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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

With mom inside some big building with a glass façade. Looks like an airport in the 50s or 60s, but I think we are waiting for some doctor appointment. A noisy fighter jet flies over the building, narrowly missing it. It's clearly not from our country. Then we see lots of smoke and everybody wonders if it crashed nearby. Then an helicopter lands right outside and some military come out of it. People rush out to ask stuff, but they are elusive. Rumors spread that the jet was russian. Nobody knows if the pilot died or was caught. The military then tell people to go home and that war was declared. I guess they mean WW3 is official. We go inside the waiting room, because we wanna know more and there are 3 tvs, so we expect to see something in the news.
Some idiot distract us all with a silly stunt in the lobby, climbing on top of the staircase rails and threathening to jump like 2 floors. Security guards come from all directions to grab him and people applaud, but he gives up and jumps to safety. In the waiting room again, some black lady instructs me to put on channel 95 where supposedly is CNN. I try, but the channel doesn't match with what she says. I finally find it and one reporter is clearly in distress while another is in sheer terror, sweating profusely. They say the news is absolutely shockcing and scary. And end of the world scenario. But then it has nothing to do with WW3. Instead they mention some earthquake swarm and volcanos erupting in Brazil and that due to the tectonic plate movements, all the energy from the movements there is expected to be transmitted and affect the whole of Europe. They show a map with volcanos popping up all throughout Central Europe and fires everywhere. They say it is unpredictable where it will hit, but Switzerland will be the worst hit. My mom asks me if it is dangerous to us. I say we can't be sure, since it is likely that a huge quake hits Lisbon and the Tagus faultline. I tell her from now on we need to be alert at all times, study our surroundings and check if there are any safer places around us if we are hit by a quake.
Then we are at a very old café in an old town and I see cracks all over the walls. I tell her it isn't safe to stay here, so we go outside as soon as we can and tell her to also look for open spaces outside. Then I recall I need to go back inside and pay for our drinks. Meanwhile she is looking at a street market and she is really interested in something, but I tell her not to go there until I come back.

Watching some story like a movie. A lady who is dying with a terminal cancer wants to sing one last time to an audience, so she goes see her former agent, accompanied by her lover. Her agent had stopped working with her because she meant troubles and his company was going through financial difficulties. Her lover advocates for her. Makes some promise to bring lots of people for some jazz nights at his derelict building, if he allows her to sing. He agrees.

Then I am her and I am leaving the place. I am walking the streets of Lisbon and doing some artistic performance as I walk. I stamp red flowers on my skirt and also on walls and roads for some reason. The kids enjoy and are curious, but the adults not so much. Some woman makes a comment that I am vandalized a house. I don't care. I am on my way to the botanical garden, but I am a bit lost. I look for the closest metro station to check where I am and maybe take a ride. I find one, but not sure how to gro from here to the garden, so I check a map on my phone. At least I know now where I am. On my way there, I meet an older guy, a very tall slender guy, and for some reason we start talking about miracles and odd stuff. He asks me about my beliefs and I try to explain I don't believe as much as I accept possibilities. I explain my view on how we interpret the outliers of reality and we call it paranormal when they are just outliers within the curve of possibilities of reality. Then tell him about how my brain could not recognize the sounds of foxes the first time I heard it on a camping trip and therefore my brain filled in the blanks and made it sound like dolphins. Therefore hearing dolphins around me on a mountain could only be supernatural, but turns out it was my perception which wasn't equiped to see the natural phenomena for what it was. He agrees and tells me a story of how he was blind for many many years and for no apparent reason one day symply regained his sight and everyone considered it a miracle. He believes it was a natural recovery of his organism, which appears as a miracle because it is a rare event. We get out of the subway and we continue walking towards the garden.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I am with a bunch of high school kids. After some earthquakes, we get "attacked" by clouds of glitter which gets inside us and we start seeing the whole universe and feeling disoriented, like tripping. After a while it gets more clear and we realize we are on board of a train and everything feels a bit different. Outside it is desert and the clouds are white and red. We talk about what to do. I vote for keeping going and seeing more of this place, Zilla and others want to get out and walk. When the train stops at a stop, they get off. The conductor and other local people try to dissuade us of doing so, but this group is very stubborn. Most kids though opt to stay on the train. I join Zilla and her group, despite not wanting initially. I ask the locals for the nearest village and they point towards a direction and say there is only one around. We get there and we go to the only club/bar where we can drink and eat something. It now feels like we are in some Latin American country in the 40-50s. But the bartender says we are actually still in Portugal. We sit down at a lounge room while waiting for some food and we discover a cabinet full of geography and history books. I ask the girl serving us if there is any book about Europe and she opens a book on our table. She has to go back to work and we gather around to read it. My idea is that somehow we were transported to a parallel universe and I am sure history and geography will be different from what we know. I plan on stealing the book if it proves that, so we can bring proof of it back to our universe.

I am at some space station, as part of a skilled workforce who is sent to any planet where we are needed. At the moment we are here awaiting our next assignment. It is normal to hook up with someone for the months we are stuck somewhere, casual relationships that may or may not become serious. My best friend, who's Indian, hooked up with some guy who looks like Idris Elba and she can't believe her luck, because she is just a very average girl. So am I and I am dating a guy who looks just like Chris Pratt and is just as goofy. We are all at the laundry room, washing our clothes and there is a rumor we are about to be assigned to new missions. My boyfriend gets butt naked and asks me to check some pimples on his butt and he sticks his ass up. My friend's boyfriend yells disgusted that he didn't have to see it, while covering his eyes. I ask him to please put his pants back on, but he insists I check his pimples. There are a few indeed, a bit red and swollen and I tell him to just not scratch them and please put his pants on. Then someone comes in and right there starts saying where we'll be sent. My Indian friend is asked to go back to India for some time, there is some mission there for her but she doesn't want to go. People say "But isn't your family there? Don't you feel lucky to be sent home?" But apparently not and I suspect it is because she knows her boyfriend is probably going somewhere else. I and my boyfriend are going to go on the same mission to another station, in the most distant boundaries of our known universe. During the travel there, he keeps making funny scenes like pretending he is going to open the door of the shuttle to get some air. It is actually making me nervous because there is a button we just have to press for the door to open and a secondary safety door is not closed, because people just feel so comfortable they stopped using those. But I insist on feeling safer, so we close that safety door. At our destination, my boyfriend is supposed to test some new secret ship (he is a pilot) and I get to see him doing maneuvers outside. The ship is amazing, looks like a toy plane with a large round nose and tiny chunky wings, but the surface is all metallic, no windows, also with sharp edges giving it a geometric look much like a dodecahedron and it is bright shiny red.
There is some unfortunate episode where some dude is ejected into space after a mutiny on some other ship, on purpose or due to some malfunction, can't tell, and my boyfriend happens to be on the spot and manages to grab him with mechanical arms and in just seconds shoot straight to a station hangar with the dude. He saves him, but soon after there is a strange infection spreading in the station and the director comes out to announce we have been compromised and it is my boyfriend's fault. The guy he saved brought with him an infection. The director explains we are in an area infested by these little aliens - they aren't viruses or bacteria, literally they are like tiny microscopic people who enter someone's body and exploit its resources like a planet. I get to see images of them coming out of a tiny ship inside some body and spread out through the organism to harvest whatever they need. I just don't understand how they multiply to be able to infect others. As he speaks, the director starts showing symptoms and everybody runs away. I, my boyfriend and another friend with her kids, we get on some escape pod, hoping none is infected and we head back to Earth, where we land in Lisbon. Life is normal back on Earth, we go eat some sweets at a café and talk about what to do next. The kids never been to Lisbon and are excited to see new things, but my boyfriend is insisting that we should stay home and rest.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At some building in a library and with Swedish guys. There is an earthquake and some aftershocks. Not strong, but very long lasting, so the building opens some bad cracks in the basement. I am about to warn others when another shake hits. I see many cracks forming around the main staircase and central hallway. People seem to be taking cover precisely where it is more dangerous. I head to a lateral exit that leads to a garage and seems safer to me. There, I am met by a man I know and I think he is going to be helpful and point out some escape route, but instead he gropes me. I am wearing a skirt and he almost removes my panties. I feel disgusted and run away. Next outside there is an entrance to some fair, and it doesn't seem affected by the quake. They are offering merch at the entrance and I go in. Find a conference about sustainability and going forward, but all I hear is bullshit about how capitalism will save the world. They have some time for the audience to talk, but there is no mic, we just talk and our voice is somehow amplified. So I make a comment when there is a moment of silence after two ultra-liberal freaks and point out the opposite of what they have been saying. Some couple sitting to my side seems to hate me for that, so they start being assholes to me. First they steal my bag with the merch we were handed out at the entrance and give it away to one of their two daughters, making ridiculous comments just to stress out they are worthy and I am not. Then the woman makes a stupid comment about my shoes and then steal my seat when I get up for some reason. So I seat on top of them and start acting like them. They make a scene and I have to leave but they are also thrown out, while claiming I am the one harassing them.
At some food court outside, I rescue a puppy that seems to be by itself. I put a kind of leash on him but have to carry him because he can't stand still, maybe confused or scared. Along the way ahead, I encounter a human sized owl who tries to eat him and we fight. I wonder how I'll take the puppy home since I am abroad and also how's it gonna be, as he surely will grow bigger than my dog Hachi and I have no more space for dogs.

On board of a boat, vintage style, clearly from a past era. But there is a covid warning sign on the deck, people are not allowed gathering there, must stay confined. I am wearing a bikini and I have green hair. Also, I am looking for my teacher on board and I break the confinement and check the deck and everywhere.

At the town of Vila Franca, there is a war going on between Americans and Russians for some reason. It also looks from a distant past, besides being misplaced. There are crowds in the streets, trapped between troops and tanks coming from opposite sides. People head to the union building and start crushing each other on their way in. I am with a couple other people and I spot an old lady escaping through a tiny opening between two buildings and I takes us there to find a very narrow street leading to a more quiet area in the back of the buildings. Unfortunately on the other side where we exit, 3 boys with sniper aspirations, are shooting at us. We find some dead soldiers with grenades and riffles and we use them. We don't kill the boys, just shoot in their direction to get a chance to escape.

I am ascending some type of rock formation. It seems to be a tall (hundreds of feet?) spire of sedimentary rock. It is probably only ten feet or so wide. It definitely feels very vertical, yet there is a dirt path that leads up the thing. I hear voices nearing a pause. A group of two or so is coming down. The first is a paunchy older middle aged white man with shorts, maroon t-shirt, a mustache, and what looks like a safari hat. He is nonchalantly sliding down on his ass, bracing with hands and feet. He stops and begins telling us (I think there are about two others with me) a story. I think he is Doc Watson. He’s slightly below me, and I rest my left arm on a rocky protrusion jutting out from under some sand. Some displaced sand begins to fall off, taking more and more with it, falling down close to his face. I tell him to watch out, telling him it was my mistake for doing that. Now, enough sand has fallen away that the spot I needed to continue on has vanished. There is a large cavity now, encased by only stone, beyond which I see the ground vertiginously and frighteningly far below. It seems that the only routes left are to climb this cave roof (brave and perilous) or to mantle this stone above me. I test the holds, a slight edge, and a slight block, and they do not give me much confidence. I keep gripping and re-gripping until my hands sweat, causing me to slightly panic. I am acutely aware of the fact that if I fall I will die and so the only way to survive this is to not fall at any cost. There is now a girl, slightly younger than me and wearing black leggings and a grey shirt, on the rock slightly above me. She might have a harness on? Her underwear, a thin, black thong with thicker straps, is sticking up above the leggings, and I grab onto them like a hold. She has me go first, probably aware that this is going to expose her. Finally, we have summited this spire. The top of it is flat and maybe 20 or so feet across. There are a few artificial climbing walls. I think we’re about to start on them, but her grandma is here now and putting some cash in my left pocket for a gift card. I already have a similar amount of cash in there and wonder about it. There is a very slabby wall, a vertical one with a lot of crimps, and one with large, circular, inflated holds that must be for grip strength. They all seem easy and the walls are just barely taller than bouldering height. Looking past them, there seems to be no background, just an empty space/void. I now realize and dread that I have to go back down. I think of any other way, like getting picked up by a helicopter.




I am outside somewhere by or on a two lane asphalt highway. Suddenly the earth shakes - an earthquake, I realize. It’s steady in intensity, not enough to knock us off our feet, but enough to seemingly keep us magnetized down. It ruptures the highway in a fairly clean split.

I am with Mom in what looks like a small, one main road mountain town. Across the street, I notice a large group of skiers, apparently waiting for a bus. The bus appears but then passes them by. Confused, they try to flag it down. I survey their winter clothes, thinking they’re wearing too much. It doesn’t feel cold at all to me, but I guess it makes sense for when they’re actually skiing. I think about how it’s only the first day of September, so this has to be the very first snowfall and/or day of the season. We’re in one of these wooden cabin type buildings that looks pretty empty when I feel the ground shake softly but consistently. I’m certain it’s an earthquake and wait for it to happen again. It happens again, this time more intensely, so I make my way outside. I notice others coming outside, some looking panicked. Mom mentions how of course we’re in Portland, guiding my attention to the snow-covered mountain right above us. I see some watching the mountain to see if it’ll avalanche. I wonder what we would do if it did.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my moms, although a slightly different house. It is in the middle of a city. But still at the top floor. On her room is my late grandma, still alive, laying in bed. I am with her. On the next room is my mom, my dad and some other relatives. The wall separating the two rooms cracks horizontally. My dad thinks the house will crack more and I think there has to be a reason behind it. That's when everything starts shaking. Through the window we see other buildings shaking violently and breaking apart. My dog Soraia is with us, I keep her near. Parts of our house start to collapse, like some outer walls. My grandma on the bed falls down with part of the room. My mom cries in panic. I suggest we all move to under the doorstep. When finally things are more stable, we assess the damages in the house. After the shock I say it is time to go outside because is dangerous to stay. My mom offers to go down the building's staircase and I say it should be me going, because I think it is dangerous for her. She insists and I warn her that she might find dead people. We hear a child cry somewhere on the floors below. She goes anyway. I gather my cats on a crate. Fairly easy to do except for Cuscus which forces me to go to the collapsed room looking for him. Meanwhile my mom returns, says the stairs are blocked 2 floors below. Couldn't find the child. We consider staying there until rescue comes but it might take weeks and it is not safe. So we find there is a connection between the roof to other rooftops of buildings that fell over each other. Through there I find ta way for us to reach the street. Most people seem disoriented but we find a group which seems to have a plan and knows where to go. I consider we join them. Then I am warned that some bad dudes are trying to steal one of my pets from where I left them in crates, near a car. But it is not a cat they are taking away, it is a falcon. I run and insult them but eventually the falcon flies away and escapes them. Then I call him back and he lands on my arm.

With friends, at some ancient site, like a temple or palace, awaiting for our Guru's teachings. As we wait for info about what's going to happen, Rinpoche drops by and hands over a bunch of papers with poems. He says we should go make copies, distribute them and study the texts. Then he turns away to leave, but our eyes cross and I understand I should follow him. I follow him through a corridor, I stop seeing, everything is dark and then it's like I enter another time and dimension. The floor is covered in flowers and on both sides of the aisle there are people throwing flower petals and offering precious substances. I spot Rinpoche again at the end of this path and at the entrance of a private garden area. When we are there alone, we kiss. He becomes a young, athletic, beautiful prince, with long hair with a bit tied up on top of his head. I also turn into an Indian looking princess-like beauty with a vaporous white dress. We enjoy the sensual delights of being alone and free to love in this solitary magical retreat. Apparently for a long undisturbed time. We have a son. At some occasion I am bathing in a lake and playing with my boy. From a short distance, I see my love looking at us, very serious. He is majestic and he carries a dagger in his right hand. As he walks towards me, I get in some kind of horny surrendering trance. I get out of the water and I lay down on a stone surface and welcome him in my arms. He lays down with me. But he is talking very seriously about people in some other time and dimension. He says with aggravation that they will at some point stop going to temples and looking for us. They will instead go to shopping and movies and other mundane things and we will have to be with them, among them, doing those things with them, for them. Then I black out and start drifting in what I would describe as the multiverse, a dark void where a myriad of universes are laid out in an infinite geometrical matrix and I see them unfolding in their infinite diversity, overwhelmed.

Still sleeping about 8 hrs almost every night.

Had a short DILD 2-3 days ago. Just counted my fingers and realized. That's it, lol.

A WILD, I took 3x300 Alpha GPC at 2 am, woke up at 4:30 from a WILD. I saw myself walking between 2 parked trucks, or maybe tight store aisles. I realized I'm dreaming and I'm suddenly there. Later, I'm telling someone that I had a lucid.

Last night:

DREAM1

Like a video game. We have to get someplace. There are couple of possible paths we can take. All over water and some islands, and coral near the surface, so we could walk on it. Tropical waters in some places, cold, muddy, with ice on them in other. Was interesting.

DREAM2

Female leaves with her daughter to a new house. I stay behind with a man to finish packing. I leave in a truck, an 2 houses away from the old house, I feel the car shaking. First it's a long gentle wavy motion, getting stronger, then weaker and stronger again. It ends with 2 sharp jolts. I see a map of so cal in my mind, and I know this was the big one. 7.5. The woman returned and so did I.

Interesting dreams, kinda liked them.

Morning of May 31, 2018. Thursday.



In my dream, I am back in the Loomis Street house. In this case, my thread of memory of being married to Zsuzsanna is extant, but everything else is absent. There is a vague backstory that develops out of the liminal awareness of being in the dream state, autosymbolism that brings about little white clouds outside of which are only about three feet above the ground.

To summarize, my dream involves looking outside (from the south room of the Loomis Street house) in late morning and seeing these little white miniature cumulus clouds, again, hovering above the ground, though only in a singular sparse row between the houses, slowly drifting east to west. I feel a very unusual sense of something being “off”, and yet no lucidity is triggered by this liminal awareness. I illogically “realize” that clouds being this low to the ground, even though they are small, will cause earthquakes. An earthquake does occur, and I go into the middle north bedroom (where I never slept in real life). Zsuzsanna and I cheerfully interact. (Obviously, a bedroom, even the “wrong” one, is a dream state indicator, not symbolism or more accurately, not autosymbolism, as dreams are not symbolic in the conventional sense.)

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Earthquakes occurred very often in childhood dreams, usually only the first dream of my sleep cycle, and they were not threatening to me in any way. This developed out of liminal dream control where I would deliberately shake a scene from side to side to intentionally change the setting of my dream (not by moving my dream self’s head but by willing the setting to waver from side to side to bring about a different setting, typically barnyards, forests, train stations, a friend’s house, and so on). Over the years, this was no longer required due to certain advanced knowledge when in the dream state even without lucidity (despite the absence of my conscious self identity), but this still remains an occasional residual factor.

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It is funny how an unusually strong lucid dream brings me back here to post. I just haven't felt the need to journal my dreams for awhile there. After reading some news article that most men have dreams of earthquakes or natural disasters and the like, I wondered to myself why I never had a dream of earthquakes, not at least that I remember of. Tornados, yes, plenty of those, just no earthquake dreams.

Well to start off, the road I was on led me to a rail-yard, where trains and railway-cars are parked. There wasn't a whole bunch there at the moment, but some. I do remember seeing all the rails all about the place, the layout of those are always cool to look at. There was even a giant warehouse building where trains could enter & exit on both sides. I found an empty coal car and jumped on top of it, riding it through the building. It seems as though I was trying to get away from something earlier that I don't quite remember. After getting through the building, I jumped off. The railways gleamed in the sun, and as I looked up I seen people approaching from the distance. Well they were human looking, even if they were not fully human, but I knew they were the menace I was running from earlier.


It was then I remembered my powers, but looking around, there was nothing to throw at my enemies. The railway-cars in this area were cleared away, which I would have levitated and force-hurled at the approaching mob. Instead I focused my dream powers on the ground itself, and induced a devastating earthquake which leveled many structures, and prevented them from coming any closer to me. The way my powers seized ahold of the ground, and made several hundred thousand tons of earth move in wave fashion against each other like it was silly putty was just awesome. Despite the ground acting like jello and bouncing this way and that as I focused on it, the ground buckled and swole up but did not crack open. And even as all this was happening, I was the only one able to retain my footing.

The first dream happened the morning of the 25th.


The dream memory was pretty jumbled when I woke up, so I am reconstructing based on memory, voice recording, and a bit of creativity.

Earthquake / Movie Series
I was trying to ride a bike, but it wasn't working correctly. A device I was looking at told me to visit two locations in town due to recent "embarrassments" that happened. My brother went with me to check out one of the stores. I recall seeing some items such as old gameboy advance SPs, UFO stuffs, etc. Thinking back, it reminded me of a souvenir shop.
Next thing I recall I was in a shed behind the house I currently live at, when suddenly the ground started shaking fairly violently. I walked outside and the earthquake got serious. I could see the ground moving and I had to crouch to the ground and try to hold on to something. I then saw what looked to be a tree in front of the house topple over completely. I heard it crack and snap, and saw the top of the tree disappear out of sight. The earthquake stopped, and I went to go investigate. My family stayed back in the shed for some reason. Turns out the majority of the tree was still intact, but a large branch had snapped right off and was lying in front of the tree. Suddenly it started pouring outside. I had the feeling my family was just about to leave the house to go visit my niece and nephew. I went inside the house for some reason, and on my way up the stairs I noticed it was raining indoors! Like a minecraft glitch or something the rain was just straight and consistently falling from the roof, yet there was no visible holes showing the outdoors. I noticed how odd it was, then I saw the window was open, so I shut it, even though it didn't fix it. I went to my room and it had a layer of water on the bottom. It was also raining in this room as well. I started lamenting my computer as it had to be toast now due to the water exposure. I grabbed whatever it was I went into the house for.
I then explored the house further for more damage and found myself in what seemed to be an attic. Again, it had a layer of water on the floor, so it was flooded. I noticed 3 distinct holes that were just spewing water. One spot looked like a drainage pipe that just came loose, so I pushed it together and it was fixed. The other two were a hole in the floor and one on the wall. I then noticed what I figured was either a hot water heater or otherwise a pipe of some sort. I turned off the water flow and let it drain a bit I opened the hatch to get inside and walked on in. I patched any further holes I saw inside these pipes, but on my way out a family member must have noticed the door open because the door suddenly shut and the water valve was turned back on. I then drowned due to the rising water level inside...
Suddenly the perspective changed and I was watching the character that died, and he looked just like Jim Carrey did in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind(Which I just watched the night before. Good movie, recommend).
I get a glimpse of the character's funeral which included the typical black dresses, weeping, etc. The family was mortified. I then saw the outside of the home again. I'm just observing whats going on, and I see a few white statues gathered around the yard. I thought about how I could have shared with the family what I was doing before trying to fix the leakage. I then blamed myself for causing my family so much grief. Even though the character, or me, or whatever was dead, I was still walking around like a ghost or something. Feeling guilty, I left a message for the dream wife explaining what happened and apologizing for being an idiot. The white mages I saw before approached me, and called themselves dead poets. They invited me to join their group, under the condition that I abandon my old life and never contact them again seeing that I'm dead. They did recommend staying for the burial. They told me I would not be seen due to the SEP. (Somebody else's problem, an effect from HHGG that causes people to ignore the supernatural as if it wasn't there simply because they couldn't possibly be bothered to see it.) I replied that I kinda sortof made a scene my leaving a voice message on the wife's phone. They laughed it off and said that couldn't possibly have any effect. She wouldn't hear it, or it wouldn't have any ramifications, etc. They were wrong. My dream wife saw me immediately at the wake and chewed me out for "faking my death" and "Being an asshole" and "betraying the family..." RIP. She accused me of having an affair, that I didn't love her, etc. what a mess.


The next dream happened the morning of April 26th, after my sleep cycle ended. I recalled no other dreams, so I set my alarm to snooze. Still no dreams. Back to sleep, and that's where this dream comes in. Tragically, I immediately lost many of the dream's details once I woke up, and even with grabbing the voice recorder right away, I could not recover many details I wanted to.


TOTY / Lucid
The dream was very hazy. I found myself floating which is a normal dream sign for me. I commented that I must indeed be dreaming, since this only happens in my dreams. I instantly became lucid, but I really wanted to stabilize the dream. I wanted to make it more vivid, make sure it doesn't end soon, and to increase my control in the dream. I did the nose plug RC and I could breathe well. I noted how unusual this was, since usually when doing this RC I have to struggle to breathe through the plugged nose, but this dream it worked as if there was no blockage at all. I did indeed stabilize the dream to where it felt vivid, but I couldn't fully engage my senses. I was there, but it was not as good as it could be. I started on my list of tasks I would like to accomplish. Step 1, teleport to dream house. One goal is to make my childhood home the center of my dreams. I want most dreams to start there, and I want it to be a hub to visit various persistent dream realms and projects. Anyway, I don't remember how I got to the dream house, but I recall seeing a table and thinking with expectation that I would spawn in a fantasia hat. This hat would allow me to make inanimate objects come to life and do what I wanted them to. The hat did not appear at first, so I then tried putting my hand in front of me and covering my sight of the table where I wanted it to spawn. I then said it would be there when I lowered my hand, and it indeed was there! The hat felt very fake though. The color was more purple than blue, and it was smaller than expected, so it didn't fit my head. It just sat on top. I made a small object come to life. It floated, it glowed, it made sounds, but it didn't do any chores. I then tried it on a vaccum cleaner and a broom. While it did work, I noticed each object earned a small black attachment that signified it was being controlled by the hat's magic.


I then went exploring in the house, and found it was a mixture of 3 homes I have previously lived in. My logic was clearly not as it should have been at this point because I exclaimed several times how accurate things looked while at the same time fumbling throughout the place like I didn't know where I was going and the layout didn't make sense. I was sortof trying to recreate my dream house as I was walking around and it didn't quite work. I recall going upstairs looking for my old bedroom and I found 3 bedrooms that shouldn't normally be there. I was exploring my old bedroom and noticed it had purple paint on the walls and it was nothing like the appearance of any bedrooms I have had before. I did notice my old comforter on the bed though, so that's interesting. I did actually see the hallway and my older brother's bedroom upstairs as I remember them. The bedroom had a blue carpet and was empty. I called for my dream guide but she didn't show. I tried summoning her around a corner with no success; I called her name, and random children and pets showed up. I actually called out the name Melania at first before catching myself that her name should be Sarah. I ended up going back downstairs and I saw my two brothers eating a pasta meal, and I was going to sit down with them but the only open seat was covered in pasta..

This was few days ago.

I remember being happy in this dream. Like YEAH, so cool, I'm in the future, something awesome is happening!
So, I'm looking up at some flying objects. I have a feeling I'm a visitor. I wish to go up and I feel myself flying straight up through the air. I end up sitting in a small, bubble like flying vehicle. It's blue and gray with lots of windows. As the side of it closes after I get in, I'm excited. I say "let's go on a tour of the city" , because I want to see where have I ended up. I see another bubble in front of me with someone inside.

DREAM 2
I'm walking on the wet sandy part of the beach. I hear a voice announcing an earthquake happening in a short period of time. They say exactly when, but I don't remember it. It was just a few minutes, less than 5.

I think with surprise and satisfaction, that earthquake prediction is finally a real thing. I start running alongside the water, looking for a right spot to start running to the left and climbing up higher on the hillside.

Frag

I was in some park on a hill. Bjork was off in the distance singing and walking towards me with a cameraman behind her. She kept looking at me and smiling. I was wondering how she knew me and why she was walking towards me. she had hair down to her chin.

Money confusion.

I was getting a ride with C who lives with my aunt. My cousins girlfriend was outside the window and handed me a large envelope filled with cash to give to my aunt for a car payment or something. C offered to take it for me but my cousin's GF said that I should take it instead indicating that C might pocket it for herself. I agreed to take it instead.

C grumbled and let me out of the vehicle. I seemed only to be a block away from my house and started walking. I noticed K from work standing on a lawn and staring at me. "Are you stalking me?" I asked her. She said nothing for a long moment and said, "yes," jokingly? she started walking with me. I was saying, "nothing really to see here... After work I go home here and do basically nothing." I went in and forget what happened after.

stay safe

I was in my inner world house. Asuka and data were around. I thought there was going to be and earthquake. I saw some knick knacks on a corner shelf wobbling. I went into a door way and held on to it. Asuka asked me what I was doing. I said apparently this is the safest place to be in an earthquake. everything wobbled for a bit and then stopped.

Finally! My dreams have come back!


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

I thought I might post an old dream I just remembered.
I am on a train to the South Pole. Lots of people I know are there. I feel this happy feeling of independence, freedom, and euphoria put together. It is so wonderful I cannot describe it anymore. It only appears in dreams. Eventually we reach a city at the South Pole. I have a best friend in the dream who is always with me. A wizard trains me spells and I remark 'This is like a lucid dream but real' to myself. Soon an earthquake happens and people are jumping off balconies due to fires and dying. I do what I can but I must leave. My companion, the wizard and I do lots of quests, but eventually my friend is killed. I feel horrible. I wake up.

I woke up in my bed, in my house. Father was watching TV while mother was making preparations for New Year's eve. Pals visited my younger sister, I was visited by a dark haired girl from my class. I was looking for something to do, but there was nothing interesting to do. With the girl we went to check out what's in a few old drawers. She found a few things for herself, while I still couldn't find anything. I was bored, it was evening. I went to the kitchen, mother was still cooking something. Looking through the window I saw that there was a huge crowd of people gathered, waiting for the new year a few hours before it was going to happen. A bald man in gray shirt with a long, dense moustache and his little son caught my attention for a while. I went to another room where sister was sitting with her pals. I just entered and left the room, then I went back to my bed and fallen asleep.

I found myself on some dark alley, it was evening. I heard a voice of news speaker in the background and immediately reminded myself that I almost always dream about things that my body hears when sleeping. The speaker was talking about situation in Turkey. I had a small ball that was trying to break free from my grasp. It finally escaped and I started to chase it around the alley. I finally caught it and thought:

"I caught it... It's a dream, I can do anything!" I realized that it's a dream and thought about what to do. Then I recalled ToTM tasks. I started flying, it was a long time since I dreamed lucidly (and flying was never my best skill), I flewn into a nearby flat, phasing through a glass pane. It felt as if a membrane surrounded my whole body. Inside I met that bald man and his son. I recalled a bonus task with creating earthquake. I moved my hands to the sides and made gestures as if I grabbed the whole world, then started shaking my hands. The earthquake started, I felt as if the whole world really started started to quake. I stopped shaking my hands and after a while the earthquake finished. Interestingly, there were no damages to anything around. The man and his child disappeared.

I jumped out through the window and time of day has changed. It was an early morning. I recalled the lightspeed task. At the end of the alley I was able to see a city hospital with an ambulance parked in front of garage. I focused and took a step forward, with speed of light only one step was enough to get closer to ambulance. I tried it a few more times, but it wasn't working as good as previously. I took a walk around the area and noticed a small, yellow carousel. Nearby the carousel was a garage with a tractor. I thought about turning the carousel into a flying pod, in a UFO manner. I sat on it and just started flying up to the sky. I flewn back to my house, I was flying above my backyard. Time turned to evening. Still flying on my flying pod, I thought that I never met any dream guides so I decided to call out for one.

Suddenly lime green beams of light started to shoot around and then everything turned green. I found myself in some kind of scyscraper, wearing only underwear. My vision was strangely changed, it seemed like I had much extended field of vision, seeing my body in the middle and then sides of the room. My movement was somehow limited, my whole body was in pain. I felt as if I was dismembered and chaoticly stitched back, turned into an abomination. I could feel every stitch on my body. I was standing in front of a table with commission composed of a few doctors, a man in suit and a huge, muscular and black skinned man wearing a military suit and a red beret on his head.

They told me to come closer, one of the doctors said "Now you'll be mr. Trump's dream guide!" I was just standing there in pain, but I felt that my body was slowly turning back to norm, each part of body feeling a slight release. It was accompanied by a feeling of cold liquid on my skin. The doctors were about to come closer and start experiments, but suddenly a teenage blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and told them to wait. She related a car accident to them. I immediately identified it as dreaming about what body hears during sleeping - a TV turned on news when I was sleeping. I used this distraction to fully restore my body into it's normal form.

The black skinned man noticed this and decided to attack. I tried to control his body or grab him telepatically like any object, but he was resistant. He charged at me with a dagger, but I managed to disarm him and grab the dagger. I started stabbing, but I couldn't pierce his armor. I tried again, confident and expecting his armor to fail. With another stab I pierced his armor and wounded him heavily. A few more strong stabs and he was lying dead.

I looked around for an escape route and decided to jump out through a window. I jumped forward, phasing through the window, making a flip forward and landing perfectly on my feet. I looked back at the building and decided to utterly destroy it. With one hand I made a gesture and the whole building literraly exploded, glass shards flying in the far away. In the same time I summoned an earthquake with the other hand and forced the skyscraper to collapse. I teleported away, ending at a terrace in another skyscraper. I thought what to do next. I started losing lucidity. I heard a voice of a little girl telling "It's enough daddy! Wake up!" I started drawing what I did in this lucid dream, then saw how it turned from paper to reality. After a while I woke up.