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    1. dark dreams

      by , Today at 08:17 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      All the dreams this week weren't good.

      Jamie 1

      Jamie seemed mad at me. Telling me she's never going to talk to me again... I think I always knew that deep down. But one can hope.

      Jamie 2

      Some nights later Dreamed I saw her at a bar but she was avoiding me.

      Map

      I'm looking at map of where I live. There's a road east and west. South is Lethbridge. Under my town is shaded dark red. above the down is a lighter red. There are words describing each shaded region but I forget what. There is an icon on the east end of town it is a face of a native american with a red bandana. He looks sinister and the dream implies he's cursed this region. (IWL, It has been snowy and icy and I have called in at work too much not wanting to drive these roads. This dream was a day before the snowfall, Felt that the drean predicted this???)

      Don't drive

      One one of the days I was going to go to work (but called in anyway) I had a series of dreams of dogs biting me and people fighting me.

      Dream 1

      I was in my house and a bunch of dogs that looked like my dog were trying to bite me. I had a razor and cut on of the dogs legs. It yelped and started bleeding everywhere on it's hind leg. Asuka and maybe data were there I asked them for a rage and something to tie it with to stop the bleeding.

      Dream 2

      Someone was on the front end of my house with a gun. I was in a garage behind a white van. I got a peek at the intruder and aimed my pistol or something at him. I shot him and it hit.

      Dream 3

      I was fighting someone on stairs. It was Gary, a friend from childhood who ignores me now. I Was hitting him with some pole and he stopped trying to fight me after he fell down the stairs. I asked, "Are you done?" He said, "Yes." I asked him "Why don't you talk to us anymore?" He looked shocked. I said, "I don't even do drugs or drink hardly at all." And he still looked shocked and seemed to be considering what I was saying. Then I woke up.
      After I woke up I found that the rods that were clear before were snowy and icy again...

      Dark Hogwarts

      I was getting off the Hogwarts express with a bunch of children in cloaks. I was young like them. Everything was so dark even with the lights, it was nightime nd I couldn't see much. I saw the Cone shapes of the tops of the Hogwarts towers as I was walking along but coult still barely see them.
    2. Super Hero Stuff

      by , Today at 04:53 AM (Cities in the Astral)
      This lucid went on long enough that I have totally forgotten the things in the first half. I do remember that I got kind of bored with flying around randomly and decided to work on a task or come up with some sort of challenge. I remember that the TOTY is about superheroes and that sort of stuff but not any details. Oh well, I will wing it and have a grand superhero adventure maybe meeting one of the goals by happen stance. I find myself in a space station but remember almost nothing of that. I take an escape pod and fall to earth. It lands in Jefferson school field, and I get out. A van full of superheroes pulls up and Nick Fury gives me instructions, criticizes me and offers me some shrimp dishes. I take a couple types but never really ate them. Next i walk into the headquarters for our group. It is worth noting that i am now not the spider man type I was in the first dreams. I am instead sort of a DR. Strange hero. The headquarters has a grand entry with lots of marble, stairs, glass, displays and a woman who talks to me as if she is giving me instructions and explaining something. I explore on a second level (forgot lots here) eventually it has transformed into more of a shopping mall, and I am not positive I am dreaming. I RC by using TK to pull mittens off a display. A DC of my sister asks how well I really have it together if I have trouble remembering that I am in a dream and mocks me a bit.
      Eventually me and a team of heroes are dropped from space into the compound of a super villain. We are immediately taken captive by Guys who look like COBRA guards from GI Joe. I notice the team leaders are not with us. I decide my mission is to find and free them. I use a spell to look like a old butler and use this to get close to a guard. I whisper a spell and it nails his head to a post with a vine and smoke comes out in little wisps. I find my way to an open courtyard and spy from above. I see the super villain's wife and bodyguards and a ninja villain. She just seems to be gardening. I move along to the mansion and levitate up to see inside. There are three guys and 3 young naked women having a party. I move along. I decide to go for help. Outside the compound a pretty woman attempts to get me to have sex with her. She is very graphically spreading her legs and pulling me to her. I almost get distracted but remember the bonus task Moonage added about some guy throwing things in your path as a distraction. I get away from what I now know was an illusion this bad guy was using against me. I get back to headquarters and rally the troops. Oddly the troops consist mainly of dozens of "Super Lawyers." We are taking off and I get stuck flying out a window but use my powerful hero bod to stretch the window frame and get out. Me and many, many Super Lawyers fly off and it reminds me of the flying monkeys from Wizard of OZ. At this point my alarm wakes me.
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    3. 12/05/2021

      by , Yesterday at 01:18 AM
      Bought a paper notebook yesterday to keep by my bed. This way I can take notes during the night, which I think is helpful for the earlier dreams. The following is what I wrote during the night: "Couch, tent, airport, East Japan, apples, to be Sol, old dusty Santa Claus". Below is an elaboration.
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      Couch

      I'm trying to find a place to sleep for the night. There is a couch, with three cushions on it, that I should be able to fit comfortably on...

      (maybe part of the same dream) Now I'm in a tent getting ready to sleep. I need to change , at least my shirt. I want to be sure that I can change without people seeing me, and look around to make sure that I'm concealed well enough.

      East Japan

      We are at an airport. This might have started out being my University campus, but somewhere along the way it becomes an airport. We travel across this place, and arrive at a section called "East Japan". I didn't know that there was an East Japan, but here we are. We go into the building, and my brother and I make some joke about whether people in Japan prefer being called "Japs" or "Nips" [sorry if this offends anyone]. Then we set up a display of some kind. My brother has a display, and I have some construction displayed that I put together. Kind of hard to describe what this thing was - it was small, and had two longish things sticking out.

      [Interesting side note - this evening I was trying to see if there were any swimming pools in my area open at night, so I started typing "all night swimming pools". As I started typing "all n-" the Bing search suggestions popped up with "All Nippon Airways" - which is the largest airline in Japan.]

      Fragment

      We are eating apples from trees. There is a section of the trees that has some tasty apples, but are a little bug-eaten as wild apples often are. I find this spot, but also walk elsewhere. Some other people find this spot too, and refer to it as the - something ["neural center"maybe?] They are referring to decay in the apples and surrounding branches/wood.

      To Be Sol

      There is a female robot-alien thing. Someone has her held captive. She eventually finds a way to defeat the person holding her captive, but now she is alone against a whole lot of robot-aliens outside the door where she is. It looks like this might be the end. However, she finds that she is able to fight against her enemies. Maybe not defeat them entirely, but they haven't succeeded in defeating her either. They shoot back and forth through the door and around obstacles. They start changing their positions to better shoot and hide. As they do so it becomes apparent that the character of their race is becoming one of war. This isn't necessarily bad, because I think before this they were mostly machines with no identity of their own. Now they are a warlike people. The phrase "this is what it means to be Sol" is present, either in my thoughts or vocalized by someone. Sol is the name of the robot-alien race.

      Old Dusty Santa Claus

      We take a dog to see Santa. The dog looks a lot like Scooby Doo. When we get to the place where Santa is, we find a mostly empty room with an old, shriveled, dusty Santa Claus sitting in the corner. He is bent over, with his head mostly in the bag of toys, as though he is rummaging around trying to find a present. This is a lot less glamorous than we were expecting, and I don't even know if this is Santa or just an animatronic decoration. There are people in the next room that seem to be having a nice time, with nice looking presents. We go over to visit the old Santa, and I think the dog is sniffing at the bag/Santa expectantly for a present. Santa doesn't say anything, and might not even notice our presence. It's like he's gotten too old and senile to be particularly aware of his surroundings. Or else he's still rummaging in his bag trying to find a present. It seems a little pathetic.

      Something is brought into the room, temporarily obscuring our view of Santa. It's like a rack of luggage or something. When it passes, Santa is gone! We don't know where he went, but we wonder if maybe he got inside the luggage and left. This situation strikes me as being really funny, and I wake up laughing [it still amuses me to think about].

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    4. 12/04/2021

      by , 12-04-2021 at 08:26 PM
      The detail of my dreams (or dream recall) appears to be improving. I'm remembering things people say more frequently. There also seems to be more variety and depth to my dreams. This might be related to my conscious effort to pay more attention to people in my waking life, decreasing my medication, sleeping better, dream journaling, or just paying more attention to my dreams in general.

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      Some scenes

      Sherlock HolmesÖ

      Someone that appears to be Jesus is talking to a little girl who is going to Church. He refers to her Bible and says ďjust donít hurt anyone with itĒ. This makes sense to me, since some people seem to misuse Christianity and hurt others. But later, this character seems to be studying a Bible and not understanding all of it. We wonder how it is that He wouldnít understand His own Book. So maybe this wasn't Jesus?...

      Visiting Uncle D--. He is getting old, but he seems to be doing pretty well health-wise. We're at the top of a staircase.[note: this Uncle passed away a few weeks ago and I attended his funeral)...

      Using the bathroom in the basement of my old house. My Dad goes downstairs and asks me what Iím doing. I guess Iím embarrassed to tell him that Iím using the bathroom, so I say ďIím filming a horror movie. It will be the 2nd scariest movie ever made!Ē

      My Dad says ďOK, have fun,Ē or something like that. I feel a little guilty for lying to him...

      A woman with a wooden leg. Actually, it looks like this leg has been fashioned out of a table leg. She seems to be walking around on this better than her old artificial leg though...

      [note: I quickly made some notes on my dreams when I woke up, so the following might be a little difficult to understand. I think it's all part of one dream. I feel as though there were a lot more to this.] Pastor D--, ruins (tunnel?), house, theyíre trying to get people to leave the house so that they can look for the treasure. Something sci-fi. Another planet perhaps? But something happened during the Middle Ages, at which time treasure was hidden...

      CatÖif you interact with the cat you learn something, I thinkÖ

      [note: this part is me making notes now from the fragments that are occurring to me. Again, it might not be very coherent.]

      Building...don't go outside?...Carriage in the canal. Overturned. Carriage is now canoe-like. Bodies beneath the carriage/boat...

      ...bodies, I think [what about them?] People dressed in historic clothing...
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    5. 12/04/21: Colorful, Youthful Dreams...

      by , 12-04-2021 at 05:06 PM (Journal #86)
      12/1: It's the Showcase round on The Price Is Right, however, like the latest edition of the video game, Decades, the top winner and runner-up podiums are switched, TW on the left, RU on the right. Drew Carey reads the actual retail price of the Showcase of the player on the left, revealing that he had overbid. He reads the ARP of the player on the right's Showcase, an attractive brown-haired girl, and she ends up winning about $45,000+ in cash and prizes; apparently both of them had a good day in the episode. The scene after the Showcase reveal made no sense, but I do remember George Gray (the announcer on my country's version since Season 39; got the job permanently in April 2011) announcing a line similar to Jeopardy! long-time announcer Johnny Gilbert (a legendary game show announcer now in his 90s) since mid-Season 38 (currently) of that show, "From the famous Bob Barker Studio in Hollywood, this is George Gray speaking for The Price Is Right, a Fremantle production!"

      A scene later, I find myself in the passenger side of what appears to be my dad's car, parked in front of a shopping center with what appears to be other cars with numbers in the upper-left corner of their windshields, likely tuners, but nobody was inside. Skies were overcast as well. This scene reminded me of dreams I had in 2012 where I was sitting in the passenger side of a car and random things happened.

      12/3: Students, likely middle to high school-age, were walking with their backpacks in the street that looked eerily similar to the road that leads to my apartment. In reality, there's a community center and a multipurpose center nearby. L.L. Bean was the manufacturer of some of the backpacks, as those were the ones with the wearer's initials on the top, as I saw a lot of students in middle school with these. I didn't see any of these in high school, however. The dream then focuses on a student's backpack with the initials "LEK", a female. I didn't get to see the rest of the dream play out as my alarm clock buzzed and my phone vibrated.

      (That kinda explains why I have a Google Images tab up in Firefox searching for the L.L. Bean backpacks with the students' initials on them since this morning.)

      -WM86/DFW
    6. Log 2408 - A Handful More of TOTY Task Attempts

      by , 12-03-2021 at 09:50 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Friday 03 December 2021

      Got a number of LDs today. There was a lot of other content, though I couldn't keep it in memory for long.

      Dream 1 - TOTY Task Attempt - Office Raider

      The visuals were dim and blurred. FA in bed. Said darkness didn't go unnoticed (the sun had long risen by that point). As such, I immediately regain awareness.

      I stumble out the door and into a black void, where I fly backwards at high speeds. This warps me into the poorly lit hallways of a fancy office building, a structure made of grey marble, potted palm trees decorating each doorway. Such extravagance gave me a negative impression of its keepers.

      In any case, this got me to thinking of the hero task, and, specifically, that I was raiding a villain's HQ. Once again, I called to Dryad to accompany me, whom answered the summons immediately. In this dream, she appeared as a withered birch, a head of leafless twigs for "hair". On my cue, we peaked through a doorway, and when the coast was clear, dashed past it. We repeated as such for each openings. Along the way, I had music from Metal Gear Solid sound in the background to suit the mood.

      Upon arriving at an intersection, we were alerted to footsteps coming from behind. And so, Dryad and I ducked behind a tree to see who was arriving. In steps a heavily armed man, his body fully concealed in a suit of black polymer armor.1 If we didn't act fast, the guard would spot us for sure. Searching my person, I happen upon a pistol. I took aim, and fired, ending the man's life in an instant. Didn't feel too good about doing that. But, a greater concern lied in having caused an alert via gunshot. Luckily, this went unnoticed... for the moment. My companion and I hid the body at our hiding location, and continued our way.

      Further ahead, we notice a wall safe at an alcove. By chance, it happened to be unlocked. I reach in, to find a metal orb the size of a soccer ball. It was peculiarly flexible, and seemed to have some kind of liquid inside. Was this the thing we were looking for? I messed around with it a bit, trying to unseal its contents safely. Dryad jabbed me with her elbow, a signal we weren't out of the woods yet. I darted from my surroundings and the object as I followed her out. All of a sudden, the orb popped, covering me in grey gunk. No idea what it was, only that it felt uncomfortably tepid.

      We made it to an elevator door, when the dream started collapsing. I did my best to cling onto the environment, to no avail.


      Dream re-entry five minutes later.

      Dream 2 - TOTY Task Attempt - City Sneak and Graveyard Skulk


      Scene 1 - Alleyway Suit-Up

      The visuals were dim. Dream re-entry. I was standing in the middle of a run-down urban street, neon lights blinking under a starless sky. I resume the task, when I remember a crucial mistake from my last attempt: I wasn't in costume. I look to my person, to find I was already in my gear (black leather touring suit, combat boots, gloves, and biker helmet). In this dream, my clothes were also studded with spiky metal rivets, especially at the shoulders and in my glove's knuckles. Anyway, I call out to Dryad, who, appearing as she did above, again accompanied me once again.

      Past an alleyway, I notice an office tower, the largest and least dilapidated site in the area. I make my way there sounding more sneak-theme music along the way. Halfway through, the scene warp.


      Scene 2 - Zombie at the Mausoleum
      Similar visuals. I was at the rusted cast-iron gates of a graveyard during an eerie, foggy night. The branches of dead trees fluttered in a cold wind. Lucky for me, my partner wasn't lost in this transition.

      We continue past crumbling headstones, when, from the mist, a figure shambles towards us. It was a zombie, a long-desiccated husk of its former self, suit in tatters. Wasting no time, I tackle the thing to the ground, which de-animated the undead for good.

      A short distance further, we spot a small mausoleum, the only structure of its kind in this dreary site. We guessed the entrance to an underground lair must be hidden inside. I shuddered to think what horrors would await us beneath. Such uncertainty causes the dream to fade away.


      Dream re-entry attempt, with no luck. WILD attempt, but I doze off roughly ten minutes in.

      Dream 3 - TOTY Task Attempt - Secret Office Basement

      Scene 1 - Another Annoying Awareness
      The visuals were slightly blurred. FA in an altered version of the upstairs bedroom at the far end. The mattress was closer to the door, and there were small tables that didn't belong there.

      While looking around half-asleep, the door suddenly opened. Several relatives barged in succession, pestering me in some way or another. I could only groan in frustration as they chattered and made nuisances of themselves.

      Pondering things further let me realize all these oddities, and thus, the dream state. I waved them goodbye, against some of their protests, as I jumped backwards into the closet. Warp.

      Scene 2 - Office Raider 2 - Underground
      Similar visuals as above. I was in the lobby of an ordinary office building, the walls colored in an unpleasant yellow. Resuming the task, I looked down, and found I was already in costume. I called out to Dryad, who immediately loomed in from behind.

      With the groundwork set up, we went on to explore the site. I arrive at an empty teller's desk, when, suddenly, a commotion from the nearest exit. Two guards, each armed with military arms and faces concealed by balaclavas, were charging towards us.2 In turn, I rushed them Just as they fired, I shrunk myself down to a few inches in height, avoiding their shots. I weaved past their heels behind them, whereupon I restored my size to dropkick one of them at the back of the neck. The other turned to counter, but I shrunk once more. In response, he tried stomping me. I jumped under easily, upon which I restored my size to give a devastating uppercut square in his groin.

      Both security officers were down, but a dozen more or so were arriving. There seemed to be no end to them. I was ready to throw myself into the fray, but Dryad stepped ahead to stop me. "I'll handle them. Now go.", she demanded. With no time to argue, I nodded, and left her behind. I glanced back, to see her arms erupt into tentacle-like vines, the wriggling mass fully constraining the entrance those mercenaries were using. For the time being, I could only hope she'd hold her own.

      At a nearby wall, I noticed an odd looking vent. I flew there, and tried shrinking myself down to be able to squeeze through the grates. It took significantly more effort to reduce myself, at least 30 seconds in all. Anyway, I start running through the ducts, then chose to hover when I found I wasn't picking up much speed.

      A minute in, I spot an opening to an underground site. By a glance, it look like a poorly lit metro subway station, though I'd sincere doubts such a place would be built directly underneath an office building. Surely, this must've been a secret bunker or such. I fall through a grate, and restored my size. It felt liberating to be away from those ducts. From above, I spotted a guard patrolling a catwalk. I stuck very close to the shadow of the walls as I crept around a corner. A wide set of steps was ahead, atop which was an open space. There, some dining tables were set up, tiki torches decorating the perimeter. A small group of figures were gathered, each wearing expensive dresses and suits. A couple in their late fifties almost spotted me, but I shrunk just in the nick of time to avoid their view. Once they were distracted in conversation, I hurried under their table, then rushed around another corner well away from the diners.

      Now, I found at the entrance of a tunnel, a mysterious blue light glowing in the distance. I took a few steps in, when the dream began vanishing. I awakened shortly after.
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    7. 12/03/2021 - Lucid

      by , 12-03-2021 at 03:08 PM
      Went to sleep probably between 12:00-1:00. Woke up around 8:00 or a little after. In the evening, I listened to a lucid dreaming hypnosis audio file. I also watched a couple of LD videos.
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      Mexican Restaurant Birthday

      Running late... I arrive at a Mexican restaurant. Someone is playing Mexican music on a TV or computer, or something. We appear to be celebrating my birthday. There are some tasty looking things. I move on to desert, and someone tries to distract me. While I am busy either eating or dealing with the distraction, I can hear people singing "happy birthday" in the background. I realize that they are probably bringing me a surprise cake.

      Sure enough, they bring out a "birthday cake". This doesn't look like a normal birthday cake. It's mostly brown in color, and there is only part of a cake. Nonetheless, I express my admiration for how big the frosting layer is inside the cake...

      Lucid in Puerto Rico

      I'm walking down a street in Puerto Rico. It is a location that I visited back in June on a missions trip. In this dream, I live there, but had been a part of the missions trip. I'm reflecting on how different it seems now that the "trip" is over. I still live in the same hotel, but I don't go to the same rooms. I don't spend time with the same people. I don't walk down the same roads.

      I think to myself something about the hot tropic sun. Then I think that I should take advantage of this climate while I live here and get outside more. But then I remember that I don't live in a tropical climate. Wait a minute...This is a dream! Now I remember the hypnosis audio I was listening to the evening before, and "hear" the voice asking "are you dreaming?" I'm pretty sure that I am, but I do a nose pinch RC anyway. What should I do now?

      I decide to play in traffic! I am standing at the edge of a busy road. I notice that, even though this is a dream, I still have an instinct to try to dodge vehicles when they are about to hit me. I try to overcome this urge and walk in front of cars and let them hit me. I don't know if any of them do. I remember one car that either drives right past me or goes through me and I see it continuing down the road as though the driver never noticed me.


      Intrigue

      Some kind of intrigue going on. There is a girl who is going up against an antagonist. She plans to go alone, but is willing to take volunteers with her. Nobody seems to want to help. I volunteer. She explains the plan to me, which involves me recording things with a video camera. I tell her I don't have much experience with that, but it doesn't really matter. The recording is more of a cover, I think. We are supposed to be journalists.

      Or maybe we are journalists. At least, I think we become journalists. Or she does, anyway. We go on our way. Our mode of traveling seems to involve sliding very fast down a hallway. She is faster, but I'm catching on to this mode of travel. Along the way, we are discussing journalism. I'm explaining that I think journalism should be objective, and not write their opinions into their stories...We get to the end of the hallway

      She takes a job at a company that I think is owned by the antagonist. The villains catch on though, and while they have her distracted I can see that they are moving a bunch of things out of the building. Documents, or something. It would have incriminating evidence contained in it, I think...

      ...There is another girl here, who plays the trumpet. I play the trumpet too, and we talk about playing a duet. Sounds like fun, so I think that I will go (either to get my trumpet and change into some required garment, or just to change). I think on my way out I'm trying to pretend that we know what the antagonists are doing, and try to give the impression that their plan won't work. Personally I feel a bit doubtful that my companion knows what she is doing. I go somewhere and try to change into a long skirt/towel/half-toga thing. It's way too long, and I end up changing back into my normal clothes...

      Is this the same dream? I'm not sure, but it kind of makes sense so I'll put it here.

      I apparently realize that I should get back and help my friend with whatever it was she was going to do. I'm on the campus of my old University now. There are a couple of newer buildings, one of which is a bank or credit union, or something. I see a building that I haven't been in for a while and think it might be fun to cut through there. But then I decide that I should not waste time but should get back to helping my friend. Eventually though, I do end up cutting through a building.

      This building has swimming pools in it. While I'm there, I check out a sign with the pool hours to see if I could take a swim there later in the evening. Then I try to continue my way, but start to get a little turned around looking for the exit. I walk into a room with a swimming pool, and try to find the way out on the other side. But this doesn't seem like it is going to lead where I want it to, so I try to walk back toward the door I came in by.

      I walk around the edges of the pool. There is a girl (possibly a lifeguard) sitting in a chair to my right and a man swimming in the pool to my left. I turn a corner. There appears to be water covering the floor here. But when I step on it, I sink deeper and deeper and realize that there was no floor at all but that I just stepped into the swimming pool. I climb back out, and see the hallway that I was looking for.

      I continue my walk, now rather soaked. Oh well, my clothes will dry out. I finally find my way out of the building...

      Again, this may or may not be part of the same dream, but it makes sense

      ...The wetness of my clothes makes my limbs feel heavy while I walk. Now I'm in a wheelchair. I think I'm also eating something. Anyway, I finish whatever it was and wheel over to a trash can to throw it away. Then I continue on my trip back. The ground is sloped downward slightly, and I try to take advantage of that to pick up some speed with my wheelchair. At some point, the wheelchair becomes an office chair with wheels. I'm gaining speed now, and come to some steps. I'm able to ride the chair down these without falling. I come to another set of steps, and do the same. There are a bunch of people when I reach the bottom. I'm going pretty fast now, and run into a guy that is sitting on the ground. He falls over, and I'm a bit concerned at first that I hurt him. I turn and look at him, but after a moment or two he seems to be getting back up and is OK...

      ...Finally, I make it back to the place where my friend was working and trying to defeat the antagonist. It kind of looks like things are coming to an end though. I go into the building at try to find her. having trouble remembering the details at the moment

      Fragments

      ...I am on my way to a bathroom. My brother is too. I'm a bit disappointed because I wanted privacy. My brother is in the bathroom washing his hands. Something about hand washing. There are also plants growing in the bathroom. There is a nice sunny spot in here...
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    8. 12/2/2021

      by , 12-02-2021 at 02:59 PM
      I slept better last night. Asleep probably around 1:00, awake by about 8:00. On the advice of my doctor, I cut back a little on my medication. I also had less caffeine during the day and evening.

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      Apple Cider

      I have two apple trees. They aren't very big, but they have a decent amount of apples on them. Somebody comes along and offers me $13 for all the apples so that he can make apple cider. After some thought and talking it over with my mother, I decide to accept the offer as long as the man picks the apples himself. He harvests the apples, even ones that aren't completely ripe, and puts them into a big bag. Then he hooks up some kind of device to the bag that pours out apple cider through a spicket. The man gives me a little display that he made with some things related to our transaction. He has also autographed it. I mention to my mother that I had thought about doing the same thing before (buying apples from the neighbors to make apple cider).

      Time travel and an assassin

      Someone has killed my friend B--. I'm discussing this with someone, and mention that I don't know if I will go to the funeral. I don't remember exactly why I don't want to go to the funeral. Part of the discussion has to do with the fact that my friend is African-American. I'm trying to say to this other person that I don't like to segregate people into "black" and "white".

      I have the opportunity to go back in time to just before my friend was killed. We are at some kind of an event, and he is up front near the entrance. I go and talk to him, and realize that he doesn't remember anything that happened after this (since this is now the past). I watch out the front door for the man that is coming to kill him. Somehow I'm going to try to prevent this. Somebody - possibly called "Dr. C -- (I don't remember the full name, but the letter C stands out in my mind) shows up. He's the one that I think is going to try and kill B--...Something about going upstairs...

      Some fragments

      A woman and her mother in a car. One of them gets out (I think the mother) and the other one pulls her back in. Or else she tries to pull the other one out and gets pulled in...

      ...I have a statue-thing beside my bed in this dream. I seem to learn that this is related to Judas Iscariot, who "had the dubious honor of" something I didn't quite figure out. Now it seems like kind of a grisly thing to keep next to my bed...

      ...A place with a lot of fire. Kind of Hell-like, but I don't know that it is Hell. There are creatures that live there. Something about escape? Escaping the creatures?..

      ...An esports game. Sort of like a cross between a battle and a soccer game...

      ...Kids high up somewhere. In order to escape where they are safely, they need to get on some planks that are attached to ropes and swing/slide out. But they have to be very careful, or something painful happens. They start there escape, but something goes wrong. Instead of facing the painful thing, they let go of the board/rope and fall toward the ground...

      ...In a house. The house is oddly shaped, a bit like a quonset hut with shingles. I'm looking for someone, and wander around outside...

      ...Talking about Gomer Pyle USMC with someone. I'm thinking about how I like the fact that he is always a nice guy in the show...

      ...I have a white sailor's hat. I like to wear it, and I notice that over time it is starting to take on the characteristics of my favorite hat when I was around 11 and 12 years old - a white golf hat similar to the one that Gilligan wore on Gilligan's Island...

      ...I'm talking with someone about Covid. They don't think it's too bad. We bring up some statistics about it, which look like a weather forecast map. There are colors on the map to show how many cases there are in some places. A nearby town has a huge amount of cases...

      Updated 12-02-2021 at 11:35 PM by 97618

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    9. 12/01/2021

      by , 12-01-2021 at 04:17 PM
      It was another rough night sleep-wise last night. I have been pushing myself recently to get some work done, which has resulted in much caffeine and less sleep than usual. I was asleep by midnight, then woke up sometime between 5:00-6:00, had tea and breakfast and studied the Bible, then went back to sleep for about 45 - 50 minutes between 7:00-8:00.

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      Gold and elevator

      I am in a building with at least one other person. We are in an elevator. There is gold hidden somewhere in the building, and the elevator is part of the search. The elevator can go to floor 5 and floor 1. Maybe other floors too, those are the ones that I remember. Floor 1 seems to be a basement. I think the gold is probably hidden halfway between two floors, but I'm not sure how to get the elevator to take us there. At some point I call the elevator. I think it is on floor 1 below me, but it passes me going up before I get a chance to get on (there isn't a closed door at the moment, an I was just going to jump in - this might be inspired by the "tree elevator" in the Myst computer game.) Somehow, I think I get back in the elevator. We go to the 5th floor and look around. Then we go to floor 1. The doors open, and my companion looks out. He tells me that it is frightening out there. Someone is orchestrating this setup, and I think it was a prank to make floor 1 look scary. I don't look out, not wanting to be scared.

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      4:45pm - I just woke up from a nap. I slept for probably about two hours or so, although I didn't notice exactly when I lay down. Attempted a WILD. Had the following dreams:

      More Gold

      People are finding gold somewhere around Georgia. I am surprised by how much they are finding. There are a couple of little nuggets, and something else that I don't think is gold. Someone is advertising that you can go there and find gold, and says something like "and you can donate to charity".

      Fragments

      There are vultures somewhere. Somebody is sharing the "fact" that vultures often have another, smaller bird with them that acts like a bodyguard...

      ...A girl named Victoria White. She has darker skin color, apparently African-American. It seems to me that there was more about her that I don't recall at the moment. [I have been trying to pay more attention to people in my waking life, including focusing on names. It is unusual for me to remember someone's name from a dream.]

      Updated 12-01-2021 at 11:01 PM by 97618

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    10. 11/30/2021

      by , 11-30-2021 at 04:11 PM
      Awake until about 5:00am. Two cups of coffee in the evening, trying to get ready for a meeting and a presentation today. Worked in the lab until at least 2:00am. Up again after 9:00am.

      Not much time to write this morning. Just some notes, hopefully I will fill them in later.

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      Working in the lab

      I am working in the lab. Somebody stops in. They point out a candle thing. Has to do with a vent/tunnel. In case of emergency, can crawl through there.

      National Park

      Walking with a dog (or dogs). Cop, I think. Dogs seem to smell something. Cops looking for something. But they looked where the dogs smell something already.

      To national park. Railroad tracks. Dog senses train coming. Dad goes down one path, I decide to join him. A-- and M-- go on another path. Mom goes somewhere. We make it across tracks before train comes.

      Fragment

      A girl is going on a "date" with her cousin. Not really a date. I don't know why they call it that.

      Snail orchids

      People carry around these things that look like large snails. It is customary to make fun of your snail, I think, and tell others something unflattering about it. But I think these are also called "orchids". There is one on the ground. It has kind of purplish foliage (it's more plant-like now). Apparently, if you touch it you get a residue on your hands that makes other things you touch taste or smell like - rotting apples, maybe?

      Updated 12-01-2021 at 04:21 AM by 97618

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    11. A couple crazy dreams.

      by , 11-29-2021 at 10:09 PM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Abandoned house

      I was with my brother in a familiar town during the day, It was summer like. My brother wanted to show me an abandoned house that he claimed was once owned by a Voodoo practitioner. We went inside the house. The entire house was small and skinny. One room had a table with bowls of ash on it and feathers, and other things that look like they were used to put curses on people. The room felt super heavy. If you've ever been in a real "haunted place." You'll know what I mean. Only in this dream the feeling became 100 fold. I felt like I was going to be cursed if I stayed there any longer. I grabbed my brother and told him we had to leave right away. I ran outside and my brother had followed behind. I don't remember much after that.

      Dad

      I had a dream about being in some house with my dad. He was telling me to learn certain things or I would be a failure in life. I don't remember much but we got arguing. He eventually said should I fail in His studies that he would use a knife on me. He produce a big knife with rust on it. I told him I won't be learning anything here especially if he is going to resort to that. He somehow couldn't argue and I left...
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    12. The Fruit Tiles

      by , 11-29-2021 at 09:00 PM
      The Fruit tiles
      25/07/20
      Lucid #13 - DILD

      Iím sitting on the sofa in my parents living room watching TV with them. I notice some familiar tiles on the programme Iím watching, theyíre white kitchen tiles and have images of different fruit on them. ďI recognise those tiles?Ē I say unsure where from. I then notice something to my right and see the wall next to me is also layered in the exact same tiles? Iím confused by this odd coincidence and it triggers me to RC. I see random scribbles of text on each tile and do a text change check. I look away, not believing it will change as Iím sure Iím awake right now but as I look back the text has indeed changed! Iím in disbelief! So much so that I donít believe it and do the check again. It changes again and again a third time. I canít believe itís a dream and I was so sure I was awake! I think I must have fallen asleep just now whilst watching TV and this was some kind of false awakening (In reality I was simply asleep in my own bed).

      I get up and walk across the room and through the door which randomly leads straight into my brothers old bedroom. I believe thatís where Iím currently sleeping and think it would be cool if I went in there and somehow found my body asleep in bed! I open the door, itís dark but sure enough under the covers is the outline of my body. I dash in and start shaking my body. ďRise and shine!Ē I yell with glee. My body isnít waking up though and I start to realise itís just an inanimate dream character instead. The dream then fades away and I enter the void. I remember to try spin to see if that can re-stabilise the dream but without a body I just feel a dizzy, spinning sensation in my head, as If my consciousness is spinning in circles. It doesnít lead to anything and I wake up.

      Lucidity: Low
      Trigger: Oddity
      Reality check: Text change
      Length: 1.5 minutes (approx.)
      Goals: None
      Lucid count: 13

      Analysis: Very low level lucid. Clearly wasnít thinking straight as I was half believing I could interact with my sleeping body in bed. A successful RC though and it was good to see that I remembered to try spinning even though it didnít work. The fruit tiles were actually from an old flat I used to live in for a short time.

      Updated 12-02-2021 at 10:51 PM by 97764

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    13. 11/29/2021

      by , 11-29-2021 at 04:13 PM
      I had a decent night's sleep last night. I hadn't been sleeping well for a while, which might have been contributing to my boring dreams. Last night's dreams were a little more engaging. At least, I felt more engaged.

      Bedtime around midnight or so, 1.5mg of melatonin.

      It may have been a mistake to look at my phone before journalling. I seem to have forgotten some details. Maybe they will occur to me throughout the day.

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      Spices

      There is some kind of rack - rows of spices are hanging on it. The spices are also people. When one pulls a lever at the side, the spices lower a notch. The lever is pulled as a repercussion for something - it's a prison of some sort. Some of the spices are nearing the bottom. What happens then? That doesn't seem to have been figured out yet. Do they let people go? Or are they executed?

      Spider fragment

      There is a spider... Was this also the dream with vampires?

      Vampires

      A vampire woman. Maybe two of them. A guy also. I walk down a hall, there is a door on the left. I enter the room. I think there is a picture on the wall of some interest.

      Interesting fragments

      There is a group of us. Some kind of an adventure. Going upstairs. We need to sneak past some people. I think that works. Something about blood samples?...

      Something else about a girl. They put some balloon like things on her head...

      Archaeology and seminar

      Doing archaeology amidst a wooden platform, like a porch. I dig down, gathering dirt. There is brown broken glass, and some metal pieces related to a fireplace. Further down, I end up in a room with fireplace tools.

      There is also a seminar going on. It is packed, and it's hard to find a seat. I sit down at the right side of the room. I notice at least one girl is still wandering around, but she eventually sits down.

      There is a board, with a bunch of notecard-like things on it. Part of the board is covered by a dark, semitransparent cover. This is to be removed as the talk progresses. The guy is talking about somebody named "Ron Trzcinski". To me, the person talking sounds like Ron Trzcinski from The Original Mattress Factory.

      At some point I realize that I left the hole I was working in uncovered. That doesn't seem safe. I go out to try and find something to mark it with so nobody steps/falls into it and gets hurt. I go into a trailer, or shed, or something, and find some "Wet Floor" signs. I go back out to the archaeological site/deck. There are some people doing construction there. I set up one of the signs over top of a hole. The other sign seems to have turned into a table or something. That still works, so I put it over top of another partially-filled hole.

      Someone mentions that they are giving gifts to people associated with my friend A--. I have been in a small group with him, so I go back up to the seminar room to try and get a prize. I vaguely remember something about balloons. There is also a table with some books on it, one of which is labelled "semi-nudes".

      Cleaning up

      We are moving a bunch of things. This might have been part of the seminar dream, I'm not sure. We are, at one point, in a large barn-like structure. Some women are pushing posts suspended from the ceiling down a track, trying to remove them I think. I feel a little annoyed, because it seems like they are trying to show off how strong they are. I look for something heavy to do myself.

      One of the heavy things involves loading a riding mower in the back of a truck (I think). There are a couple of piles of junk like this...

      ...There is also a collection of wooden slats. These go with other wooden objects that they fit into...

      I think my friend A.V. from my old Church is there. Or maybe she was at the seminar.

      Riding in a car

      I'm in a car. I think my Mom is driving. Although it seems to me that she is on the right side of the car (which is unusual because this is the USA). Anyway, we are driving south toward my old workplace (a common motif). We are going to St. Clairsville, and I think to myself (or say out loud) that I like that town. I seem to enjoy being there, and I feel as though there is some cognizance of the fact that I was complaining yesterday evening about having the same dreams over and over - this being one of them. Not being lucid, it was as though I was thinking to myself "this isn't so bad".

      We get off at an exit, and turn right around to get back on the road north. There is a lot of construction going on around us.

      Updated 11-30-2021 at 01:30 AM by 97618

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    14. 11/28/2021

      by , 11-28-2021 at 11:17 PM
      OK, let's try this again...

      Edit: I think I will start including more waking thoughts here, as they relate to dreaming/lucidity. Readers may skip this part if they find it boring (not that you need my permission anyway!)

      I'm trying to get back into lucid dreaming. I just posted a message in the forums asking for help getting into shared dreaming. I consider myself an open-minded skeptic when it comes to that sort of thing. I don't know if I have seen enough evidence that it's real, but I would kind of like to. Either way, it seems like a good way to get back to work on my lucidity.

      On that note, I realize that I have difficulty maintaining self-discipline and even interest in lucid dreaming for long periods of time. This might be due to various factors. For one, I become discouraged when my lucid experiences are short, or seemingly boring. Also, I find the journey of learning to lucid dreaming and dream exploration to be lonely. I will be thinking about lucidity, mulling it over in my mind (I ruminate a lot), and start to feel that the dreamworld is a lonely place. I also start to feel unmotivated and wonder: What good does it do anyone? If my actions don't matter, what's the point?

      But then I read dream journals of more proficient oneironauts, and long for the epic adventures and inspiring interactions that they have in their dreams. My dreams seem so mundane. And so lonely.

      Enough of that...

      I spent some time this evening reading Man of Shred's dream journal. I was particularly intrigued with the Jamie dreams, and the waking-life story that surrounds them. I feel for those two. I really hope things turn out well.

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      Dream Updates:

      I have fallen out of the routine of dream journalling. Here are some things I remember from recent dreams (not necessarily last night):

      Archaeological site

      Archaeological site...I'm assigned a place to work at the top of a large pyramidal mound. I'm a dit disappointed because that means I'll be working with really old stuff before this area developed a lot of culture that I find interesting (I don't know why the old stuff is at the top, seems to conflict with the Law of Superposition)...Someone takes a shower, we do something that we try to hide before they get done...

      Old elevator

      I think that I have dreamed about this more than once. It's an old elevator, almost what might be thought of as the ruins of an old elevator. There is a floor at the top with some old museum-like things. You can go down. I have a feeling that it is related to Quaker Square somehow.

      Other recurring motifs

      A large building, or set of buildings...you go upstairs and there is a hallway to another business...

      Roadside places where we stop for food...

      Going back to one of the old colleges...

      Airport...

      Paths behind my grandparents' old house...buildings off to the north (is that the right direction?)...

      Updated 11-29-2021 at 02:17 AM by 97618

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    15. TOTM Ring of Power

      by , 11-28-2021 at 12:17 AM (Cities in the Astral)
      I was in a nice lucid and had a female companion DC which was of one of my college girlfriends. We ran around exploring on a date. In one scene we had gone through the lobby of a fancy restaurant and sampled types of food, then we exited through a side door. It led us to a balcony on the side of a giant pyramid but everything was upside down. It looked similar to the Escher drawing of stairs that defy logic. I stared at this for a while but was unsure what to do, just being amazed. We went back inside instead.
      Eventually lots of exploring had been done and a fun date had been had. I told the DC that the date has been good and that my dream could end soon so perhaps we should fool around. She starts to please me orally and it causes me to wake. I swiftly DEILD and am back in the dream. I worry that sex will destabilize the dream and the girl is still there just as things were when I woke. I decide to try and do some sort of task. The only TOTM I had focused intent on enough to recall was the ring of power one. I explained it to her. I summoned a big solid box and wanted it to be a furnace for forging the ring. I focused on igniting an inferno in the box. Various visuals suggesting magic force and energy start dancing around and half ass images of flames splash across the image. I focus more and do not get a sustained furnace effect, but just more magic force/ energy visuals and splashes of fire. I decide this entire box is a sealed canister like when forging Damascus steel and that the ring has been forged inside of it from all the magic force, I put into it. I tear the box open and sure enough there is a really big and very gaudy gold ring. I pick it up and show it to her.
      I put the ring on to see what will happen. I look around and nothing has changed. I look at my hand and the ring is gone. I decide it has absorbed into me and that like Gladriel's, rings of power cannot be easily seen when worn. I wonder what power the ring could give as I basically have total mastery of the standard super powers when in a vivid lucid. Just doing something I can always do seems against the spirit of the task. Ah ha! I cannot always have sex without it disrupting the dream and even when I can it takes lots of stabilizing during the act. I decide the ring of power has given me the power to have my make out time with this girl undisturbed and without stabilizing. She goes back to pleasing me and it works! well for a few minutes it works, then the scene randomly shifts. Well, like most men it seems, my dreaming self is a bit of a pervert.
      In the new scene I am standing on top of a van. It is outside Grandma's house. I start steering it with TK and park it in her yard. The dream goes through a whole sequence where I cannot keep the van stable. It appears on the other side of the fence. I TK it back but it is now a food truck. I try to turn it back to a van and now it is sitting an a mound of garbage. I TK the mound away and now it is a mini version of the food truck. I lose interest and go do other things.
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