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Fragment:
My dad is being investigated by a stereotypical gumshoes style detective.

Champion of Farore:
I’m in a volcano area. Similar to Death Mountain Crater from Ocarina of Time.
There is a game mechanic where you must choose one of the three goddesses to support. I’ve chosen Farore.
She has a large wizardly looking hat. This outfit that has the best stats, but there is another more simple one with tan cloth.
There is a menu screen similar to Final Fantasy. I’m using an item called token and it teaches a move with very high special attack called Prometheus. But it won't be active until tomorrow. I understand this to mean tomorrow, real world time (not game time).
To progress, you have to equip and unequip specific gear to show support to your goddess and then talk to npcs by doors leading deeper into the mountain.
My point of view is similar to Pokemon now, where there are trainers that must be defeated with the gear equipped.
Din’s trainer is a bulky looking bald guy, and he is the last one I need to defeat.
The doors have opened pre-emptively but I go to defeat the last trainer anyway for the experience points.

Fragment:
I’m in a park area, and there is a bulletin board in front of me. There is a war happening. Chaotic scene.

Seeing Guilt:

I'm at a waiting area with my sister. Looks similar to an Optim-Eyes building.
There is a girl my age there playing Pokemon Green on a gameboy.
...
Later I'm at the girl's house.
It's a bit dark, low lights. Somewhat gloomy feeling.
She's showing me her Pokemon in the game.
We kiss, and my sister sees it.
...
I'm driving my sister and I home.
I'm concerned that my sister will tell my girlfriend about the kiss.

Infiltration:

I'm at a spring-time college setting, somewhat similar to the campus from The Magicians.
The 'popular kids' are playing tennis on a court nearby.
I'm sitting on a bench and it deforms strangely to accommodate the way I am leaning on it.
I'm watching a speech being given by a person on stage.
The person is somebody I had met recently. He calls me out as his best friend in front of the crowd.
...
It's night-time and I'm on an initiation mission. It's winter now.
There is a target home I'm supposed to enter. I find it and there is a basement window from below.
It's covered in snow but I can see it and begin to clear it, but the glass breaks.
I see the Durselys from Harry Potter eating dinner in their dining room.
They panic, thinking I'm a monster, elf, or something magical.
...
Later I'm back at a base. Still the same winter night.
The base is in a park lit by some torches. The torches show the Triforce insignia from The Legend of Zelda.
Green Arrow from DC Comics is the leader of the group.
He's calling out another member for messing up my mission.
This individual has essentially set me up to fail.

I've been contemplating on sharing this but screw it lol

I had a dream that I was at the third Island destination of Pokémon Ruby where the guy and his Pelipper Peeko bring you to with his boat.
We then ship back to Dewford Town where a group of men came together at the cavern entrance to cause all sorts of trouble.
As I walk towards the men I suddenly come to the realisation that I'm entirely naked, I hide in the local city theatre and put on a dress for the time being as I lock the glass door. A bunch of old girls I went to school with at some point in my life are all knocking on the door wanting to see me naked. A short girl whom I was classmates with in 5th grade enters to tell me about her birthday party where they're also getting naked. I go to the backstage area of the theatre and grab some shirt and pants to put on as I walk to my room (which is in the theatre for some reason) as I walk towards my room (which is my bedroom on my family home) I notice a girl on my computer writing down a questionnaire, she tries to run away but I angrily grab her and hold her as I ask her what's going on. She tells me about her bad experiences with her boyfriend and that she was writing a list with questions for me. I slowly let go of her and let her tell her story. We then chill as she's leaning her head on my shoulder, I them hear a voice telling us we should kiss so we do. I then ask if she wants to go further to which she consents, I lift her up and walk towards my door to lock it as I suck on her breasts and lay her on my bad, I'm about to go down on her when I hear the jingle of a gameshow with an announcer saying "And that, ladies and gentlemen, is a wet dream!" as the girl slowly disappeared into my bedsheets. I stare at my empty bed before waking up for real, minutes before work starts.

Wet dream within a dream, how meta.
Dream was in Dutch and English.

Normal-Type
I'm playing a Pokemon-like game. I'm in a cave-type area.
I can see my team, and their levels are absurdly high, like in the 10,000s. It's styled like Gen 1 where the menu sprites are weird little guys.
Of course, the odd levels don't tip me off to this being a dream.
My normal-type Pokemon levels up, and the game tells me that while this Pokemon isn't the strongest, it is good to use as a slave.
It's referring to HM Slave, where you teach one Pokemon all the field related moves like Strength, Surf, Flash, and Cut for world traversal.
When its stats come up from gaining the level, I note that attack and defense are the highest. That's consistent for a normal type. Good job subconscious.
My brother is watching me play, and we are arguing about something. Heated argument with him yet again.

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I slept surprisingly well. I went to bed around 9 and didn't hear a single fire work all night. I watched the third Hobbit movie before bed and ended up finishing the whole thing. I did some waking life recall afterward. My dream recall still felt low tonight. I remembered something from my first round of dreams but couldn't re-remember it.

I remember something about only being able to sign in from 9 P M to 4 A M. There was something with a vending machine. There was more to this. It was some kind of school or job thing. I don't rememeber now.

I remember getting to my cousin J's house. I was at the back sliding door with some other people, waiting to be let in. I was with Uncle R and some others. One of them just let themselves in. I wasn't planning on being so bold.

The house was arranged with 5 beds. One in the center and one in each of the 4 corners. Behind each bed in the corner, there was a fireplace, which had a fire going. The ceiling was opened to the sky. When I mentioned it, they showed me that they could pull some kind of fence thing over it to close it.

I remember laying on one of the couches upside down, on a comfortable cushion, talking to some people there. We were asked by someone like M S's mom to go pick up some black vinyl tape and labels from the store. So, we went there.

We got just one roll of the black vinyl tape, but they wanted more. So, we went back to get 4 more. I realized I had put a different name on the labels than they had asked. It was because the default name on the labels hadn't changed. 'Oops!' I thought.

There were some bird house things we could clean to earn some money. I tried to do it. There was gunk all over the sides. Someone said we didn't get paid to clean that part.

I remember a girl near a fence. I forgot if she was calling for help or trying to re-join us. 3 guys on the other side of the fence approached her. They got under the fence and captured her.

I think I woke up around then, used the rest room, and took some supplements. I tried to form some memories of the dreams and fell back asleep pretty quickly.

I remember being out kind of late. I was playing Pokemon battles. Near each of my Pokemon, the speed stat was listed. I noticed I had 2 Pokemon with 238 speed, which is relatively high. Their speed was lower.

They had a Lugia who could cut half its HP and get some kind of power boost. They used it on one of my Pokemon, but I knew they couldn't do it again. Well, I feared they would Roost off the damage and do it again if I didn't take the chance to defeat Lugia.

I sent in someone faster. Suddenly, they had a new Pokemon out. It was a dragon type with 100% HP. I looked through my moves, knowing I was dragon type, too. 'Oh no!' I thought. 'No dragon moves!' Then I saw it. A special 105 base power dragon move. 'Lets try it!' I said to myself, knowing that if it didn't do 100% damage, I'd have to take one of their dragon moves in return.

It was like the last few percent points of their HP hesitated to go down. But they went down to 0%. I was so relieved. I think after that, Lugia was their last Pokemon, and it was easier to defeat, having much more speed.

I remember thinking about or seeing a card game. I was thinking of some kind of endure-reversal stategy, but using cards. I think I had a Marowak card.

I ahd been borrowing someone else's Pokemon. They offered me some more Pokemon to continue battling. I wanted to keep battling, but I realized I had already had soda and tea, so I didn't want any more beverages like that. "I just need to brush my teeth and get a water," I said. It was almost bed time anyway.

I went to do that, hoping they would wait for me. When I walked into the other room, it was like the dining room in my college house.

They were calling someone on the couch "William Hung" and saying that he had a lot of facebook friends. But they were kind of mocking him. I went back to the kitchen, and W H was at the door. He said he would give out free Pokemon cards. I just had to fill out a form.

He showed me the form. It was kind of lengthy. It had a place for my social security number, but with four spaces instead of three. When I told him I might need more time, he eliminated part of the form, leaving me only with a questionnaire page.

I remember W H lit an indoor vapor poison thing and it lit up blue at the end. I thought it was a regular poison thing and tried to grab it from him, to put it out. When I grabbed it, I could feel that it was more solid, like a pencil, because it was the vaporizing kind. We fought about it. I remember looking at the water dispensers on the silver fridge. I said even vaporizing poison indoors spreads toxins, even if it doesn't smell.

I remember they went on some elevator things. They were doing some kind of space mission or research.

I remember spying on J V as he poured a cup of coffee. I wondered what kind of sweeteners he would use. Because his dad was a dentist, it seemed like he was hiding the sweeteners. I imagined a white sugar or artificial sweetener packet. He kept trying to make sure no one saw.

I remember something with vaccuums. I used one vaccuum to clean up all this gunk. But then the vaccuum was leaking, so I had to use another vaccuum to clean up after that vaccuum. I vaccuumed out the inside of one vaccuum with the other vaccuum.

I remember a dream scene where I was looking at dollar bills. I was commenting on how they look very old fashioned. I didn't realize that was a dream memory until this morning. I thought it was waking life.

I remember Bilbo stowing away in someone's luggage. When they got to the person's house, Bilbo was talking to himself. "What do they see?" He asked. "My behavior." So his plan was to use his behavior to deceive whoever it was. He wanted to leave before they found him, but then they found him. The person thought it was funny that Bilbo had stowed away in their luggage.

I remember a drawing I had made. It seemed special. I wanted to take a picture of it. I tried lighting up my camera and using a flash on my phone. I remember angling my head to look past the camera. I was thinking, 'Wait, no, I have to look through the camera to see what I'm photographing.'

I remember lots of slush in the driveway. It was morning. Some people wanted help from a young girl there. I guess I was supervising the kids. I pushed the slush around in the driveway. It felt like moving all the slush would take forever.

Well, that was it for tonight. I wonder if I need to start writing the dreams before going back to sleep again. Or if its something in my waking life practices.

I know it is a lot of writing, just not sure how to write any less, as it is all the dream details I can remember with really minimal explanation or analysis. If you want to skip to the lucid parts just Ctrl+F Lucid. Also there was a cool Pokemon part if you want to skip ahead to that.



Here are my dreams from the night of February 12 to the thirteemph. I had a nap on my back around 2 and then fell asleep pretty easily around 7 P M after doing my waking life recall stuff. Also I have been doing some other memory exercises when I "meditate" to help my dream recall go further too.






First round of dreams.
"Space ship battle / Fear of night / Helping clean up from party. "

There may have been some earlier parts with eating at a table with some people I knew, including G. and perhaps my mom and sister.

I forgot some of this round of dreams, but I will start with the space ship battle. I remember flying in some kind of space ship or boat thing above a big body of water, in some kind of battle with other such space ships or boats. It was day time in the dream. Some how I felt that the space ship I was using was not mine. I don't remember anything else of this except kind of feeling some fear that I would be defeated and crash into the water or get hurt. Maybe I was blasting at someone else or they were blasting at me. There was an island somewhere in the part of the body of water we were flying over. I was seeing the space ships more from the outside than from a pilot position in the ship but I identified personally with one of the ships.

In the next scene I remember, I was in this room with some kind of checkout or deli counter. I had this big bag of cheese puffs that someone had given me as a gift, but I didn't really want, because they aren't healthy in waking life. There were two heavy set African American guys, one of whom had this kind of black scarf on around his face. They were apparently police officers or some kind of good samaritans. I made a joke saying to the one guy that he was such a bad person, the humor of which coming from being based on the fact that he is actually a very good person and never gets in trouble. His face kind of lit up in a laugh. I felt bad about that joke upon awakening since it was kind of a put down in some ways, which I try not to do. Then towards a corner of some counter tops, I was giving the bag of cheesey puffs away to my friend Patrick. I was afraid for anyone to see me giving them away because I felt like whoever gave them to me was right nearby and would be offended. The bag of cheese puffs seemed to shrink in size as I gave it to Patrick.


Then, we were looking at those brown coffee stirrers or thin straws, and then a thicker black straw. There was something about combining them by sliding the brown little straw through the big black straw, but the big black straw had an extra tube in the middle just wide enough to slide the brown straw through? It caused a knot to form toward the end of the straw and it wouldn't work. I remember thinking of that straw as I walked down the road to the Arboretum where I live, in the day time, seeing a metal chain link fence. Maybe that was a kind of transition but is more a vague memory.

There may have been something with a lawn mower in the way beginning of the dream so I wrote "lawn mower" just to be thorough.

In another part, I was in a house kind of like the one I live in now. By the back sliding door, there was a glow coming through, but it was night time. I had to slide the door shut an extra time because I was afraid of things of the night. My other family members were sleeping safe upstairs but I had to sleep down near the door for some reason.

Within that scene there was also a part where I was seeing someone on their computer late at night. The dream told me to have compassion for someone who stays up late on the computer or T V because they do it out of fear of the night. It was my friend Tucker who the dream was showing me.

In the next scene, a guy was making a microwave full of chicken or soup or something like that. It was kind of like Speed Cooking where he had actually filled the whole microwave with stuff and cooked directly in the microwave, instead of using a dish. I forgot some parts of this but it was kind of a late night party and the guy was very hungry. He said he would clean the microwave after he ate. I felt helpful so I decided to clean it myself. We were worried it was broken because a white circular part from along one of the sides had come off.

In another part, my friend Lauren was there, and she was showing me this video thing of two numbers in rectangles, 3 and 5. One was in a red rectangle, the other another color. They kept bumping into each other like Venn Diagrams. Lauren was very upset because the number 3 kept oscillating between being a 3 or being an 8. As I watched, I could feel how upset she was, and I was thinking of responses in my head such as advice or reassurance. Then, I remembered all this stuff I learned about listening to others but not trying to rescue or "fix" them or change how they feel, which is supposed to be healthier. So I just said, "Thanks for sharing that with me," in a compassionate way, but felt it wasn't quite enough of a reply for how upset she was, as if it seemed cold.

In another part, a woman was outside the back slider door. I heard her calling me and went out to meet her. She was probably 4 to 5 feet tall. She jumped up and gave me a big hug. I responded by holding her in the air with a big bear hug for a while. It was a very positive and nurturing feeling. I remember the woman had dark hair and may have been wearing a hoodie but not much else.

Then in another part, people were throwing fruit at these plain muffin things to make the fruit stick to the top. They were trying with various fruit, strawberries, cherries, raspberries, stuff like that. A woman I know had a big red berry which was understood as a raspberry, and she tossed it at the muffin thing on the little living room table. It missed and bounced off. My Aunt was in this part and maybe a woman who used to live near me.

Apparently this whole scene was a late night party I was at. My friend's Mom was needing help with all the mess, and instead of just going home after the party like everyone else, I wanted to go "above and beyond" and help clean everything up. I could also tell my friend's mom was a little overwhelmed so i wanted to sort of support her emotionally. I was walking home along that road to the Arboretum again (in the day time again?) wondering if I had helped enough.

Then there was a part where I was in a bath tub putting soap on my legs and arms. I was reflecting on how helpful of a person I was. Kind of proud of myself or pleased with myself.






Round 2 of Dreams.
"Magnemite Squid / Scrub Mummy / Toilets should be Yellow"

I woke up from one set of dreams and thought through the dreams, but felt a bit tingly and sleep must have come again before I knew it. I still remembered some of the first cycle of dreams, and I remembered the dreams in the second cycle of sleep very well.

One of the earliest things I remember was looking at the breeze way doors of my old house and thinking they were very "solid" for it being a dream. What I meant by this was that I felt I had been to this location in the dream a few times already and every time, the doors were in the same place, open if I had left them open, closed if I had left them closed. The doors were bent though like a triangle. I remember playing with the door handle. The thing about this is, I don't have a sense that I was actually lucid in the dreams. When I was initially recalling this dream, I remember wondering if there were lucid parts, but I couldn't think of any lucid parts. So it could have been a lucid thought but I was having a non lucid dream of having a lucid thought?

towards the end of this dream I was walking my sister somewhere for the second time at night. She came to my room to get me so i could walk her there. i kind of wanted to sleep but she needed me to walk or drive her there.

I was going to change into blue jeans, of which I had a pair in a cabinet or shelf. I was taking a moment to use the rest room for a number two, and squatting down. We were at my previous house, but the bathroom was where the teal room used to be. I was thinking that toilets should not be white because that accentuates any yellow or brown stuff that gets on them. Toilets should be yellow or brown because then they won't look dirty with number 1 or number 2 in them. Those were my thoughts within the dream.

At the end of the dream, I was laying down, and saw someone I knew. (Note to self #1*. ) Then, I woke up in my physical bed.

Like I said, I laid there thinking about the dreams, but felt sleep paralysis come back to my limbs and was asleep before I knew it. I remember remembering parts during that period of time between dreaming, but I don't remember what it was I remembered! .

In the next dream or series of dreams, I was reading from a text book. On the upper right hand corner, there was some wording that seemed un needed, so I was editing the text right there in the text book somehow. It was something like the word "Guard" but I don't remember exactly. I do remember the text seemed pretty solid, not to keep morphing on me. There was some fan running really loud, or other back ground noise, and I sang a line from a rock song in a high pitched rock star voice. A guy was like, wow, that was cool, and the noise went off, and he wanted me to do it again. But I didn't want anyone to hear me with the back ground noise off. I think I sung it again any way but felt silly.

Then a woman was reading from another copy of the text, maybe my sister, and there was another buzzing or beeping noise in the back ground. The guy said to shut up and I was like, how dare he tell my sister to shut up! But then I realized he was saying shut up to the back ground noise, not to my sister, and I felt better. I tried to make sure my sister knew he was not telling her to shut up, but instead he was telling the noise to shut up.

Then, it was my turn to read the text book, as if we were going around in a circle, taking turns reading. I wanted to hide the fact that I had modified the text book, but I had no copy of the original text by now, so I was faced with a conundrum of what to do. My section to read turned out to be the one I had just been editing.

I don't remember what happened next in that part or how it got from there to here.

I was in a room with people my age playing guitar. It was some people from my high school. Some music kind of like Andy McKee came on, and my friend was sitting in a wooden booth table, playing along with it. He was saying how he was going to be away for one year, and he was going into a room in the corner to talk with someone about it. I felt left out. Then he told me I could come along and listen, too, but then I felt bad that my friend Richie hadn't been invited. I kind of looked at my friend Richie who may or may not have realized he was left out. I had two tupperware cups with red lids and some kind of black cola type of soda in them, and my usual water bottle. I was going to carry them all to that room but it seemed like a lot.

The next parts of the dream were a little more surreal.

I was playing a Pokemon game, which was probably from listening to Pokemon Route music before going to bed. I had some generation one starters who I was going to "level grind". I saw some interesting pictures of the starters from red, blue and green, and I think that was how they got into my dream. I had a grass type, maybe venusaur, i was about to give two hold items to. Then i was like, wait, two hold items? I didn't give the Pokemon the items because I didn't want to lose them if the Pokemon fainted. (Different game mechanics. ) I walked from this one part off to the right side of the map where there was tall grass. I walked into the tall grass, seeing myself from above, like in the game, but then decided to press start and open the start menu. I took a few steps as the start menu was opening and a battle began. I tried to open the start menu as the battle was beginning but it wouldn't work. The game was telling me that a wild Jolteon and Magnemite had appeared, and I was prompted to choose which ability my Charmander would use. I forgot who my other Pokemon was, but Charmander was on the left, accross from magnemite, and my other Pokemon was accross from Jolteon. One of Charmanders abilities was called Magnetism, which meant that if a steel or electric Pokemon attacked him, he could attack again right after, even in the same turn. There were rectangular menus like in the game boy games. What the game called "Magnemite" turned out to be a squid type of thing, and this made me kind of do a double take. I could also see another Pokemon way off to the right of the map, as if it were in the battle too, but just from afar. So my Charmander attacked the "Magnemite Squid" and then the Magnemite Squid attacked my Charmander. I felt scared that my Charmander would lose the battle. Actually since the beginning of the battle I was afraid I would lose because I only had one leveled up Pokemon and the rest were there for E X P Share, so I was not prepared for a double battle. But, Charmander was able to attack Magnemite for a second time with its ability, and Magnemite was knocked out. I forgot the rest of that part.

From the same map, it kind of transitioned more to the right and I was in some kind of Spongebob town. This part seemed like a very sort of blurry or foggy dream, not so solid like the others, but still vivid in a way. There was this guy we were calling a scrub which was actually more like one of the towns people of Bikini Bottom in Sponge Bob, the fish people with the big lips. We had done something like blown its face off and killed it because it was this scary monster called a Scrub. This was from its front door while it was in its house? Then we turned around and behind us was this mummy thing. I think it happened twice. We were telling the mummy thing that we killed the "Scrub" but it was saying that "Scrub" is me! So it went inside its house and we were talking to it some more or something. It was at a sink to the right and its bed had pink blankets, right in front of the front door.

Then, a wall of white text on a black back ground appeared. I was reading it and it seemed to contain all of my dreams, fully written already. I was amazed because it seemed to contain some dreams I forgot, so I was thinking this "script" of my dreams already existed somewhere, and I could do as much dream recall as I wanted on my own, but I would always have the "full script" of my dreams to compare it to. There was some mention of Mario which I did not dream about. I thought I was already awake.

Then i woke up physically and realized I had just had more dreams. They came to my mind without much difficulty, and then I thought through the previous dreams I had fallen back asleep before writing, recovering some of those memories, too.

I think I forgot a part before the Pokemon scene but not sure.





Round 3 of dreams.
"Indoor Baseball" / "Lucid without control. "

The first thing I remember is driving in a car with Will Ferrell and some other guy. They were doing some Lonely Island kind of rap, like one of those gangster raps but with the silly lyrics. I remember a part where I was driving a car, and it was hot outside. I put the air conditioner on, but had the windows wide open, and it still cooled down the car a lot. I was kind of worried that this was wasting energy. Will Ferrell was wearing a blue suit and he was to my left. It had blue and light blue on the suit.

Then my Dad and my two Uncles who live nearby were all at my house and so was my sister. Everyone was drinking alcohol. We were then standing or sitting all facing the corner of this room which was ten square feet of space at the most. But we were going to play baseball. The bases were maybe each 5 to 8 feet apart. My Uncle was up to bat and I was wondering where he was going to hit the ball to. One door was open to his left, but I doubted he could aim the ball to get out through that door. So I was imagining that the ball was going to smash a window or make a huge dent in the wall. My Dad seemed to be okay with it though, like he would patch up the hole before our lease was up. I don't remember if anyone actually pitched or hit the ball, but I just remember feeling nervous. I was next up to bat. It might have been a competition between me and my uncle. Actually I wrote that I missed the baseball so maybe I was up to bat and missed the ball. I was thinking that if I did hit the ball, I would just do a "bunt" and then walk the bases, so I didn't damage anything.

I walked around the side of the stairs and saw a silver and light brown spider walking accross the floor. It had a gigantic abdomen. It reminded me of this hair ball that's been on our stair case for a while now that every time I see it, I think it is a spider. So in the dream, I looked, did a double take, saw if it was a hair ball, but then, it turned out it was a spider! I just let it carry on with its walk, but I kind of wondered if it would creep up and crawl on me one day.

So then I was at the counter drinking from a glass of yellowy beer. I drank like the first three quarters of it, and then I noticed I was thinking I felt like a different person. Then I noticed on a deeper level that it was more psychological. Really, I was always this person, but it was just that I trained myself to only let it out when I drank? So then I stopped drinking because I realized I don't need alcohol for me to be who I want to be. (I haven't had a drink since 2/1/2014. ) My sister was in that scene and also drinking alcohol.

I don't know if anything else happened, but I woke up from all those, and thought through it. Then I fell back asleep.

In the next dream I was sharing a room with my friend Ryan. I only remember it vaguely, but he was saying that I stay in too much. There was a big rectangular hamper and I was pouring urine on top of my clothes thinking I would be washing them soon anyway. I had some misgivings about pouring the urine on there but decided to go ahead and pour it in. I was working on some writing, maybe a dream journal entry, but I don't remember that.

There was also something about something at a beach. maybe with kites or walking along the shore, but I don't remember anything else about it clearly.

Okay so then there was something on the rooftop of a brick building. And it was like one of those dreams where I am seeing it from the outside, like watching a T V show sort of. Somehow I noticed that this was a dream. Spongebob was on the show and there were some other graphics that were kind of exciting. While watching this, I realized I was lucidly aware, but had no sense of being able to control anything within the "dream screen". But I felt very happy because the "dream show" was giving me good vibes. So I thought of those cat videos I saw where the cat is sort of twitching in its sleep, as if it is dreaming. From within the dream, I imagined twitching my physical body this way and having a big bright smile on my physical face as it slept. I felt my body do this but it may have been a non physical body rather than a physical body. Something scary might have happened at some point like a dragon came on the screen. I couldn't remember a lot of the images from that part but I just remembered brick building roof top, sponge bob and maybe patrick star.

I woke up from that and thought through all those dreams some more, first the most recent, then going back over the previous round to be sure I hadn't lost them.

As I did that, I fell back to sleep and dreamed more about the Lonely island rap I had already dreamed about. Sometimes that happens to me because I am thinking about a dream memory with so much concentration and focus, in order to remember it, that if I fall back to sleep, I dream about that same thing. It was like the same guys in a pick up truck but I don't remember it very clearly.






Round 4 of Dreams.
"Surfing and Flying LD" / "Pickpocketing Leprechaun" / "Late for family meal. "

It seemed that in this round of dreams there were some continuations of previous dreams.

I have a vague memory of being with my Dad in my Nana's room. he was standing where she keeps the T V in waking life and I was by the marble table. My Dad was saying something and I was trying to tell him the main problem was workaholism, but I accidentally slipped and said something like circaholism or circumcision is the main problem. When I thought about it, I realized that verbal slip actually reveals more of the truth, since when so many males are traumatized with the horror of circumcision at birth, they will develop workaholism among many other problems. But I think I tried to correct myself within the dream, and accidentally said circumcision trauma that time, too. I don't remember anything else from that part.

The next part I remember is my sister was setting up for something inside. Maybe another baseball game? There was more scenes with Dad and my Uncles from the previous dream. This time, there was food being prepared. My sister and aunt and other relatives were looking for me, I think calling my name, but I was stuck in the basement. I could hear them calling for me, but I could not reply. My voice wouldn't travel up the stairs. Rivers of water kept being poured down over the stairs past me to the floor of the basement. It didn't really feel like a drowning dream or anything, it was just more of a mild thing with water. But I did feel it was perhaps tragic that I was right there in the basement, trying to get up, but they must have felt like I abandoned them.

I don't remember what happened but next thing I remember I was up the stairs. My relatives were all serving food at some kind of banquet. I think I ate some and it tasted good. Maybe some pasta and cheese thing or ice cream was the closest I could remember to what food it was. It was day time outside and we were all eating out there.

So then I was sitting with my Nana or another older relative. But then I was seeing a view point from behind this relative where this little leprechaun or Mario like character was pick pocketing my relative and then plucking various pieces of gold and jewelry off their clothes and hair without them noticing. Then, the dream kind of showed this little gnome type of character running around the house, stealing different valuable things. Then, everyone was chasing after him, angry at him, and searching all over the house to find him. The dream showed the little guy finding a hiding place while some men passed by looking for him, then he moved to hide in some storage bin while they passed by another way. Then, I came back into having a "dream body" in the same room as him. I knew he was in this blue storage bin with some wooden rods in it, but I had compassion for him. I didn't want him to be hurt and punished. So my intent was to move the box he was in into the closet so he could hide in the closet instead of being crammed into one tiny box. I was trying to protect him. As I was moving the blue bin, my friends Carlos and Omar came into the room, looking for the guy who was hiding there. He was staying perfectly still in this plastic bag within the bin. Then, the bin morphed into my black airport luggage with no one noticing. They asked what was in there, or did I find the guy in there, and I said, no, it is just all my own stuff. In it was my fraternity paddle, a funny samurai knife and sword thing and some other wooden objects. (Funny because I just unearthed those objects the other day while looking through the basement. ) I pulled out a wooden brush and felt like, oh, no that belongs to Carlos. Sure enough, Carlos said that it was his brush, so I was kind of like, oops, sorry, you can have it. There was also some kind of wooden music player that was cylindrical. Carlos was going to pay me four dollars for me to return his brush to him, but I was like, it is your brush, I should be paying you for it. The wood had red lettering on it like in waking life. The bristles were pointy and black.

Then, I woke up and laid there, thinking through the dream. Just when I had formed some solid memories of them, I felt the tingles return and my limbs get heavy, so sleep paralysis was setting in again. Sleep paralysis was really cooperating very well with me on this night. It was like within 10 minutes of laying down and not moving, I would feel everything get heavy, and I would know sleep was right around the corner. It was nice to have that happen instead of all the fidgeting I sometimes have gotten.

I don't think it was a true WILD but I regained consciousness within this next dream fairly early on. It began with a music video of some guys flying around at a beach, rapping or singing lyrics to a song. The words appeared as captions on the bottom of the screen and I followed along with the captions, hoping to remember them when I woke up. The captions had different colors like blue or gold or tan around them. It reminded me of the captions on a recent Stephen LaBerge lecture I watched and maybe that's why it appeared in my dream that way. As I followed along with the words, which by the way I remembered none of upon awakening, I realized this was a dream. The idea of people rapping had continued throughout the night so that might have been partly why. Then, I noticed I was watching this on a phone, laying on my side, the same side I was sleeping on in physical world, and I could see light on in my room behind the phone screen. I started to think I would be able to put down the phone and go do something, but I was afraid to move and wake myself up physically, so i just kept watching. Then, I was actually at the beach floating there with them, still seeing the same music video. After a few moments of this I felt ready to start moving my dream body, and I flew towards these sand dunes which were shaped like a skate boarding half pipe. I sort of surfed along the curves of the half pipe thing and got stuck mid way because it was just sand. But that started my sensation of surfing or "boarding" around.

I almost just kept watching the music video, but I realized that I could passively watch music videos all day. But that might not be as cool as going out and engaging "life" or in this case the dream. So it was kind of empowering to be able to be active instead of passive.

I continued "surf boarding" to the edge of the sand and then over this ice which had frozen over the dark water. Once I got to the edge of the ice, i was flying through the air. The sky was dark but things were dimly illuminated. I saw a guy in midair and flew straight into him, kind of on purpose, not sure why though. We bounced off each other harmlessly and talked about how cool it was to be flying here. He was a somewhat heavy African American guy, maybe my age. I thought it might be social to ask him his name, and he said Adrian. Then I saw my friend Tom from college down by the water's surface, and I shouted down, "Tom, is the water dangerous?" He said, "No, the water is totally safe!" I was totally reassured and completely trusted him. Then he looked more like my friend Amelio, and then he turned into a navy blue silhouette with white glowing rings all over it, within the silhouette, not around it. I wanted to go in the water but didn't end up doing that. Then I was flying near the top of a tall book shelf with Adrian and one of the book covers said, "How certain kinds of media make us not like our noses," Which I thought was interesting. the book cover had red on it and a cartoon of a guy in black ink drawing. I understood the intent of the book to be to communicate how when people watch too much T V or celebrity stuff, they feel inferior, such as not liking their own nose any more. I thought that was some good dream wisdom. Not to compare myself to others and not to consume a lot of mass media or look at celebrities or photos of people a lot because that is where the comparing can start.

I thought to see if I could play a Dream Theater song within the dream, but sort of shot down my own idea. in hindsight, that would have been really cool, to try to hear a song I like in waking life, within my lucid, dream.
(Note to self #2*. )

I guess I flew around a little more or observed some more stuff and then woke up. I forgot the exact moment I woke up. I was able to think it through very clearly though.









Round of 5 sleep.
I went back to bed, hoping for one last round of dreams. Maybe even some lucidly aware dreams after my last little taste of lucidity in round 4. But, when I awoke, I had no memory of any dreams. I tried to sleep again after that, but could not get back to sleep. It was 7 A M and sunny already so usually I can't sleep much past sun up. It was a good night of dreams though and glad to be done typing it up in full.

I know my D J entries are pretty long so I might try to come up with some way to highlight what I would want people to read if they only wanted to read 25%.

Here are my dreams from last night. I had a long nap that afternoon so I think I went right to REM sleep or something because I had more dreams than usual.






Dreams 2/6-2/7/18



If you want to skip to the lucid parts, just CTRL + F "Reflection in the dark" and "Jimmy B" and those parts are high lit in green.






Round 1 of Dreams


There was a lot to these dreams but I feel I forgot some. This might be 50% of it.

First thing I remember was going into this computer lab and seeing Josh P from school sitting with someone else. His face was really pimply and I said something like, so, have you been here a few days straight? The idea was that he hadn't showered in a few days straight and had just been staying in that computer lab. There was stuff before this. I was with some people before getting to that computer lab. but I fell back asleep before I could think of it.

I think there was something with dogs. Like a dog going accross the road for a snack. Or digging something up or burying something.

There may also have been something with bees. Like a bee landing on me but not stinging me. But I was scared it would sting me.

After that, I had these plastic tubes of some kind of nuts. There was something with Animals, maybe horses. The nuts cost about a dollar 38 each. We were in a bigger field type of place. It was day time. There was this guy saying how the nuts cost money. I had a few packs, and figured 5 dollars wasn't much to share a few packs, so I was going to pass them around for people to sample, instead of having to buy their own. The guy then took handfuls of un shelled nuts, kind of like wal nuts, and started to throw them into the air. Once he threw them, he would shoot them with a shot gun and the nuts would be shelled in mid air. Then people would catch the shelled nuts in their mouths. There was a bit more to this but he basically one upped me. I woke up from this dream around here, I think, and thought about it some. I must have fallen back to sleep before I could fully remember it all.

So then I laid there and thought of those dreams as much as I could, before these next ones began.

For what I remember of these, they started in my old neighborhood. Someone was mowing their lawn really late, and I was going to go ask them to stop. I got this thought that the law said that they could mow their lawn until 10 or 11 P M. I was mad about that, but it was what it was. I turned around and needed to pee. I think that some guy picked me up in his car or something who lived on first avenue. I had just moved from 16th street to 14th, in the context of this dream. There was some talk about keeping his property safe or something. I think I went pee somewhere.

I was in a bathroom and it was showing how there was a xylophone thing with keys with colors in this order. Blue, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Aqua Green. Something like that. It had to do with archery. There was a view of a muscular guy shooting a bow and arrow and aiming for a target. And the colored xylophone thing had to do with some scale of something. I remember thinking to myself that the blue should be after or around aqua green, not after the color red.

Then there was something about going to this concert. There was some music I liked. Maybe music guys lined up to play music. Afterwards, I was on my phone, in the music store. It was not like the regular music store, just one my dream had designed. I was sampling songs in the music store and found I could listen to the song without paying but I had to keep the app open. So I did that.

Then I was walking backwards down some stairs. The set of stairs had some steps that fit my foot and some that didn't. I was getting internet from the stores I was passing by to keep listening to my songs.

I passed by this diner, and this african american fellow comes out and says, can you please help us? We need to sell this car. So I went up some black plastic kind of steps which were a bit longer than my foot each. And when I got inside, the car was like this small moving truck type of thing with a big logo of a candy bar on it. Apparently it was a vintage delivery car for that candy bar and it was selling for 800 to 1000 dollars. I thought to myself, I can't afford that. But they were putting it out front.

There was some piece of plastic covering a piece of paper that I put in my mouth for some reason. Then there were 3 girls who were like, did you wash that before you put it in your mouth? I was like, actually, no, I should go wash it, and spit out all of my spit before I swallow my spit again, since it is dirty. So I went in to the next room to do that. Around then, my friend Mike was around and talking about how he was worried about his mother who he had to take care of. I was trying to reassure him. I felt kind of embarassed when really I wanted to impress them.

Then, there was something about my friend Carl, who was very into a religious text. So, there was something where we were all lined up and waiting for this show. Then, from the room behind us, I could hear Carl reading from this religious text, and it said, "The people who are the characters in this world will be shown in that world" or something like that. The 3 girls turned to me and said, are you all friends or something like that? And I told them I wasn't really involved with their group. But if they wanted to meet Carl, they could just go introduce themselves. They really thought Carls religious text was cool.

I was using my phone and Phi Write app. But Phi Write had 3 columns. I had to kind of right click and look for something that said wide view. Then I rotated the phone to land scape and it was a full screen one column view, but the back ground was pink. It had little guiding lines to write on that were like kid paper. So part of that was from waking up, thinking through the previous dreams, and then intending to dream journal. but I fell back asleep so i was trying to dream journal in the dream. That happens often.

Then, a guy to their right said something like, will Mike go to school? There was this guy Mike who I knew who was having a hard time with life in some ways. The kid was saying how Mike was talking to him one day and really bringing him down with all the talk about how he is down. When I looked closer, the kid was wearing a big fake nose and funny glasses. He had a funny black wig thing on and a white shirt. He looked like a funny cartoon character. I was thinking of how the kids these days are so hard on each other and they should really be more supportive. The guy went on to say that Mike was telling him how he was with a girl but had a cold penis in the flacid position. And the guy was saying how he was with a girl with puffy nipples and could get an erection. So Mike should just go to the gym.

That was the part I woke up from, and thought through the dreams. Luckily, I needed to use the bathroom too much to fall back asleep. I felt mentally kind of groggy thinking through these, and some of the ways I wrote things don't feel as clear. But I thought the dreams were very cool.
















Round 2 of Dreams



I fell asleep for this round of dreams in some time but somewhat mindfully.

I had some dream fragments before the main round of dreams began. They were just little moments when I was suddenly in a dream for like a split second, and then I was in my bed again.

I had a few different dreams that seemed vague. One was of being in some kind of flight. Something to do with flying. I wish I could remember more about this. It seems like it was an interesting part but I just can't remember anything more about it.

Another was that I was preparing my food, and saying that my sister could watch me prepare my food. I was preparing it in a small circular dish.

The last thing I remember is being in some wrestling room. I was fighting in the wrestling room. There was an idea that I could wrestle someone and then one of us would slam the other into the padded walls and no one would get hurt. There was some intensity heating up in the dream and although I wasn't lucid, I remembered to relax. This helped and the whole conflict sort of ended, which felt healthy.

Now that I write about it, I feel there was more to this dream, but I can't remember. Hopefully I will get better dream recall next round.













Round 3 of Dreams



This was an interesting dream with a lot of layers.

First thing I remember is that I was on a football team. I think it was a college football team. And we were supposed to play at 10 A M, but it snowed. So the game got delayed.

I think a bunch of stuff happened that day, which I don't remember much of.

Then, I think we were on a bus to play the game at night. But it was around 7 P M and I was getting tired.

So I think it was dark when we got to the game and I just went to sleep on an air mattress. Even in my dreams, I would rather go to sleep and have my night of dreams than to pull an all nighter!

I remember when we got there there was something about closing up the gates. It seemed like some sort of religious thing almost. Or we were at a religious location.

Now the memories get a little clearer. Within that dream, I was sleeping on this air mattress on the side of the game. So I woke up from sleeping on that air mattress within the dream, actually remembering some dreams from within the dream, that I don't remember now. I asked someone what time it was, and they said it was 3 to 4 A M. I was thinking to myself, no way am I playing football at 3 to 4 A M. I guess that could cause cycle readjustment induced Lucid Dreams, but I would rather just dream and sleep now. No one really bothered me, and I think I fell back to sleep a little.

I think one of my dreams from this time around involved floating up around one of the walls at that place. It was kind of vivid at the time, but I felt I was watching a TV, not in a dream. Kind of weird to explain.

I woke up again, thinking it must be about 5 A M. All the guys from both teams were wearing pink shirts and black shorts. They had some water bottle things. They were all in line to use the shower, which was just the coach squirting soap on them (with clothes on) and then them standing in a beach shower type thing (with clothes on). I got up and I wanted to know what time it was. I also remember trying to journal my dreams in a sequential fashion, but thinking that i should really just let it all flow like I used to, without worrying about what order it all goes in. So I think I was seeing words on my phone screen appear that related to previous parts of this dream, maybe even parts I forgot upon physically awakening.

There were a lot of old school clocks around that said it was a little past seven A M, but I figured they must be an hour fast, or set wrong. I went to find my cell phone, which was a few feet from my air mattress. i realized how easy it would be for someone to have stepped on that. my phone said it was seven O seven A M, so, I figured somehow that was what time it was, and morning had come.

I thought of playing in the end of the game. I expected if I slept again, the coach would come and shake me, wake me up, and make me forget my dream anyway. So I felt angry about that if it were to happen.

This was when I collected that I must have somehow made the college football team. I also realized that I didn't have any pads to wear, or I couldn't remember where my pads were.

it was still kind of dark at this point, but getting light. I laid back down. I was thinking of hiding my mattress under the bleachers so the coach wouldn't see me sleeping. Then, since everyone had left the field to go to the showers, I was afraid that some hungry person would come along and mug me in my sleep, but i tried to relax anyway. Then, i felt hands on me, but it was my friend, Jeff T, although I am not sure why he touched me. He said he was looking for his friend and I rubbed his back before he moved on. No hard feelings. I rubbed the very middle of his back.

then, I got up and saw that the gates around the place were only made of bars, and someone could easily reach through and mug me through those gates. There were different kinds of gates and some that people could easily climb over, too. I hoped that there were more gates further out that were more secure.

I got up and in the middle of this one field kind of place, saw the janitor from my high school. He was very involved with the high school football team. He looked like him from a distance, but when he got closer, he looked like someone else. He had two dogs, a white one and a grey one, that came towards me. Their leashes kept extending and didn't stop them. They were nice dogs. The guy said something like, oh, and the name of a religion I grew up with. Like, oh, those people, kind of whimsically.

Next, I was walking to get some water or maybe brush my teeth. I had a cup of water that I was pouring into my mouth so as not to back wash. I heard some guys from the foot ball team getting pumped up by doing a rap. The guy said his position was called the height. I thought me meant guard or tackle, probably tackle. Then, he said a line about you better make good decisions, hedge 'em. I thought he was making a word play on hedge fund people, which seemed clever in some ways. There was a rap instrumental playing while he rapped.

Then, I was drinking my water, pouring it into my wide open mouth. A girl walked by and said something like, that was so not what I needed to see. I got angry because I felt insulted or embarrassed.

I walked out of the corridor I had been in and saw her walking by, so i went up to her. I had a change of heart and said, I am sorry if it bothered you to see my drink my water. And tried to make amends.

She said that if I had family troubles, I need to roast a lot of garlic. Suddenly, I had a big plate of garlic in front of me. It was all chopped and looked roasted, but I usually steam my garlic, so it was steamed. It varied between yellow and light golden brown in color. I said, yeah, I usually steam mine, but roasted is great, too. It was on a white cutting board. I offered her some. She kind of looked weirded out and walked further on.

Now it was indoors and it was a class room setting. That girl was sitting further up in the class and I was sitting around some other people. I remember there was some cool design to some of the buildings in this dream, but I forgot exactly what it was. But in this part, there was one red curtain, one green curtain, and in between them, a curtain that transitioned from green to red. I thought it looked really cool and was impressed by the color choices.

I think that was when I physically woke up for a moment, and thought I had woken up in the football field again. It took me a moment to realize I was in my physical bed, and piece it all together, but once I did, it made alot of sense. I am lucky I didn't move right away, thinking I hadn't dreamed. Within the dream, I remember waking up from one sleep feeling like I didn't dream. But this time, I definitely woke up with a big load of dreams.

I drifted back to sleep a little and saw a dream where I was laying inside this square thing. And there were kids looking in from above it. And then one of them kind of floated up into the sky.

I woke up and laid there, remembering as much as I could of it all. I stayed still a long time, thinking back through them, but I wondered if I stayed still even longer, if I would have remembered more. because I continued to remember even after I adjusted a little. And there was definitely plenty more to remember.

Just a note, from dream 1, there was a scene in which my town wanted to make it so that there was a fair or holiday in town on a Sunday. I didn't want this because it would make noise.

From this dream, I remember thinking that if the coach called on me to play football, I might be able to do well. Then, I realized I was scared to play because I was never good at hitting in high school. I was thinking of myself as more of a mascot on the side of the team, just sleeping. But if I slept through this game, the coach definitely wouldn't ask me to play in future games. So I was weighing it all in my head.















Round 4 of dreams.



Before I write these dreams, I also want to write that in my last round of dreams, there was this moment where I was walking around. And I saw the sky. And there was a huge light orange moon in the light bluish grey sky. And I thought to myslelf, oh, it is a full moon. No wonder my dreams have been so vivid. That image came to mind after a while of laying back down. I tried to visualize the bright moon to see if any other memories came up, but nothing did.

For this next round of dreams, I tried to do S S I L D. Basically I tried to focus on sense perceptions as I was falling asleep, sort of like a body scan. It helped me stay calm too I think.

I will try to get the dreams in the right order, even though I think I forgot a lot. I had all these packs of Pokemon cards. Actually, they were more like starter decks. Some of them said left and some said right. I took this to mean that some cards were left oriented and some were right oriented. I was looking for the ones that said left. One deck, a very cool Hydreigon and Water deck, had no such distinction. I went to open it, even though I hadn't bought it. I hoped the plastic would go back together like new, but it didn't. As I looked through the cards, I saw these different proxy card print outs that were two sided. And then the main cards. So there were two sided cards now. There were lots of other decks, too. I think I had stolen the box or was thinking of stealing it.

Then I was in this city place that transitioned from the Pokemon part. I was in some type of building and there was a stray cat running around. It ran all around and meowed a lot. I wanted to put out some milk for it. I was wearing my grey Pokemon shirt my sister got me in the dream. The cat came near me, so I wanted to play with him, or her. So I held out a part of my shirt, or a shoe or a hat or something, and the cat bit it ferociously. I got kind of scared, but then took my shirt off, to hold it out to the cat. I think it liked the attention. I think there was someone else who didn't want me entertaining the cat. This reminds me of waking life because we have stray cats around here. I always wan to help the stray cats and be nice to them but my Dad wants to keep them from feeling at home on our property. There might have been something to do with a janitor guy at this point. The stray cat was grey and white, like the stray cat I mainly see in the yard. It might be a house cat that just roams.

This next part was cool. I was checking out at the local convinience store and complaining about smoke. Then, the next time I was there, I was at the check out, buying some things. I gave the guy money because the register said 30 to 40 dollars. He said, sorry it is taking so long for you to get here, but a bunch of people just won the lottery. I was like, oh, great, good for them, I am not in a big rush. I usually try to take the pressure off people rushing because everyone always seems to be rushing. So then, he was saying I had won 80 dollars. And then I looked and saw that he had given me two 100 dollars bills and a 20. So I had gotten 220 dollars and I was afraid he over paid me. He said he was glad I won the lottery because I was complaining about the smoke and now that will give me something to be happy about. There were a lot of people on line behind me. They were asking me what lottery tickets I had bought, but I had no clue. I realized that I had no memory of buying any lottery. There was a long line of people behind me and I wanted to tell them all not to smoke.

The guy at the convinience store referred to me having been there earlier. Maybe that was where the Pokemon cards came from, or maybe it was just implanted context.

I am glad to remember what I remembered from these dreams. They were pretty cool. I like the S S I L D attempt because even if it doesn't work, it helps me relax until I actually fall asleep. I might go on to have a fifth dream tonight. I need to set the intention not to move after I physically awaken, because staying perfectly still gives me the best chance to think back through the dreams. But sometimes I have an urge to stretch immediately and I worry that it made me forget some dreams. This time I had to move my arm for some reason and I wonder if it affected anything.





















Round 5 of Dreams. .




Before I write dream 5 I want to mention that I had a dream flash last time which was of seeing my reflection in the dark. I saw my reflection in the dark and then realized it was a dream flash. My face kind of changed. It was my face with normal lighting only a black back ground. So there was my first moment of lucidity on this night.

Also, in the last round of dreams, there was something with my Mom and my Sister living with me.

This next round of dreams was interesting. I just kept laying in bed and having another dream. As I fell asleep, I tried to focus on body sensations like the feeling of my shoulder on the bed or the pillow on my head. I also had to try not to fidget so that I would fall asleep and not just keep fidgeting, which keeps me awake. I am surprised I slept so much since I had a 3 hour nap the day before, and I slept from like 8 P M to 6 A M except for being up to write dreams. But I am definitely awake a lot between laying there upon awakening to think through the dreams, writing them out, and then falling back a sleep.

I will try to put them in order as best I can.

First may have been there was an image of a continent of America. there was the little part where florida sticks off the bottom right, only it had to be rotated to be on the bottom left, or vice versa. As I did this, my blue tupperware lid had to be rotated.

There was another part where I was on the beach near my house cleaning some litter. This is something I have done in the past. This time there were a lot of workers from the town helping. There is this tall grey cement wall at the end of the beach that is where some houses are. A big truck from the town came to help pick up the garbage and I was looking at a big pile of plastic lids in the branches of the bushes, but didn't think i needed to clean them now that the truck was here. My Dads friend Jimmy B turned out to be there. It was kind of a big dumpster truck. Jimmy shook my hand, but i felt a pin prick in my hand when he did. I looked, and he had put some sort of vial in my hand with a little poker thing at the top. I thought he had injected me with drugs and I was going to be hooked now. I started to panic and wonder why he had done it. But then, I realized it was a dream. I don't think I really got to do much within the dream, but I did get a moment of realizing it was a dream, which is always good. I think I woke up shortly after for whatever reason.

There was an interesting part where I was with my Dad, but he was a funny cartoon villian like the Grinch or Plankton. The idea was that we were going to put a sign on someone's door that said, back in 15 minutes. This was going to trick them into thinking that it wasn't their house, or that they had to leave for 15 minutes. And then we could go in their house or something and eat cookies. So we teleported in and out of some houses doing this.

Then, we were in our old house on the numbered streets, and the front door was open. There were people coming to the door for something, and then going. We were having milk and cookies. I looked down the steps and saw a rabbit and a squirrel, one directly behind the other. It seemed a bit unusual to me, but I did not become lucid. There was some warning about the squirrel. I didn't heed it, and indeed, it bit me in the lower leg. I think my left leg. It bit me and then ran. I felt scared, like I would get infected, and need to go to the hospital. But I thought of how I didn' trust doctors, and so I would just keep quiet about it, and try to heal it with metaphysics. I thought of putting some milk out for the squirrel. I started to worry that the people who were visiting would be bit by the squirrel, and sue us. So then a court case kind of played out in my mind and I didn't want to go to court. I didn't know what to do. I was pacing around the kitchen with my feet in the tiles, which I sometimes do when I am nervous.

I woke up between each of these, so maybe they are separate dreams. But I just stored them in my mind and let myself drift to sleep again. I was surprised I built up so many dreams doing this.

There was another part of the dreams in which two kids were getting power ranger outfits. One kid had pink panks with a stripe down the side with white, black and gold. The other kid, I forgot what color pants he got, maybe black. They were both sweat pants. Then, they bought this shirt thing that connected their upper bodies side to side, so that they had four legs, two arms and two heads. And they were pretending to be a two headed power ranger and going around the parking lot. This took place near the Rite Aid parking lot off of Forest Avenue. They didn't attack anyone, but just walked around the parking lot playing like a two headed power ranger. I think they also had masks. This part may have been connected to the part with the continent I mentioned earlier.

There was another part at my house where I live now. Something in the hallway or the bathroom. Maybe someone in the bathroom behind a closed door. I think there was something with voices coming from the bathrooms, like there was someone in all of them. There was an interesting part with my Sister that I wonder if I will remember. But in this one part, I had to keep doing a lot of laundry. I think I had a girlfriend in the dream who was visiting, and we both needed clothes cleaned constantly. I didn't like doing so much laundry due to the water bill, but i had to gather the clothes and go do it. For some reason I was washing my gym shorts for the both of us that we had just worn, then washing gym shorts for us to have for when those got dirty.

This part with my sister was cool. She was drawing something on some paper. It was like a person or something, I forget exactly what. Actually, now that I think about it, there was a lot more to this scene, but it seems vague. I drew some additional stuff on her picture, or made my own. It was something about her drawing a girl, because she liked to draw girls, and then me adding a huge monstrous bicep, which we joked about. I would always say, you know what she needs? A giant bicep. But there was a lot more to this scene that I just can't put my finger on. There was something about the paper folded into quadrants. Something tells me I got lucid in this dream, but tried to act like I didn't know it was a dream, but it is all vague. This was one that didn't even come to mind as I laid down. Maybe when I lay back down, more will be revealed.

The last dream I had in this series involved going into the same Rite Aid from before and looking for some kind of soap. I discovered that I had a mouse pointer that super imposed on the physical world and I could click objects and copy paste them. I was not aware I was dreaming, but I was able to do this. So what I did was I went up to some of the soap I needed and tried to copy paste it. At first, it didn't work. We had gone back from the register to the store once I found out about this ability because I thought it would be easier to multiply the physical items than to buy new ones. I had some trouble copy pasting my bottle of soap I wanted at first, and thought I had lost the ability. But then, I was suddenly able to do it again. I had to right click and then scroll on the menu to copy, then paste. It can't be this easy, I thought to myself. I pasted it twice, and two new ones appeared, but each had a ripped message paper on it saying that it didn't have a bar code in the store. I figured this meant I either had to walk out with it concealed or tell them it didn't correspond to any bar code in the store so they could put it in the system and charge me. But now, there was another affect of using this ability. Effect. Affect. Offect. Uffect. Whichever one. When i used my copy paste ability, a guy would come in on the other side of the shelf. He showed me a pad full of really cool graphic letter designs. They were on a little 3 by 5 memo pad. he had outlined some in black and colored them with some sparkly red and blue colored pencils. I remember the last one he showed my sister and I said THERE D going down the page. I turned the page and expected it to say THERE DEAD but instead the next page said the word unemployed. Those were more just drawn in pencil. I saw on the next page there was a 20 dollar bill stuck to the page as if it had been used for a collage. I think the guy was there to monitor my use of the ability. I was complimenting him on his art. The dream ended around there. He had darker skin than me.

I am also getting this idea that I had a dream about some caves, similar to the goonies. But i can't remember much about if specifically. That's okay, I got a lot more than I expected. I did my best to stay perfectly still, and my mind was not that groggy any more since it was around sun rise that I was doing these chain of dreams. So I could think about them pretty clearly once I woke up from them. But I didn't get a lot of lucidity.

The sun is pretty much up now. I doubt I would fall back asleep if I tried, but I always hope I would sleep again, and have more dreams.

-1-Dad went to bed before finishing a crucial project required for a trip the next day. He was doing a parody of my sister and I because we were lazy and were “getting it done” by doing nothing. Also, the garage lights inside were all warm instead of white.
-2-Ok, so I was in the woods on a trail. It was daytime in the woods, which had an unrealistic color to them—they looked like they had sunlight or something shining on them—there were no shadows anywhere. The woods themselves were covered in brush. There was a clean, blue pond about 30ft ahead on other trail. I ‘saw’ a Gardevoir. It looked nothing like one, but that didn’t matter, because my mind thought it was a Gardevoir, which it was. After I walk up to her, I kiss her right on the mouth. I had not intended to do this before seeing her, so there I was, seduced by a Pokemon.
[New Scene]
I was back at the old house again, doing unimportant stuff on a couch. Mom was on the computer and said, “[…]for baby Melissa!” At first, I was thinking, (Who) the f*** is Melissa? Suddenly, I realized that I had mated with that Gardevoir. Wat.
-3-Mom and I, at an old house, watched the trailer for the Doctor Who series 9 finale. I don’t remember the single-word name. This coming episode was a take on Little Red Riding Hood. The TARDIS had a cushioned wall next to the front door. The Doctor pressed four buttons in this way: [E->S->W->N] Once the last (top) button was pressed, the neon EXIT sign lit up, and the TARDIS door opened. Once he was outside, the camera views him from a low angle to his right. The Doctor here had a wolf costume on. He then sighed and had a ‘gotta do this’ look on his face.
-4-I was on this space ship with my sister and someone from the future. Every panel was lightly colored, and mostly white. This guy showed us ugly aliens that looked like humans. He said that they were from Uranus. I went *badum tss*. The guy was like, “Huh?” and I said that I thought it was funny because they were from Uranus and they were ugly.
[New Scene]
Apparently Grandpa was counting the number of people around—23. Suddenly, my sister and I were teleported to Pluto, which had snow on it. The landscape and the ground had a blue tint. There was zero atmosphere, even though we were breathing it. With the temperature quickly dropping, we were desperate to get on the tiny ship nearby. First, I tried what looked like a small vent that I couldn’t fit through. Then, I found the rock pit, enclosed with zipped plastic. My sister and I quickly unzipped it, jumped in and zipped it back up. I said, “Good, we’ll cool down slower in here. Make sure you zip both layers up.”

I'm out driving a car with my girlfriend on the passenger seat.
She tells me that she would like to go back home, so I turn right in a T-cross.
I'm in her room watching Pokémon on my laptop. There's a battle going on between a Meowth and a Butterfree. The Butterfree wins.

2017, 06-06

Night Swim

I am at the swimming pool at the local YMCA with my friend Alicia. We are outside the main pool area, waiting to get in. Alicia pays her admission fee and goes in. I go to pay and I give the guy in the office the usual $1.50. He says it’s $1.75 now. I do a double take, but then I decide that’s not really that much of an increase, and I hand over the extra quarter. I follow Alicia into the pool area. There are people in our usual spot so we go to the other side of the pool where there’s an area I didn’t know about, with some of the plastic chaise lounges. I go to get one, glad they have the hard ones that don’t stick to my skin. Alicia prefers the soft ones and goes to find one.

When I get mine back to our spot I see Alicia already has what she wanted. Alicia wants to go get in the pool but it’s not open just yet, it’s being cleaned. I see someone has a bunch of Pokémon cards laid out to trade, so I take some Pokémon cards of my own from my bag and spread them out. The other guy has a lot of cards I wish I had. The pool opens and he ignores the cards to go jump in the pool. We haven’t been in the pool for long when the lifeguards say it needs cleaning again, everyone out. The guy who’d left his Pokémon cards spread out gets frustrated and leaves without coming back for his cards. I go over and start collecting all of the cards, both his and mine. I figure if he comes back I’ll say I collected them to keep them safe and return them. If he doesn’t come back, they’re all mine.

The pool is still closed, and Alicia is nowhere to be seen. So I leave the pool carrying a bag that contains my towel, sunscreen, and the two stacks of Pokémon cards I now have. I look around the rest of the YMCA for a bit, trying to find Alicia. There is no actual gym, just a lot of people climbing tall rock walls. I don’t notice that as strange and I don’t find Alicia. I go back to the pool area and look through the fence. Alicia is still in there, I feel dumb for not finding her sooner. I go to return to the pool but the man at the office window says I have to pay. That’s annoying since I already paid. He says I left, so I have to pay again. I take out my wallet and he says admission is $10. No way! I refuse to pay that. I go around the other side of the pool area and find a way through the fence, so I sneak back in for free.

I notice it is getting dark and the underwater pool lights come on. Alicia is swimming and the water where she moves glows, looking very cool. I put my things down and I get in the pool. I start doing all kinds of underwater dance moves. After I do a move I can look and see a light reflection of myself doing the move I just finished. The strange glow has the effect of making my rather unimpressive dance moves look really cool. Alicia is doing the same thing. But I notice I can’t seem to hold my breath for very long. It’s as if I am compelled to take a breath while still underwater. This seems disturbing to me, but I go along with it and I don’t go under for very long. I am still playing in the pool with my light reflections when everything fades and I wake up.

Sleep: About 7.5 hours. This seems to be optimal for me. It's generally harder for me to fall asleep when I'm getting enough rest every night. BUT, this is a good thing. Because of this, my brain is significantly more awake once I do fall asleep, and therefore my dreams are more vivid and memorable.

Also, I think my brain is hard-wired to keep me up late. Like, ideally my body seems to want to go to sleep at around 12:30-1 AM and wake up at around 8:15 or so. I feel the most refreshed in the morning this way. However, this doesn't generally tend to work with modern-day American society, so I will have to see. Maybe I can adjust accordingly, to the friendlier schedule of sleeping from like 11:00 PM to 6:30 AM, and it will have the same effect. I will make some plans this weekend hopefully and try and figure that out.

DREAMS
Dream 1: I was talking with my brother and some other people, in the family room of my parents' house. There was a Slowpoke (the Pokemon) just chilling on our bench, so I guess Pokemon were real, too. Somebody sitting with us compared the Slowpoke to a really smart person who is just really lazy. I don't know if the Pokemon felt insulted by that or not. :O

Then, outside in our backyard, an insane amount of rocks started flying around in the air, and I think the room started shifting too. We all freaked out, but I woke up before anything disastrous happened!

Dream 2: I think I had a false awakening. Didn't trigger lucidity though. I thought that I had woken up extremely late, and now I was super far behind with my schoolwork.

Dream 3: Warning: this one gets a little bit PG-13. I was on some sort of train. I believe that the train was magical in some way, but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, I talked to two separate women while I was on the train. I remember one of them was this nice blond-haired lady, maybe in her 30s-40s. She wanted to talk to me and do some sort of study or experiment, which required me to, um, take off my shorts. I can't remember what the, er, study was, but I remember removing my shorts that I was wearing and sitting around chatting with her in my underwear and T-shirt. I think I liked that a little bit too much. ._____________.

It was weird also since we were in a crowded train. I bet if I hadn't woken up, I would've become lucid in this one.

The exact same thing happened with the other lady. I don't remember what she looked like though.

Dreams are so weird. Especially when they're non-lucid. Like...dang. :O

Conditions: Sunny, Calm, Late Afternoon
I was outside in a rectangular concrete area surrounded by woods. In the center was a big screen of stretched around a giant cube. On the outside edges of the concrete area were rooms that I never saw the inside of. The mane 6 were trying to enter the east room before the Pokemon theme song played. I tried to sing along, but I didn’t remember even half the words, which meant I was gonna get beat up at the end of it. During the song, I snuck up behind the group to smell Rainbow Dash’s mane for some reason. However, she noticed me and instantly flew off at high speed before I could get a whiff. Also, whenever I put my fist forward in time with the music, I would be launched in that direction, and then I would slowly float down. By the end of the Pokemon theme, the scenario changed before anyone had the opportunity to beat me up.
Now, the concrete area was flat, and made of Minecraft blocks(Railcraft’s concrete blocks). Nothing special happened here, or in the woods.

I'm starting to finally feel the effects of the work I've put in towards lucid dreaming; I'm starting to remember my dreams more often, and I can say with certainty that I'm well on my way to a lucid. Anyway, on to the dream.
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I don't know what the entry point of the dream was, or if it just started out with this. I was looking for a shiny minior, my favorite Pokemon, and I was running from fights, when a minior appeared. I was about to run from it, when I noticed the shiny animation. I got rather excited, and took a good, long look at it. It was just like a normal minior, but its spikes were brown, which was unusual. Upon looking at them, they turned back to the normal white. The minior's shell had unusual cracks too, barely revealing the Pokemon inside. I switch to the pokeballs. I amuse myself with the thought of using the masterball on it, but decided against it. I forget what ball I used, but I caught it. The dream switches to me, as I open my phone to brag at my kik group chat. I wake up to my alarm, and have a failed WBTB.
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Strangely enough, for the first time that I can remember in a dream, I acted exactly how I would if this had happened whilst I was awake.

PokeFam

It's the middle of the night and I'm in my bedroom. I hear Dad in the kitchen and I assume he's making himself some two minute noodles (as he does sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night). I roll over in my bed and check PokeFast, a live Pokemon tracking map for Android for nearby Pokemon in my area and spot things out of the ordinary - dinosaur-looking Pokemon!
I had certainly never seen those 'Pokemon' nor caught them before. I start to dress to go out hunting for them. My brother walks in to the room with a drink bottle in hand and asks me what I'm doing. I picture him in the passenger seat of my car spinning Pokestops and catching Pokemon for me while I drive us around. I ask if he wants to come catch Pokemon with me.

Japanese Magazines

I'm in Japan and there is some sort of craze going around. Like, literal craze. People's minds turning into Zombie-mush craze. I'm suddenly running in to one of the street convenience stores with a big group and stop at the magazine sections. Stopping to look around, I think about how bizarre this is.
I'm on a rooftop looking down to the street at a swarm of crazed people about to flock in on a girl. Poor girl.. She's a goner.

Running with a bunch of people behind me, ninja jumping from rooftop to rooftop. My legs are pumping, trying to maximise each crouch for explosiveness There's a sense of urgency, as if we're being chased.
I'm suddenly standing in a doorway, waving my group inside. We've been caught. We bundle in the corner, huddling together, trying as to magically shrink ourselves so we wouldn't be seen.
Slowly, they converge on us. It was as if what we were running from was an army. The lower ranking soldiers filed in first, with their commanders trailing behind. They didn't seem to be able to detect us until they got extremely close - almost touching distance. One of the low-ranking pawns was getting close to a child... This was extremely bad for us.
I make eye contact with one of the commanders. How could he see me when none of the others could? In the brief moment of which our eyes made contact, there was some sort of... acknowledgement and respect. I turn my attention back at the pawn and reach out, waving my hand as to perform a jedi mind trick :gun: He looks confused and walks around to the other side of the room.

But This Is Your Crib

I'm in the passenger seat of the car, driving around a neighbourhood with a few friends. The shops which we're driving past look nice, up class and new. They were styled like 1960s shops with very bright colours. We're trying to find our way back to our rented house in this neighbourhood, the same neighbourhood which one of the guys in the car apparently lives in.
"I think this was your neighbourhood," I joked with him.
He grumbles something incoherent at me.
We'd finally made our way back and it had gotten dark. Walking in the streets under the streetlights with no purpose in particular, other than to explore and enjoy the company of our friends. We pass a man playing guitar on the side of the street, singing his heart out to a large company of dogs. They were his children and he loved them all dearly.

The details of these dreams are quite vague.

Pokemon
There's a garbage truck. I may be part of the crew. It's driving around inside a very big building. A school? The scenario stays the same, but the plot changes to me and some others hunting Pokemon. I think I'm wearing a Ghostbusters shirt. I feel quite stupid, going around with my phone like this held out in front of me. There are a lot of people doing the same. At some point I pass a few people who look like a team, all wearing the same orange shirt.

Live hash
I'm participating in an event. It's mostly inside a big parking structure. There's two people, a girl and a guy I haven't seen or talked to in many years, whom we need to catch. They are ahead of us and we're following the trail laid out by them. The movements it requires to catches up to them are predominantly parkour based.



There was some other stuff. Me talking to various people and having to do some stuff. I woke up feeling like I really needed to contact a few people, but I couldn't remember who or why.