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I took a nap for 3 hours and before I woke up I had a very lucid dream of me floating around in my house looking and feeling very real, In the dream I could feel my head throbbing and a little bit after I woke up I feel electrical impulses from my brain.

kind of trippy, somewhere there are lots of buildings and mechanical objects. Once again realize I'm topless and I recognize I'm dreaming. Lucid immediately. Flying around these urban landscapes, wondering what I want to do. Called for J but nowhere to be found and I was ok with that so I conjured my subconscious. It took the shape of my older male cousin. I asked how come I can write beautiful music in the dream state but I can't remember it once I've awakened. I'm stuck when writing music in real life but it is amazingly easy to do while dreaming. My subconscious said that I need do "real' work on myself, both inside and out. Marry the creative with the physical life. Stop living in my head. I also asked what should I be doing with my life - the answer was I'm a long ways off to getting the answer to that question. Do more work.

I asked about J not showing up. Subconscious said I'll have to wait another week or so.

Then there were storms brewing off in the distance - looked like tornadoes - I felt like I was going to wake so I rubbed my hands together to stay grounded. Went to the basement of some monstrous building to wait it out.

A WILD:
I began by floating down into my cousin'ss body and looking up towards the sky. I was my cousin and was with his two brothers (my other cousins obviously). I felt an intense shuddering sensation the moment I entered the dream, as if my body was shaking. I bent down to ground myself in the dream by touching the grass I was standing on. After that I stopped shaking. I looked around and it was dark and there were lots of starts in the sky. To my right by about 4 feet was a good sized tree. I was on a grassy hill and about 20 feet in front of me a long, white picket fence ran across the hill. I turned around and saw there was a lake, the shore of which was about 40 feet from where I stood. The moon was large and reflecting across the water. (As I recall, I'm realizing how beautiful it was.) I turned back around and noticed my other two cousins and a group of men. Apparently we were being held captive by them and they were leading us somewhere. They led us to the top of the hill and around a small bend where there was a small, round, wooden door to some sort of underground home. One of the men stepped up to open the door but was stung by a few bees that had strayed from the beehive that was hanging next to the door, almost in the exact place you would expect a porch light to be. He ran around the bend and on of the other men looked at a third man and nodded in the direction he ran, as if to say "Kill him, he is of no use". The third man took off after the first. As far as I know, I still knew I was dreaming (though I never performed any actual reality checks during the dream, something I hope to get better at). The next thing I remember was me holding a gun with a silencer on it. The gun was like a p90, with a long rifle butt attached to it. One of my other cousins (not sure which one) had a gun too. I'm not sure I consciously spawned the guns or if they just appeared. I also noticed that it was just me and my cousins, alone. There was no trace of any of the three men and we were back closer to where the dream started out rather than in front of the circular door. This is the only part where I'm 100% sure I knew I was dreaming: I told my cousin to watch this and set my gun on the ground. I then took a few steps away and turned to face the gun with my hands stretched towards it. At first nothing happened but when my cousin made a move to go pick it up, it zipped from the ground into my hand, just as I expected. The next thing I tried was my favorite part. I pointed the gun at my younger cousin and fired, expecting the bullets to come out in slow motion - matrix style - which they did. He dodged them like Neo from the movie. I then pointed the gun at my older cousin and did the same thing, still with slomo bullets, except he didn't get out of the way well at all and one bullet struck him in each leg. At this point I start becoming hazy on the details but I think I recall both cousins chasing me, not sure though. I think I lost lucidity at this point and left this dream entirely as the next thing I remember, I was in a dark barn or shed with several men and lying on the floor were about 20 body bags. We were told by somebody that we had to perform cavity searches on the corpses...I, for one, just watched as the other men opened the bags and reached inside (disgusting I know). That is the last thing I remember.

Cool first experience. Must try more things out.

Background

Note: Keep in mind that this Journal is for me to record my dreams and look back at what adventures I've had. It's not meant for you to read, but you can still read if you want. Just know its not meant to convince anyone of anything, I don't care.

My little brother found a powerful spirit (we nick named him 'Mask' to protect his identity) in the spiritworld that he made a deal with. The deal was: My brother would go through 5 fucked up zombie dreams and Mask would give me full lucid dreaming abilities. Last night, I could sense Mask waiting for me in my dreamspace, but I had a bit of insomnia and finally fell asleep at 4:00. As the night grew later and later, I could sense that Mask was getting tired of waiting for me to fall asleep and had something to do. My assumption is that he slightly altered my dreamspace/mind and left, like a make shift bong (no I don't smoke).

The Dream

(This part isn't lucid) So I was at my cousins' house on the 1st floor. Apparently it's my birthday, so my uncle points to the sliding-glass door and says there's a surprise for my out there. Something about having sex with my step aunt (don't ask). So I go out there to see if he's for real and there's nothing out there. Just a hose and a mini pool. He starts to bolt for the hose, and I start booking it around the house. I vault over a small picket fence and turn the corner around the house. At that point he kinda sprayed me. I looked around the corner and saw him coming with enough cord to reach around the corner. For some reason I was tired, but I ran around to the other side of the house. Telling myself to keep going just like a Marine, even if Im tired. For some reason I jumped to the ground just as I crossed the corner. I had to force myself to roll over the backpack I was wearing. During which process, he sprayed me a little more.

I went into the garage and the fucker finally ran out of cord. But I know he was just joking and stuff. From the garage, I walked into a hallway that was in the house. I think I force jumped up to the second floor, next to the stairs. I landed laying down on a hallway, with railing next to me. Looking up, I saw the third and fourth floors. The hallways, doors, and family walking around, just what I could see from my vantage point.

At that point I realized I was dreaming. I got excited and thought of the real world for a second, but remembered that would wake me up. So I focused on the dream itself. Then I remembered to stabilize the dream. I said out loud, using will," this dream will last for 100 years." I acted quickly on the stabilization and said the first high time limit I could think of. I walked around for 3 seconds and woke up.

I went straight back to sleep and had another 5 second lucid dream. That process repeated 2 more times. Totaling about 4 lucid dreams with an average time span of 4 seconds.

Debrief

I was hella excited I finally got into lucid dream, but kinda pissed it lasted only moments. The lucid dreams toke place at about between 12:00 pm to 4:00 pm. Later, I talked to my brother and Mask in real life (yes I talked to a spirit). I gathered that Mask left before I fell asleep, but left me a little lucid-dream-juice, if you will. And that if I go to bed at a decent time tonight he'll come into my dream and teach me everything about lucid dreaming and fully activate my lucid dreaming so that I naturally have lucid dreams instead of regular dreams.

This dream occurred to me this morning. As you can tell, my mind is consumed with university-related themes right now. I will post the remaining journals from February to June sometime later.

Here I was, at the University of Waterloo's Student Life 101. In a group of a few students, many of whom I didn't know, we walked inside this building and took some pamphlets.

The room was somewhat cozy and old-fashioned - perhaps it was the residence building on campus? We packed our stuff and headed down the hallways, me remembering my toiletries. By the Sun angle and time of day, I was walking east.

As I entered the bathroom, I was reading the pamphlet, describing a student's experience at the university.

A female student wrote inside: "I enjoy fam sessions and walkout sessions".

Instantly, I was taken in my mind to a scene where the pine trees stand tall in Saskatchewan, yet the grassy fields were all over. A thought popped into my head: "the difference between boys and men when they have a problem, is that boys ignore it, and men ask what they can do to fix it".

Perhaps it wasn't that concise. Either way, I thought: Replace the F with a J and then we're talking. *Revolution!*

There was much anticipation on either end, and some towels were possibly in the room. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, and went to check the website to find info on an English Proficiency Exam, including bloopers.

I dont remember much. I was with a girl named Brianna. I know her in real life. She has a thick build, but still beautiful, ya know that perfect balance? She is very attractive. Anyways, apparently we were 2 years into a serious relationship. We were driving around going on errands. It was nice.

I really should I have wrote this when I woke up not just before bed, lol. So I had dreams, very fuzzy fragmented ones at that, and now I'm about to go to bed and remembered I forgot to write them. Oops. I don't even remember what these notes mean

Dream One (notes): Woods, Swim, Boats interview

Dream Two: I dreamed that I went to put some sort of leave in conditioner in my hair, but instead accidentally put honey in my hair instead. I was trying to rub it out, and it just wasn't working since I put so much in. My hair was a huge sticky blob. It was awful! I remember it so clearly though, and thinking it was so real and that I was SUCH and idiot, ha ha.

Dream Three (notes) Replacing plates, Kids meals

Dream Four: This wasn't a fragment before, but all I can remember now is that I was looking for a birthday friend or my BFF's sister. I was at the mall looking at a book store, and noticed they had Harry Potter books on sale. I almost bought them for her, then wondered if she likes Harry potter as much as my BFF, and if she does if she doesn't already own the books. Then I realize the books look JUST like my books, missing the little paper sleeve and everything. I remind myself my books are on the shelf at home though, and leave. As I walk out, some random guy in a white apron and chef hat asks me if I'd like to order a chicken sandwich O.o

I visited an area with a sandy shore of a shallow river and thickets. The tide had receded enough to form half of a sandbar across to the other side. The sky was a beautiful grey. I wanted to know where this was so that I could locate it again in the future. I was there with my mother and there were quite a few interesting people there. It seemed that they understood the true meaning of this place, and I didn't but wanted to understand. Seagulls rose up from the other side of the shore and began to fly over, and I took my cell phone camera out and try to snap a picture, but I both had difficulty with the interface and also found that the picture was shaking up and down every once in a while, to the point that I couldn't get any good pictures. The seagulls arrived and one began to bother my mother. As a method of dealing with it, at one point, I cut myself and let the blood flow, but sealed into into a clear plastic baggie and put it away into a larger bag that I carried in my hand. A somewhat creepy man came up and proposed trading information for my blood--apparently my blood qualified as a kind of currency according to the rules of this place. I somehow sensed that it was something really precious and that I couldn't possibly let someone else have it, so I refused and attempted to walk away with my mother. The man pursued me a short ways and continued talking to me, again letting the conversation move in the direction of what I didn't know and then proposing an explanation in exchange for the blood, but I again refused.

Someone walked into the wide north entrance of the princess's chamber. Someone, a young man I believe, was lying there dead. They stopped in shock, and then the scenery rewound and switched to the dead person's perspective to show the circumstances that had led to their death. That person was, I believe, the young man. While I can't recall the details well at all probably due to the fragmented nature of the narrative, the scene of how he came to die ended up stopped when he entered a bathroom and found a young girl, his sister, resting peacefully yet clearly dead in the shower area. Now the scenery again rewound to her perspective. It turned out that she was a princess who was loved by her mother. However, due to some trivial issue that somehow drove some others to an extreme emotion, girls around her age who were her attendants, along with some adults who were also her attendants but who did not side with her somehow, became enraged at her and put her hands and feet in manacles with chains locked into the floor, then took turns shoving her around at each other and into the wall, not allowing her to sleep and causing her pain and severe stress from her struggle to prevent severe injury. At one point, she risked calling out to her mother for help, and her mother even happened to hear her, but it was so quiet that she thought it could very well have been her imagination, and took her time walking over to the princess's chamber, during which time the attendants removed the chains from the floor and locked the princess into her bathroom. When her mother the queen arrived, the attendants played dumb about the princess's screams. When the queen asked if she could see her anyway having come all the way to this section of the palace, they said that the girl accidentally wet herself in excitement or something inane like that, which the queen who doted too much on her daughter's past immaturity accepted, and left. It might be that from that point on, she never left the bathroom, but her condition gradually worsened for some unusual reason, perhaps a magical affliction or perhaps a lack of some medicine, and she died. She had only just died when her brother returned to her side, however. Also, it appears I didn't mention in detail the brother's past, so I'll do so now. He was out in the world trying to address some mysterious circumstances, although he wanted to return home soon. While his sister had a beautiful dress and long, straight light brown hair, I believe he had short brown hair and more casual yet practical and well-appearing attire. During his time out, he at least communicated once over the internet with a strange girl who seemed to know a lot about what was really going on and had a lot of personality, appearing to be some kind of magician or hacker or both. She had mid-length dark red hair. Also, at some point, either the brother or the princess had communicated with a fourth party, a young man with short blue hair and a serious attitude who was a very good fighter. Actually, I think that he had briefly crossed fists with the other young man. In any case, for some reason, that brother had become collapsed and apparently dead near the south entrance to the princess's chamber. But he recovered shortly after and headed into the bathroom where he found his sister dead. Shortly before that, however, he ran into the red-haired young woman and blue-haired young man, both who seemed roughly the same type--rogues who used magic. It seemed they had arrived on some business that connected to the circumstances of the palace. They had a brief exchange, but then the brother entered the bathroom and found his sister dead. However, when he went to hold her, she somehow woke up.

dream : comments : lucid

12th of June, 2012

The first thing I recall (though I know there was more beforehand) is floating on a wooden plank in an underground river opening heaps of tubs of margarine to find treasure. Carrying on down stream eventually lead me to my friend R's car (which is an awesome BMW) so Nooks, R, Acka and myself all decided to get in and go driving. While tearing down the road we realised we were being tailgated by some dude on a motorbike without his headlights on so we tried to lose him but he did a wheelie and kept following us. It got a bit anxious-feeling and at one point R mentioned having machine guns in the headlights that he could use if need be. After a lot of driving we ended up in a storm-water drain/skate park place and were doing backflips in the car to get away from this guy who was now on a push bike instead.

Finally we stopped and got out and I tried to jump up onto a ledge with Nooks but couldn't pull myself up. At that moment the bike guy approached me and started being all... suave yet scary.

This guy was awesome. He was handsome, sophisticated and eloquent with a strange darkness about him. I told him I was wary of him and all of a sudden Nooks just started kissing him.
I lost my shit and started freakin' out but Nooks didn't see what the problem was, saying that he was way cooler than me anyway. She kissed him a couple more times and then I totally flipped and started pushing them both around and throwing them against walls and stuff. It got a bit hairy and thankfully I woke up, in an intense sweat.

The dream was cool though, so I tried to re-enter it and shortly found myself back in R's car angrily driving to a beach to vent my frustration. When we got there, we started applying sunscreen and then I realised that the whole scene was a terrifying deep red colour and when I looked at myself I discovered I was getting really sunburnt. Someone said "The sun's broken; it's exploding soon" or something like that and I looked up to see an enormous red fireball in the sky. I looked around in panic and we were all starting to blister and peel and I think trees were starting to smoke.

Suddenly I found myself in a large, scholarly hall of some description with Nooks and a couple of random DC's. A guy entered with some playing cards and seemed relieved to be holding the 4 of diamonds as opposed to another card, saying "Thank god, this is the good place. The others went to the bad one." which I took to mean we were in heaven.

At some point during the proceedings I looked down to discover that I had this horrific, pus-filled, scabby horrendous shingles-like thing going down both my sides. Eugh. Just thinking about that makes me queasy. Heaven my balls.

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I was in an underground lair of some kind and fell down a large drain with Jono. We could hear an alarm going off and when we finally struggled back to the top I discovered I worked at a Nuclear Fusion lab and it was about to go into meltdown and explode. There were screams coming from outside the whole time as people began to find out what was happening. I managed to fix the problem by turning off the power-point and turning it back on then went outside and released some helium balloons as a victory sign.


Pretty nightmarish kind of night, actually.

A looong street, reminiscent of Bacolod's Lacson Street. We tried crossing the street, but there are a lot of cars. We decided to take the overpass. It was a weird overpass for two reasons: 1. It does not cross over the street but rather to the same side of the street, and 2. we have a "jump" down on the "other" side, rather than walk down the stairs, which was not present. The roof also curved down to where we should jump.

At a home. Some people. Talking.

Just as the title says.

The Green and White Snake
I recall this dream starting outside, it was during lunch with everyone outside. There was some commotion, I guess some kids had happened on a snake or something. I walked over and was amazed by its colors, generally don't recall ever hearing of a white and Green snake ya know. I noticed some people decide to throw a few rocks over to which I move over to shield the snake from, eventually I just picked up the snake n walked away. I recall then being in some kind of pet store, there was a woman that worked there (based off her khaki attire) showing me this kind gel like substance, saying that the snake would enjoy the use of it on her scales (I guess the employee knew the snake was female). And that was pretty much the end of that dream

In the Bush
This one I believe started with me just kind of walking through some jungle landscape. Eventually I came upon a solo velociraptor, (utahraptor size) Fileromie scale.png - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
I wasn't scared or anything, ended up following it to some kind of hut/in the ground kind of home. Became a little bit of an interesting dream from that point, so i think i'll leave it at that.

Death of meh mum
Pretty much just that, I recall that she Had died, now how, and the funural/service. The weird part of it all was that her head seemed all shrunken from view.... like it was there, but even though it was.... it was to small to see... freaked me out when I woke up back when I was so young, ended up sleepin on the couch waiting for my mom to come home from work XD

Choice (graphic, gore)
The oldest, and still kind of disturbing dream I can recall having, was way back when I was little. It was a rather dark one in my opinion, specially for being in early elementary school. It started with what seemed to be my mom, asking me, whether, because for some reason one of had "to go", which one she should choose, me, or my older brother. It was a fucked dream from the start, I didn't know what to say, I didn't want to die, I in my age told him her since he had experienced more life than I. Then I remember her asking my older brother "which one?" to which she pointed at a spoon and a serrated knife. Well I guess the means of taking his life was to be disembowelment, because I remember my brother asking if he could have something to eat, and being told that doing so would only lead to a bigger mess.

I've had someone recently suggest that lucid dreaming may be dangerous, because were not letting our mind dream as it wants to, as in showing you things you need to see, to "decompress" of which he says this is just him theorizing off of his own logic, nothing more. I'm sorry but I'd rather not decompress then, cause dreams like those leave you not in a good state when you awake, mainly because they are the True Nightmares, the ones filled with disappointed/dead family/friends. Ones within reality that you cannot see to be false during a sleep state with an untrained mind.

Even the ones of war and undead, the ones I play games of when I get bored, even those have become tiresome, because they are a waste. Sure it was nice in the one where I was with a group, despite not being able to put faces to them, that I was able to help them for the brief time I was with them. Sadly the majority of them are me by myself, just moving at break-neck speeds, stopping to grab this or that and then onward.

I just.... want to go to peace ya know. Just a nice day up on some grassy knoll, with the single tree on a bright sunny day, maybe some coconut chime in the back-round clanking occasionally, calmingly. Shit maybe even have a picnic, nice large white sheet out on the ground with a bottom-less basket filled with all the noms you could ever want. Maybe when we finishing eating well say who cares for the mess of the white sheet we've left, n just decide to paint on it, as to hang it later for remembrance.

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Just something nice ya know.

First one I could remember was rather early. I can only realy grasp a little of it, gets graphic near my end dreams

Where we were living, we had these 2 airplanes side by side, one facing north/south the other facing the other way. They were pretty much non-flyable, setup more as a hangout.

It was an early one like my first lucid, I seem to noticed i'm losing out on whats going on.... and make a concious decision "must remember this".

After that I have vague memories of just.... a lot of different guns. I can't remember if I was in either a war or undead situation, just remember inspecting the different weapons.

The last dream was the most real visually. Me and my bf came up on what I thought to be like a bus stop or somethin.

I just remember seeing some large bodied... i don't wanna say officer but i do wanna say security guard. I remember getting pegged with a rock in the head, not nicely, n i turn to see some young girl sitting in the driver seat of a truck, likely around 15/16 tops, I just turned back to the guard n said "should stop her now, only gets worse from there". In the mind i had in the dream, it was a rather deliberate intentionally painful kind of rock.

(warning: drug/sexual references)

Then all of a sudden I me and my bf were in a room with them , the girl n the truck in the guard, and some other older chick, seemed a bit closer to the guards age/size. Pretty much chillin like you would with your friends, in this trashed room (just stuff strewn all about). I remember holding this bong/somethin that had like.... 3 inch diameter bowl, just filled with nugs on it XD..... I kept remembering I was wondering who had a lighter. Then all of a sudden I notice the guy and the younger girl are smoking fking crack.... I say nothing, just thinking what I had said to the guard earlier in my dream. He goes to hand me some n I just say "nah, I'm good, only smoke the herb". He seemed, and I wondered if he was offended.

I'm stuck in that for a moment, before turning and seeing the larger woman pretty much going to town on my bf with her mouth, him seemingly trying to climb away, at which point I stood and just angrily said to him "alright, cmon, time to go".

As we turned the hallway..... I noticed We had our own room right on the other-side of theirs, all of our stuff inside it. To which I think I got some fear, like hell was about to break loose. I thought "i'll get the owner of the house", so I go to the final door, and I see some gaunt shaggy blonde haired dude mounting n stuffing (in the sexual sense) this other chick over hte side of his bed. Seeing this I immeadiately went to close the door and and thought "busy...."

I went back to what felt/seemed like my room, I told my bf to get the shotgun as I picked up a bb gun n looked around the corner back towards the first room.... after moment I noticed a bb flying towards me.... I remember it annoying me, but no pain of course. I pulled back into the room and just told my bf to hand me the shotgun. I had the thought to go back to the first room and start making some demands but, I woke up before I tried doing so and before it possibly got ugly.

I was at this old hotel called Havarti's, and my dad's old college buddy was there and we partied in a pool with hot girls. Oh yeah. And all the guys in the pool were naked and trying to get the girls to get naked. Me and a red headed girl wandered off then I woke up.

I dreamt that I had a bigdaddy doll, and I had to freeze my wife cryo freeze my wife for some reason and I kissed her frozen body to 'let her know' it'd be okay.

I dreamt that me, Ryralane, and my friend Kori and some other people I don't remember play some sort of card game with Ellen page in like a surfboard shed on the beach.