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Three hours of sleep before work, immediately went back to sleep after work. I never plan to, it's just a bad habit and an unfortunate effect from being overworked. If all goes to plan, I'd have a month of 40 hours/week left, hopefully!

Also, I drank more apple juice, two bottles!

I dreamed that we had a school project about New York, and were paired up to do an assignment about New York in Utrecht. This girl was grinding her back against me the entire time the teacher explained the assignment while another teacher tried offering me Disneyland tickets which half of the class had except for me because I was broke. This girl I paired up with briefly looked like my colleague from my job, before looking like this girl from 4th grade that I was constantly beefing with (it was one-sided and I'm very embarrassed about how I behaved towards her) she randomly brought up that I should visit my dad with her and watch his surprise seeing me with her.

We briefly stop at a McDonalds with a terrace looking exactly like this open air club I was at the other day, because she wanted to return food she ordered or something. Meanwhile I'm taking a nap on the backseat of a car I borrowed, but didn't lock. I wake up and noticed that, although no damaged windows, the car was broken into and things beneath the chairs were taken.

I also notice that the car barely starts up and look for a gas station nearby, after my brain errors in my dream and refusing to let me look at my phone screen property with Google maps glitching and zooming in and out too extremely, I finally see a gas station nearby at the end of the park road I was parked in. However a conflict comes up which I have had multiple recurring dreams about: I am left alone with my parent's car at a random place and need to move it, but I don't have a driver's license as I don't know how to drive! I keep thinking about whether I should take the risk and just attempt to drive that last bit of the car and hope I don't get caught if I drive correctly.

I call my mom to explain the situation of me having to move the car. I leave the car behind on the park while another car in the background ironically gets towed, I go to my family home andy mom made a plan which includes a living Golden Retriever dog hidden in a statue made out of apples as a distraction decoy, while a fictional old antisocial neighbour I have gets in the car and drives it away. The neighbour dislikes going outside and this whole detailed plan was made for him to get into the car while avoiding any form of social interaction. My mom then tells me to bring a college essay, I quickly print one before leaving the house.

I for whatever reason had this small model of office buildings in my home office in my apartment where I kept my work supplies, which was a visual I briefly saw moments before realising I was dreaming and didn't have to go through with the extremely detailed plan.

Dream was in Dutch.

I was hungover all day from partying with my friend the day prior where I had two beers and did a shot with her. On my hungover day I went on a run in the hot sun and bought apple juice because I once read it gives you vivid dreams, I took a nap and you can judge the apple juice effects for yourself:

I was in a diner themed McDonald's, I had a call from my employer apparently, I don't know what it said. But someone did an in-depth analysis about Chickie's dad from Rugrats in which he held a gun to his head and asked "What's a drama that makes you fall in love with life again?" it featured a 90s cartoon style scene of Chuckie, disguised as Elisabeth Thornberry, running away from home, and his dad getting depressed. The families from Rugrats go through the city to search for Chuckie, it shows a really cartoony montage of everyone's houses chasing around the city like cars. Spinelli from Recess makes a cameo appearance as older homeless woman punching the dad from Phil and Lil.

I wake up in the McDiner again forgetting about my order, I see an invoice letter with my name on it wilth the receipt attached saying order 97, I then see the take out bar with a bat with my order, I grab it and this mysterious black girl sitting by the bar who follows me on twitter apparently tells me I "shouldn't let that girl control me" referring to some random meme I got on my birthday on twitter within the dream canon. A girl tried to order a burger but with nothing but the "banana sauce" the black guy working there looks at her with this "really?" smile on his face.

Dream was in English

Edit: (and TW: Suicide) during that Rugrats bit I had a dream of a vine type of sketch featuring a group of black guys in which one of them holds a gun to his head and shoots himself then drops to the chair, his friends jokingly re-enact his dropping motion as he just lands sitting down with a funny bounce, the guy from the gun was still concious watching bis friends and laughing along and playing along with them followed by his POV of suddenly noticing his vision going dark and blurry.

I should add that the reason I added everyone's race is because they were all black just like I am, it reads a little weird to me as well, but I wanted to remember that detail. Reference was probably because I went to an African festival yesterday and hung out with people from the festival at an after party.

Aug 31 2018

I'm in a house that's based off of my current apartment. I'm running around the room, possibly with a baseball bat/umbrella/wooden sword, opening closets and doors trying to find an intruder. I'm yelling the whole time. I'm trying to protect my fiance. After some time I'm outside under the vine-covered wooden pavilion.

I'm walking with my fiance down some way in an old world city, vaguely European. There is tan, smooth brick all around, reaching up on the immediate rightin a wall maybe 4 or 5 stories high. There's a similar wall far off to the left, with a canal inbetween. I'm walking down the cobblestoned sloped path, and affixed to the wall to my right, and there are stepped/gradated rails along the wall, one high enough for my hands as well as one that's ledge-like for my feet. I climb up and remember the vivid feeling of the thin rails cutting into my hands as I maintained my grip while my fiance just strolled beside me.

Had some more nonlucids during this time but can't remember them/can't decipher my DJ (I write in the dark). I awoke at 5:30, went to the bathroom, walked downstairs and drank some apple juice. Went back to sleep around 6:15.

I'm talking to my boss and the receptionist at my desk. A coworker (D) says "Hey bro," and my boss tells him not to call me bro, but Tyrannosaur. Transition, and I'm reclining in a bed in a warm red room with incandescent light. Either the boss or the receptionist comes into the room (nothing weird). We talk.

Dreams are more vivid after this point.

I'm in the office and a mentally challenged classmate from college is telling the cleaning people not to spray cleaner in our four-way cubicle, because he has "smell sensitivity".

I'm sitting on the floor at the side of the bed from before, showing my sketchbook to D from earlier. He notes how finished everything looks (I internally note this too -- I never finish anything IRL). As I flip through the book, there is a series of 8-15 pages of detailed, beautiful (stylized) waves moving subtly with each picture. As I flip pages, eventually a woman appears amidst the waves. She changes poses once or twice, then becomes a younger (late teens or 20yo) girl. In the dream, I question whether I drew this. D comments "oh wow, lots of girlies in here". As I continue flipping the pages it switches from a paperback sketchbook to a bound hardback, and at the end there are ads (sort of like at the end of a manga volume).

I had a false awakening about writing down my dreams which was also vivid, although mostly I just rolled around in bed.

Awoke for real at 7:25 dreading work. Had some waking images/a daydream of a thin woman with small eyes and a stern look, wearing red and white leaf print dress. I think her name was Riah (short for Mariah?).

Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in. My family was there with me, my mom, dad, and brother. It was, once again, the zombie apocalypse. I remember being in my old bedroom with a family member, and them opening the door to check if the coast was clear. They freaked out as they saw a bunch of zombies coming towards the door. If I am not mistaken, through the doorway, I saw that same ponytailed zombie from my last apocalypse dream first before the horde. I went to the door in a panic to shut the zombies out.

Then, we were all packing up to leave, to go somewhere safer. Similar to Fear the Walking Dead, we had a huge boat in the garage we were going to escape on. I was packing my things quickly, trying to only take what I needed, but I was throwing lots of extra things in there; I felt bad leaving anything behind, though I knew I couldn't take everything. I remember putting a lot of clothing in the suitcase.

I then overheard some guys that were doing some landscaping work on our house discussing our boat. I was afraid they were planning to steal it, so I started to frantically hurry my family along in packing up. They didn't seem to get my sense of urgency, but I kept urging anyway. My brother had no clean clothes to pack, so we got his dirty clothes hamper and we started to pack dirty clothes in his room. It didn't matter that they were dirty; we needed to get out of there ASAP.

I wanted to take at least one of our cats. The cats that were there were Pounce (deceased IWL), Ziggy (also deceased IWL), and my current IWL cat, Belle. I wanted it to be Pounce that we took. I saw her sitting under the kitchen table. I pictured myself putting her in my current cat's cage to take her along. For some reason though, we weren't going to take the cats with us.

We then were putting the packed suitcases into the back of the boat, which was now a huge van-like vehicle. In the garage, the landscapers drove by on this huge white cherry-picker-type machine. They said something to us, hi maybe, not sure. But it made me feel more urgent in packing. I stuck my suitcase in the back. All the suitcases fit nicely. I remember someone putting some 12-packs of Coke in the back as well.

I then was getting in the van to sit down. Inside, I saw Jarrod and another person getting things ready to go.

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I was at the house I grew up in. I was in my room, which was dark save for the closet light. I was lying on the opposite side of the bed from what I normally used to sleep on, and I was giving birth. I was alone. The baby was born, and I cut the cord myself. It was a girl. I then gave birth to many more babies, two who were still-born. The still-born babies didn't seem to bother me, I just knew I had to keep birthing babies. I labored and cut all the cords myself, setting the newborns wrapped up in white blankets on a bedside table. They were all so quiet and sleepy. I had I believe 6 in total, but I kept thinking there were only 5 there. Most were girls and only 2 were boys. The two girls born first I named Alana and Alyssa. I named one of the boys Michael, but I don't think I named the rest.

I then started breastfeeding each baby. I would take them in either the cradle hold or football hold and bring them to my right breast first (the one my daughter IWL preferred). I would them pull my lips over my teeth to simulate some sort of latch? I don't know why I did this, but it made sense in the dream that I had to do it so the baby would latch. The babies succeeded and didn't succeed. There were some attempts that were great, and the baby got some colostrum, and others the babies had trouble latching, but there was never any crying or screaming from them. I remember for one baby, I had to brush my nipple to their cheek so they would root that way to get to the milk. They were all so mild-mannered and sleepy. When I finished the feeds, I would put the babies back onto the bedside table.

I was then explaining to someone in the house that 2 babies were still-born. Again, it didn't seem to bother me, as if it was just a natural thing that happened (which it is, I guess).

I then remember something about a huge dental needle. My mom I think was going to give it to me in my cervix so I'd have more babies. I was done for the day though. I had so many babies to care for already.

I never felt tired or overwhelmed from all the babies either, just a sense of duty and a neutrality that kept me going.

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This dream was sort of a pick up from the last dream. All the babies were there. I was with my family and some others I believe. Alana was still just a newborn, but she looked like a toddler. She said she wanted to eat some apples and apple juice. She didn't want anything else. I wasn't sure she was old enough for that, but she insisted. I figured I'd get her a bag of pre-sliced apples. Alana looked like she was related to this girl I know IWL, Alicia; she looked like one of her IWL daughters. I believe Alicia was also there.

I then was at the store with my husband, one of my best friends IWL Cherie', and a girl named Meghan that I don't hardly talk to IWL. The store resembled a "super" Kroger that I don't frequent IWL because I don't know where everything is there, as it is so big. I was not shopping with them I don't think, but waiting for them to finish. When they came back to me, I was standing in this lobby-type area on the second floor of the building. Apparently, the grocery store was not the only thing this building had. It was kind of like a huge shopping center with different stores and activities on different levels. They came to me and they hadn't gotten apples or apple juice. They had gotten cheese though, which I thought Alana wanted. I forgot if she wanted cheese, apples, or apple sauce, but I KNEW she wanted apple juice. I got pissed that my husband had picked out all the wrong things. I headed down to go shopping. I had to go down this weird, metal, roller slide thing. If you ever went to Discovery Zone as a child, picture the rolly slide they had there, only silver metal instead of multicolored plastic. There were areas on it that were bigger, darker rollers and you had to do something to put more of your weight down on those, and they would lower you to where you needed to go. I remember sitting on it backwards and not being sure how to trigger the big rollers to let you down. I did it though.

We were then shopping again, and this time, we STILL didn't get apple juice. We walked down the aisles looking and my husband picked out these canned mandarin oranges in a sugary juice. We checked out and I was, once again, so pissed that we still didn't get apple juice. We were on the second floor lobby again, and I asked my husband if he was stupid and went back down to the store with Meghan and Cherie to actually finally get apple juice. We wandered around the store, and I went to the aisles that I thought for sure the apple juice would be on, but nothing. We finally asked an employee, and she pointed down an aisle and told us it was there, and at the end of the aisle. Well, we went down the aisle and it was just these big containers of I think cereal, no juice of any kind. I was getting frustrated and worried about Alana, as she was back home and needed to eat. I came to the end of the aisle, and we were at the back of the store where they keep a lot of cold items in coolers and freezers. I didn't want frozen apple juice, but I didn't know that we had another choice. I opened a cooler and there was unfrozen, refrigerated apple juice in a HUGE container. The container had written on it on the left-hand side: "0% orange juice, 100% apple juice, 0% (some other fruit) juice". I thought about how much juice Alana really needed, and pictured her actual size. She was as tiny as a fairy and was floating around, but still looking and acting like a toddler. She definitely didn't need a lot of juice, but this was the only container I could find, so I put it in the cart and we started heading back to the check out. We ran into a girl I knew when I was going to school named Kris. She and Meghan exchanged a greeting, as they had been best friends apparently at some point. They called each other their apparent old high school nicknames, one had something to do with the name Jasmine. We passed them and went on to this weird, almost blacklight looking area in the store.

We then were at checkout. We were going to this line where you had to get this weird machine with a long cord so people would check you out. There was a big, younger black man there with the machine wrapped around him, which he had apparently broken. The cashiers or someone was getting onto him a little for it.

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Now THIS is the recall I'm talking about! Hell yeah. I woke from my first dream and immeditely took notes in my phone. The second two I didn't take notes for. Getting that recall back up to par! Yay! Also, the hormones during pregnancy really drive up the vividness factor in my dreams so that is a HUGE plus to being pregnant, you know, besides the obvious growing a new life thing.

I began a new method in hopes of having more vivid and memorable dreams. So far, I can remember one of the dreams I had pretty well since starting this a couple days ago. I usually have been able to get up around 9 or 10 during the week, seeing as how I don't really have any early morning classes this quarter. But I realized I would probably be able to better remember my dreams if I woke myself up around 6 or 7 in the morning, when I would still be in a fairly deep sleep. So the first night i tried this, I remembered a dream I had in which I was thrown in jail for robbing a convenience store. I can't remember much else from this, apart from the fact that I nearly went mad in just the first few minutes of being behind bars (I wonder if this could be any indication of how I would be able to handle, or not handle, prison in real life). I hope to have somewhat more powerful and exciting dreams while putting this new method into use. Last night, in addition to setting my alarm for 7am, I also consumed a substantial amount of apple juice before drifting off to sleep. I used to do this on occasion in high school, and it would make for some pretty vivid dreams. However, it did not really seem to work this time. Well, I suppose it might have, and I may have just not remembered; also, I may have not woken myself up early enough. I think the particular brand of apple juice I used may not have been as effective as the ones I used in high school. Anyway, today I'll try to get my hands on some of the good stuff (Ha! Can you imagine someone referring to apple juice like this?), and I'll also set my alarm a little earlier (maybe 5:30am or so). In addition, I bought the new Radiohead album last night, and boy, I imagine listening to it before bed could make for some pretty interesting dreams. I'll add that to my method this evening too.

I drank Apple Juice and I wrote a daily journal to help with my dream recall. I think it helped, considering that I haven't been able to remember any dreams from the past two days. Most of these are just fragments, but hey, there's four of them. And it's better than nothing.


I was a black man forced into the army in WWII. I just remember being really scared.

I was in the silver car with Niki heading somewhere. The roads were snowy. We were going down a hill and I lost control and the car flipped on it's side for a second then flipped back. No one was hurt. A bunch of snow got in the car and I tried to pick it up and shake the snow out or something.

I was in the high school just peering in one of the rooms. Everyone had a huge knit rug they were working on.

Since I didn't have a job or anything, my parents forced me into joining the army. Niki was also forced by her mom. I really, really did not want to go. I think I was almost crying at a few points. I complained to Niki, "we're not good at anything. We're just gonna end up being cooks or cleaning the bathrooms." and a man near me said something like, "hey, the army needs those kinds of people. There's nothing wrong with being a cook," and then I felt bad for saying that. I was packing very slowly and wondering how I would be ready to leave in a few hours. I don't think I actually ever made it there.

what's up with all these army dreams? I think it's from reading Unbroken..

I had a dream that my family and I were traveling to some sort of event (it may have been the Kentucky Derby or some wine tasting sort of thing). The place at which we arrived was composed of rolling hills and vineyards as far as the eye could see. I'm a bit hazy on the order of the events, but i can remember that I traveled down into an underground shoppe beneath the rolling hills (sort of like a Hobbit home). It was rather quaint and had many strange items which appeared hand made and wooden in nature. There was only one other person in the shoppe besides me: a young woman with brown hair who was running the place it seemed. It is strange in dreams how you can possess an inexplicable attraction to a simple projection of your subconscious; such was the case in this dream of mine. I was drawn to her, and for some unknown reason, I felt the need to speak with an Irish accent to her. Somehow, I was convinced that this would attract her to me, and it did. We kissed and embraced and so forth. (It was so strangely vivid, and i can recall my emotions in the dream almost perfectly still. I imagine this vividness was due to my rather large consumption of apple juice before going to bed that night.) The last thing I remember about the dream was my sisters, who were digging in a part of the underground shoppe for some unknown reason. That's about all I can remember. Isn't it amazing how wonderfully random and creative dreams can be? It seems you can't consciously make this stuff up. So beautiful, one of the mysteries of life.

I am going to disneyland. my sister and mom are both there. We end up walking around for a while, but then we find out that they are having some sort of convention, where they are going through a bunch of presentations and power points on fiscal plans and plans for the park. All of this is taking place in a giant hall that is also an auditorium that is the same one as the one from my high school. It seemed that at the end of the presentations, there would be a talent show. We enter in through the back of the auditorium, and we push aside the white curtains to enter. The stadium is pretty much packed. There are a few air force people in the back row that are watching the presentations. They are standing. A few rows in front of them there is another guy standing that is using sign language so that the presumably deaf guy in the row behind him could understand. My mom and sister go in ahead of me. The air force guys then leave and I try to take their seats, but it seems that they were saving them for someone because they left a yellow backpack and another black bag in their seats.
I look for another seat and notice that the talent show is starting. I notice that my asian friend, Nguyen is on stage now, as if he had performed earlier. Yelling his name so loudly that the croud starts to turn and look at me, I start going down the aisle towards the front left of the auditorium to look for a seat. It turns out that the first few rows are somewhat sparsely populated, so I start running to the left from the left middle aisle to go down the fourth third row. Behind me there are two colored teenage girls sitting. One was in a yellow top, and I can't remember what the other one was wearing. I sit down and notice that they are talking a lot. I infer that they are british, not by their accent, but by the fact that they did not know certain pop culture references. It seems that the talent show is a two part performance for each guest, and there are only two contestants left. A black man that looked a lot like Seal, the singer, walked out onto stage das Nguyen exited to the right. He went out to left stage and starts singing Billy Jean to two elderly women. They seem to enjoy this a lot, mid song, Nguyen comes out.
I know that Nguyen has got this in the bag because I remember that he was a good breakdancer/dancer, and that he knew how to dance like Michael Jackson, so he starts his dance. Seal leaves stage left. Nguyen starts going at it and I start cheering for him very loudly again. He is doing very well and the crowd loves him. He ends up coming down the stairs on the left of the stage and running through the second aisle all the way to the right side, and exits stage right. I start applauding very loudly as the crowd went wild. It turned out that I was lying down in the second row, and my mom was sitting behind me. She was applauding as well. I look up at the stage, eager to hear the results, but that didn't happen, and everyone starts to clear out. I turn back to my mom saying that Nguyen is probably going to win, based on his performance. She said he already had it in the bag from the first performance. I turn and look at her again, and she is shaving her head.
I am sitting right next to her and she is shaving her head with a portable shaver, and I start to say that this isn't the time or place for that. She just starts to ask me where she still has hair left so that she can shave it all off. We are now situated on the left side of the auditorium in the first row, and our row of seats are parallel with the left wall. My sister is now there also. They start talking about how we already had plans with my Aunty and Grandparents to meet up and go to some sort of mansion and that they texted me the details. I tell them I had no idea and that I couldn't go. We apparently are not staying in the same place or hotel and they, in fact, are visiting me while I am on TDY. They started to complain about how that was so like me to do that. My sister starts trying to guilt trip me. I keep saying the same. Then I transport to my hotel, which seems a lot like the one that other friends stayed at during my TDY to Norway.
I end up back at another building with a few friends. They are talking to me about something, I can't remember. It seems that we all were going to the chow hall, and then to another building that is further away to report in for room inspections and/or to get permission to leave base. The buildings now don't seem hotel like at all, and they look more like dorms. We are traveling for quite a distance when we decide that we do not need to get permission to leave base and we make our way to the front gate. There we meet a few more of my coworkers and there is a bus that is going somewhere. They say that they are going to leave base too, so we all get on the bus, and that is the last of the dream that I remember.
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Dream Fragment. It was a dream about a small village. I was in a family where we were for some reason framed for the murder of a few members of another family. Before that, we all lived and did our work out of a barber shop that entertained to girls trying to get haircuts similar to Fabbio's. Eventually, one of the girl members of the family (who was very manly) fell in love and wanted to become more feminine. After the framing of the murder, she became more feminine and went from short black hair to long red hair.
The family next door owned a restaraunt, a.nd we all went over there to eat. It turns out that one of the people that we were framed for the murder of was in their family. They pretended as if they didn't care, but really, all of the food they tried to serve us was either poisoned or crawling with insects. At this point, it seemed that I knew this story, which means that I was semi-lucid at the time. I knew the scenario, so before my family members even took a drink of the orange juice they gave us, I smacked down the glass, and it turned out that there were worms in it. We were chased out of the restaraunt by the family, and they cursed at us and screamed.
We were then outside when the group of village elders started to gather a rather large mob to drive us out of town. I can't remember anything after that.

I was at my jet and crewing it for another dream. One of the chalks was small and green, which is odd. Logan was trying to teach me how to do launch and recovery of the jet, but I already knew how. He also asked me if I cleaned my wheels or not before the pilots came out.

I was lucid in a dream and went all through houses and teleported through them. Met disney characters and It was day/night time. I passed through many different houses and mansions. I also ended up going down a large ocean with many weird sea creatures in it. There were also floating islands that were objects, such as large toys, food, etc.

This was a multipart lucid dream. There were many stages of the dream, both that I remember and don’t. I am in a large medieval village and it is a sunny day. The medieval village has a market place at the upper part where there are many shops as well as an area to sit down and eat with many wooden benches and seats. It was quite a bit like Game of Thrones and very on in it I became lucid by using a method that I had just read about in the night. I held out my left hand and drove my right thumb into my palm to see if it would sink in it. As far as I can remember all of my fingers were there. My thumb did sink in to my hand, but not before it hit a bone in it that formed a bump at the base of my middle and ring finger. I must have brought my consciousness into the dream from using the WBTB method combined with the MILD method, repeating the line “I will have a lucid dream tonight” over and over.
As I made my way through the part of the village with a lot of people, as well as chairs and benches, I met the eunich from the Game of Thrones and asked him if it was a dream. He spoke gibberish, completely incomprehensible. From there it was confirmed that it was a dream even more. I started to walk around the village and inside of the castle, which was past the marketplace, further up on the mountain that the village was located on. I went inside of the castle to find many men and women. I didn’t talk to them, but it seemed that I was an important part of their town, probably a lord or king. Everyone paid attention to me, and it seemed they were aware of me like the people in Inception were aware of someone in the presence of a dream that doesn’t belong, but that thought drifted away quickly from my mind, and that is when they acted normal again. I make my way further into the castle and find a hallway with an elevator.
There was a metal grating for the floor, and if you looked down it, you could see many metal stairs that were also grating, going down further and further. I enter the elevator and find some people that seemed like they were from the Matrix movie. I did not know what they wanted me to do, but we saw each other and acknowledged each other. I then seem to fade out of the dream and back into the castle, except it is now night time.
There were less villagers now, probably in their homes. I’m not sure if the lights in the houses were on or not. I remember I wanted to fly up so I tried the technique of pushing off with my right foot to get height and putting my arms out like wings to fly all over the place. I got a very good view over the entire kingdom, being able to see all the village, the castle, and the trees dispersed throughout the mountain the kingdom was on. I knew I did not want it to be dark outside and was feeling somewhat paranoid, so I wanted to turn it to day time. I had doubt in my mind that I could do this because there was so much detail in the world around me, that my mind couldn’t possibly imagine light hitting each of the tiles on the top of the village, hitting each of the leaves on the trees, illuminating all the shaded parts of the marketplace, so it did not happen. I was then reminded of a dream earlier, where I was bicycling down a snowy mountain during the day time, and how beautiful a winter scene could be, then I blacked out and was transported to a flat piece of land in a snowy mountain area with large, mansion-like buildings all over the place. It didn’t seem out of place at the time, but I did my reality check again with my thumb to my palm, and again, it sank into it, hitting a bulged out bone from underneath my skin below my middle and index finger, as if I was bending my fingers slightly too far back. I then made my way around the mansions.
I heard some music from the movie It very faintly, as if my mind was almost trying to transition me into a nightmare, or so I thought. There were lightpoles like the one in the scene from that same movie, where Pennywise jumped on the lightpole after dancing in to frame and reached out at the kids. Those lights were on. Knowing that I was in a dream, I knew I wanted to get higher, possibly to the top of the mansions, but moreso just to get into the sky where nothing could happen to me. I stood near the back corner, outside one of the mansions and tried the same technique I used earlier to fly, getting a small distance into the air, but with substantially more effort than before. I never saw the clown, but after getting to a height near the top of the three floor mansion, I started to fly away. I remember feeling liberated as I flew over the same dream scene that I had before. There was a large snowy hill with all the beautiful cone-shaped trees and I was flying over, and down it. This time though, it was night time. I had had enough of the night and decided that it should be day. I then blacked out and ended up in the village.
I realized now that it was day time. I was in the village again, except now I went to another walkway in a different part of it. It had a low wall on the side, and it outlooked upon a vast sea further down the mountain where there was a small pier and people. I’m not sure if I knew this at the time or not. The long hall floor was made of stone, and there was no wall to my right, which was how I could see out of it. I met a few girls I knew and proceeded to talk with them, among other things. I also saw Miley Cyrus in the same outfit she had on in one of her music videos. Everyone seemed to be in a rush to get into the castle but they knew who I was, and that, ultimately, I was in control. After an exchange, I went inside one of the rooms connected through an archway and down another hall. I talked to a few of the people there and do not recall what they said, but I knew I wanted to appease them. One fellow seemed as if he wanted to see Miley Cyrus, so I obliged him, and through the doorway behind me she appeared in to view. I then remembered that I loved the sea, and wanted to know what sort of interesting things the port I saw earlier held, so I believe I flew down to it.
At the port there was a small wooden pier that went into the water about 10 feet. The water there seemed very deep, almost impossibly deep for being so close to land. On the sides of the pier I could see, or I knew I wanted to see large creatures, or rather, gigantic silhouettes, somewhat whale like. Knowing that it couldn’t be just whale like creatures, I saw a somewhat long neck emerge from the top of the silhouette. On it was a large size head for its body, and the sides of its top jaw formed incisor like formations, much the same as a bone fish would have. I couldn’t see any teeth. There were villagers at this area, feeding the giant creatures. I felt that these were large and imposing creatures, but I knew that they were not our enemies, and they probably protected our town. The villagers looked up to me, and I thought more about how I could use my powers in my dreams. I wanted to feed them, but had no fish, so I pointed to an area of water, near one of the creatures, and I flicked my pointer finger against my thumb at the spot, and there appeared a live fish swimming in the water where there was nothing before. I tried out this a few more times, and more fish appeared, one appeared in the air right above the water, and made a splash as it entered the water. Realizing the power that I discovered, I set out back up to the village using the power along the way, to mixed success. Having achieved a few of the wants that I had for my lucid dreaming state, I realized that I wanted to go to outer space. I flew into the sky with much more velocity than before, the village quickly disappearing into the distance, then the clouds, then the atmosphere until I started zooming through space.
I believe that my view of the cosmos was heavily reliant on the pictures I had seen taken through the hubble telescope, and as such it seemed as if the stars, while so far away, seemed clumped together in almost wallpaper-like fashion. It was 3d mixed with 2d, but I saw many amazing galaxies. I felt slightly underwhelmed and overwhelmed at the same time. After a while of traveling through the skies, I wanted something to happen, and I came upon a large smokey cloud seemingly underneath a spiral galaxy. It seemed somewhat malevolent in nature, in that it appeared underneath the center of the galaxy where the black hole of a galaxy is supposedly located. As I traveled closer to it, the veil of smoke had receded in my point of view, and I saw a gigantic creature with around 10 tentacles and a large oval body with one gigantic eye and a mouth. The tentacles seemed to be reaching up in to the galaxy grabbing and destroying things in its path. I floated closer to it and it spoke to me. I couldn't understand, or remember what it said when those large lips moved. I believe when I looked into his mouth I could see large, canine-like teeth. I was not afraid, but rather, wanted to defeat this monster. It reached one of its tentacles out at me and I said the word “Omega” which I had seen earlier online, and out popped a blue shield that was impervious to damage, and protected me from the attack. Knowing that I wanted to take the creature down, I thought on the flip side of the coin, if Omega was the shield, Alpha was the sword, so called upon that same word and no sword popped out. I called out Omega again, after my previous shield had disappeared and out came another shield. The battle raged on, and unsure of the victor, I then blacked out and transitioned again.
I now ended up in the same village during the day time. Nothing too important happened here. I was mostly content with just surveying and walking through it and that was the last of the dream that I could remember.

(This is an old dream, I just thought this would be a nice start)
(Oh, and I'm going to write these as stories rather than descriptions)


It was just an average day in school, except, it wasn't. It was an average night, but at school. So it was just another night at school. I was hanging with my friends, talking about random stuff, then there came a noise. Outside was about a thousand aliens, like the jakals from Halo's covenant all covered in purple armor. I ran out, for no reason, I just thought it would be fun to fight som aliens, so I did. I even started flying, even though it was a normal dream. I eventually got bored and flew back inside. Everyone was cowering in the cafeteria, lying down, shaking and whispering to eachother.

"Oh, come on!" I complained, only a few bothered to turn their heads.

The girl I liked at the time (as in I like someone else), let's call her: "W" (her name doesn't even have a W in it), anyways, she was lying with some random guy. He gave her his hat and they started kissing. Suddenly, an ogre with an apple for a head and a cape knocked down the door and everyone went running, except W and the random guy, they were still kissing (I don't think they ever stopped) The ogre shot fire and I got up to fight him. A rather....well, large, person ran by scraming on fire, throwing paper everywhere.

"Why?" said the ogre.

I simply shrugged and threw paper at him, which caught on fire as it left my hands. (unfortunately paper has a lot of air resistance, so it barely made it a foot away).

I ran out the cafeteria and into the basement, except it was the basement of my dad's house. I found Brett (my best friend) and we waited. It was only a few seconds before the ogre ran through the door. We went into the safe room, a white, finished room alone in the corner of my basement. The ogre followed. I found a container of apple juice and somehow figured it was flamable, so I threw it at the ogre and he errupted into flames.

After that, I'm pretty sure I went back upstairs and W was still kissing the random guy....but his hat was gone.

Frag#1
I wanted cereal and went to the kitchen. I poured cereal in a bowl and sprinkled sugar over it until it looked perfect. I ask someone where the milk was and someone said, "we are out of milk". I don't care and go for the apple juice and pour it over the cereal. Someone goes, "grooooooss!" and I reply "What? It is all going to the same place anyway"

Frag#2
I was asleep at work but could not force myself to be awake . (I think I was trying to move my sleeping body, that is why I felt so heavy) I could not force myself to get up. My boss, R, walks by and nudges me, I freak out for a second, thinking he is mad at me for sleeping but he says "no its fine, don't let me bother you" I am surprised but go back to sleep relieved.

Frag#3
I was Link in some kind of game. Some other people and me have to go through trials for some reason and a piece that looks like us is moved on a board game. But there was something on my side of the board, that looked like two outlets, blocking two spaces. I wondered if that would mean I would get automatic wins in those places, but I was told that it meant I would loose those rounds instantly. I got to the end of the game anyway but everyone I was against died at the same time, I thought that meant I would win, but whoever was running the game said that I had to save someone to win, and since all the characters were dead, that I could never win. I remembered that there was some sort of stale mate or something so I went backwards and saved a girl in her match to win.

The 27th of December is going to be my lucid anniversary, from now on. This is because, from 6:30 to 6:50, I had my first lucid dream. I sacrificed a fresh full english breakfast (heated it up instead, tasted mediocre) for this dream.

Key:
Dream Lucid Semi Lucid Non-Dream

I woke up at about 4:02-4:22am, and sat around on my iPod until about 6:10. Then, I have no idea what happened between then and the dream, wether or not I fell asleep or tried WILD, but I went in to the dream. I had several dream fragments.

Fragment 1: Non Lucid
I was in a fancy looking restaurant, reminiscent of the local steak house. The walls were cream colored stone, with fancy red decor everywhere. Wooden chairs and columns were there too. Windows showed a road with some grass, outside. I was sat on the edge of a table with the kid from outnumbered and some other famous people (I don't remember who, exactly). I had the feeling that we were hiding from someone (unsure why), so I got down and went prone. After crawling along the floor for a bit the dream faded.

Fragment 2: Bipods with iPods
I was walking in what I think was the car park of my school, with my iPod in hand. I saw two extremely tall people swinging their own iPods around like clubs, and I decided to put my iPod away and walk off just in case the worst happened. In the middle of putting my iPod away, my hands went right through each other, and I realized I was lucid. I was kind of aware before, but I thought I was just tripping out. I looked at my hands go through each other and then the dream faded out.

Dream: Beginning of an era
I got out of bed. My hands accidentally went through each other again. I was lucid. I wasn't as shocked or excited as I thought I would be, but I felt both of those feelings anyway. I got up. My house was dark, but my room was exactly the same as normal. I think there was a purple, space-like void outside. I walked downstairs, then back upstairs. I had so many ideas in my head. I settled with the lucid crossroads (http://www.lucidcrossroads.co.uk/), because I figured it would be the easiest way to get to a clear, daytime environment. I reached in my pocket like the website says, but I didn't pull out a badge like I thought I would. I pulled out thin air. Disappointed, I walked to my room, saying to myself "there will be a girl behind the door. There will be a girl behind the door." That didn't work either. I sat back down on my bed trying to think of what to do next, but I woke up out of a variety of emotions.

And that's how my first lucid dream was. As soon as I woke up, I hit my iPod's music button and the credits theme from misfits came on. That coincidence made me feel like I was in a movie. I went back to dicking around with my iPod and then fell asleep until 2:53pm. Yeah, I was catching up on christmas and boxing day. I didn't sleep much on those days.

I hope to have more, vivid lucid dreams. I hope I obtain more power and time, with every dream I have.

Supplements in the past day:
1x Hot Chocolate
1x Glass of apple juice
1x Chicken curry
1x Burger + Bun
0.5x Fishcake (it tasted bad)