesn't actually exist called Escape from Werewolf Camp" with a picture of a wolf standing in front of a cabin. The rest of my room is being packed up. I find my dad watching an episode of the simpsons where the kids are giving reports on various generals. I see a painting nearby and look at it, trying to imagine what jumping inside it will be like. It's a grassy hill with a few houses on it, and in the background are these skyscrapers. The dad dream character says it looks like a metropolis. I jump into the painting and find myself on the grassy hill for about a second before I wake up.

      I then go back to sleep and have a gambling dream where I am playing a sort of memory game but the cards keep getting mixed around. I then realize that it's a dream because I'm not on the internet playing a game, that I'm playing this game on the street somehow. I decide to just start walking down the street while talking about how I knew I was lucid since I'm talking to people online but without a mic or even wifi.

      I go from running to me rolling down the street on a skateboard and I was still lucid and decided that instead of continuing the painting challenge for literally the fifth time I would instead watch my own birth, and that in the playground I was headed for would be a time machine. When I reach the playground I see this piece of a jungle gym that's shaped like a car rolling around and I declare that's my time machine and I need to catch it. I chase it around before finally catching it and find the environment around me slowly changing into the front of a hospital. I approach the hospital and see that it is called the "Ethnically Hopeful" hospital, meaning racial harmony. I don't know the name of the hospital I was born at so I figure this might as well be it. I go inside, down a hall to a waiting room and tell the woman at the front that I'm here to watch a birth and she asks "Oh you're (my full name) here for the birth of (my full name)? I realize that my future self must have done this for me, and that it will be fun to go full circle and do that in a dream. I take the ID she gives me and take an elevator up to the twelfth floor. Unfortunelty I woke up when I actually reached the floor, but not before sharing the elevator with a Dream character who I had to keep from messing with the stop button on the elevator. I asked her what her name was because I remembered that was a challenge but instead of replying she turned to me and I recognized her as a character from a short story I read about a large woman in an elevator who scared a boy who had a broken leg and had to use the elevator. That's how I knew she would press the stop button.

      Updated 07-20-2017 at 01:19 AM by 63752

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      lucid , false awakening , task of the month
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