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I'm sitting in mrs.hadaways class and she's teaching about dyslexia. Let me remind you she's originally a business teacher.
I remember her saying something along the lines of: dyslexia is a dangerous disease. it consumes everything you eat.
I raise my hand and she calls me: Isn't it weird that a micro-organism can affect our body with great precentage? I recall myself saying. And she just looks at me dumbfoundedly and I look around the class and it's silent. Then she says, "Uhm. Yes."
I begin to walk out of the class. Then all goes black and at first i think i'm blind/ someone turns them back on and my vision becomes blurry. I fall to the floor in mid-panic until someone comes and gives me their glasses. I look up and see a girl in my view. Her name is Sarah. She takes my hand and lifts me and we start to walk out of the school.
We're in a room, on a bed. She's lying on top of my with her head on my chest and her arms resting under my back, as though hugging me.
She starts to kiss on me from my head to my legs. She then pulls off my pants and starts to give me a blow-job.
After sucking for some time she stops for an unexpected reason-- the tip of my penis comes off. I blink and swallow the spit lodge in my throat. Then I croak: did the tip of my penis just come off? She says Yes. "Well put it back on", I say
And she does.
She climbs over me and says: I'm going to bed
I reach over to give her a kiss goodnight, BUT she only pushes out her foot and tells me to go away.
Sarah leaves from my dream.

Soon comes another girl. She's naked, trying to take a picture of herself in this irregular pose. She is on her knees with one hand holding her up with her ass high up in the air with her loose hand trying to capture an image. I remember thinking to myself that her ass looked like the ears of a stuffed teddy bear, then I snicker and ask: what are you doing?
I don't recall her answering. Then I say something else, like: "I bet you get all the guys."
She has really long hair and caramel skin. She's lying on her back now with her legs half-way apart. She's gorgeous.
"why dont you have a boyfriend?"
She says curtly: "I do. In New York."
I remember one time she and I made-out but she wouldn't fuck me. It all makes sense. Long-distance relationships get lonesome time to time. I don't blame her.
" Oh" Is all I can think to say.
And that's all I can think to remember.

I suddenly appeared on a field, the sky was morning blue and notice groups at the far distance. I started walking over there and as I got closer I could tell there were students lining up behind 3 other teachers. I realize my line was up front and proceeded to get in to position. That's when I heard one student behind me trying to conjure up a joke. But was having trouble remembering my name in order to do so. He tried a couple of times, which made me think he'll most likely never get it right. However on his last attempt he got it right to where I thought that was convenient.

That's when lines ahead all began moving forward to the school building. As I enter inside I realize I was dreaming due to the sensation and the gradual build up of the realization. But I decided not to ruin the non-lucid experience by playing along. I notice our classroom door was the first right beside the exit. That's when someone grab my arm and I heard the teacher say she needed to speak with me. While dragging me outside, I notice the morning blue sky was gone. It was simply more brighter. I then have an FA. Lucidity Time: 19 seconds.

I was false awakened because my stereo was blaring. I crawled out of bed, and almost tripped on my son who was lying on the floor, and then I proceeded to turn the stereo volume down. I couldn’t believe my son would come and crank the stereo up in my room on a Saturday morning, but I was too tired to complain. I went back to bed.

I was false awakened again because the music was blaring. Without getting out of bed, I first yelled at my son to turn the music down, with no avail; followed by yelling at my wife to turn the music down. They both didn’t answer. I crawled out of bed and went to the stereo, my son was no longer in my room, the volume was turned down, but the music was still blaring! I went behind the stereo cabinet, and yanked the power bar out, and unplugged everything. The music stopped, ah peace and quiet, I can get back to lucid dreaming. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep.

I was false awakened again because the music was blaring! What the heck is going on? I crawled out of bed for the 3rd time, and the volume knob was turned up on the stereo (again). I decided to turn the volume down again, but still leave it playing, so then maybe somebody wouldn’t crank it back up. I crawled back into bed and went to sleep.

This time something different happened. My body was asleep, but my mind was still awake because of all the false awakenings. I was lying in bed with my eyes closed in total darkness, but I could hear the music blaring for the fourth time. I slowly realized these must have been false awakenings. I decide to get up and go have some lucid dream fun, but I couldn’t move, and my eyes wouldn’t open. I then decided to do my OBE exit technique where I jump out of my body and land beside my bed. This worked! My vision was very blurry, and it wasn’t very bright in my bedroom, but I could see a woman standing right beside me, with long, dirty blonde hair, wearing a long, blue gown or nighty. I immediately hugged her, naturally, and realized it was my daughter! I said her name in surprise, and then I woke from the excitement.

DEILD. Transition but am still lying on mat. Body feels incredibly heavy; I RC, but almost just "go back to sleep" because it is so hard to move. I reason that that would be pointless, however, because I am already asleep. I decide to get up, and as I do, my body becomes lighter and lighter, and until I just fly out of bed. I run out of the room on all fours.

Cats are out in the living room. My father's cat is here, which is odd, and he eyes me suspiciously as I come charging out. He seems scared, and then attacks and bites me. I hit him in face with a pillow. Then try to make friends. He seems pissed. My wife then comes out of the bedroom. I suddenly realize that this dream is scary, and things could go wrong if I let my emotions get worked up. So I still my mind and focus on people liking me

My wife seems happy to see me. She tells me to go get ready for bed, because she wants "quality time." I consider telling her this is a dream, but I do not I wake up.

I am reading a secret/restricted Jehovah's Witnesses' text called "Watchtower" In it, a discussion about a certain river where initiations and enlightenment have occurred. I go to the river. I am swimming up it, into a cave. I have a vision/flashback (?) of Gurdjieff trying to bring someone to enlightenment. He gives this man a baby. The man is at the river for the purpose of enlightenment, and is displeased to have to take care of a child. Then he becomes attached to the child. He fears for its safety. Gurdjieff comes back, and turns the child into dust. It sinks into the river. The man is devastated. Gurdjieff explains:

"At first you did not want the child. You were blown by the winds of karma one way. Then you wanted the child. You were blown the other way. Now I have taken the child, and you suffer for it." The man asks if he is close to enlightenment. Gurdjieff laughs and says there are many stages.

I swim back toward the mouth of the cave and down a small waterfall. The river has become a water park, and I accidentally bump someone coming up the waterfall (?). Segue into a FA: "wake up" at a pool. I am wondering if this is a dream when my wife asks the same question. I nose pinch and can breathe. We walk around the pool together; not super lucid, as I think my wife is real. We see a girl DC. I start fooling around with her, and she starts to rub my wife's breasts. My wife pulls away, and says it feels uncomfortable. I think to show off my dream control, and order the DC to run across the street. She does, and a path appears for her to run on. I urge her onward. Finally awake into a FA; my wife is awake, and I question her about the dream, but she says was not there. I assume it was a just a "normal" LD and return to sleep. I then wake up.

Dream WILD: Talking to my aunt on the phone; we decide to LD together. We enter the dream, and try to help some man find his daughter. More of a semi-lucid, although I was aware I was dreaming. Tough call She tells me about using LDing to contact my dead grandfather. She keeps calling it "remedying" though (like REMedying . . . .)Another FA with my wife. She has her nightlight on. We talk about something, and then I go "back" to sleep.

A dream about not being able to fall asleep. I finally take Sageous's advice to get up and do something else. I decide to make some tea. I use AnotherDreamer's recipe, made out of sunflower leaves and apple chips. I start eating the apple chips. I check my watch twice as an RC, and the numbers do change, but this is not enough to trigger me. In fact, I think I ignore it altogether.

WILD at bedtime. Lots of body vibrations (not normal for me) and then transition in NREM. The sensation is similar to diving under water, and all of a sudden the world is quiet. I wait for a bit to see if something will happen. A helicopter appears. We are flying. I imagine that it's snowing, and begin to hear jingle bells in my head. I silence them, though, because this seems like a military dream, and those are out of place. Once the scene sets, it is snowing

I am set down on a watch tower. A man on a tower across from me yells, "Let's move it, rookie!" This seems to me like a Call of Duty dream. I tell him to extend the drawbridge to me. He drops a ladder to the ground. "No, John," I say, "the button underneath." He fumbles for a minute, and seems like he is having trouble. I remain calm. Can't remember what happened, but think he extended the bridge, because I remember being very pleased with my dream control

I somehow make it across; while I am running over, I try to recall the other tasks besides the snowball. On the other tower, inside a room, there are some dogs lying on a bed--two pit bulls, black and white spotted. I recognize this as my "doubles" dream sign, but of course don't RC because this is already a dream. I go down the ladder, looking for snow. It seems it has all dried up, but I think that if I run around the corner of the building, there will be some left. There is. I run over and pack a snowball. Cold! My feet are cold too, but I remind myself that it's a dream and that it isn't real cold. I start climbing the ladder with the big snowball and wake up.

FA. "Awake" from stress dream with wasps. I am lying in the guest bedroom at my aunt's house. I am disappointed that I did not become lucid. Thinking about getting up, but don't want to. I then hear an all-call: "Wake up call for [dream uses my full name]." Really? I imagine this must be a dream. I nose pinch. Sweet! I am relieve to be lucid after a tough night. I find it difficult to phase through the bedroom door; it finally just falls off of its hinges, and lands flat with me on top of it. I am thinking about the winter tasks. I head out to the kitchen/patio area. Before I get to the main door, I imagine snow. I even hear sleigh bells in my ears. I open the door.

Nothing but green grass. I decide if I run up the street I might find some snow. I am heading out the screen door when I am confronted by a little squirrel with big bat ears. He is trying to get into the screened-in area. I remind myself that this is a dream, and then let him in. He latches onto my leg, and begins climbing up me. I'm nervous about him biting and really don't want him on me. He climbs up and nestles between my neck and shoulder. Eh . . . . I keep expecting a bite on the neck but it never comes. I am trying to ignore him and continue my walk down the street when I wake up.

It began that I was commanding some army in a building, we were setting up lines of defense on different floors, an abraham ford was one of my commanders. I told him and his squad to relocate. Eventually we were being overran by some force, and so we called a retreat. I was racing down stairs to get to the bottom of the building, but stopped for some reason. Then I kept on going but the enemy troops were closing in. They were gaining too much ground on me, so I entered a room, it was grey and was elevated above another room and had stairs with reddish brown railings. There were three other smaller rooms, I hid behind the door of one of those rooms. I saw the shadows of nazi soldiers running down the stairs, but then a nazi officer swung the door open (or closed in this case) and captured me.
Suddenly for whatever reason I'm several years younger. No older than 12. I'm in a little cell (probably 10 feet by 10 feet) thats in the corner of this room, its of medium size. It has two doors on either side parallel to each other and one was parallel to our cell. There was also a window lighting the room.
There were several officers that talked to us, and the oldest and in charge said something to me, and I retaliated with "Whatever, wrinkle face". But then I decided that I was going to try to talk my way to freedom, and insulting them would be a bad start, so then I complimented him on his wrinkly face. There were three other kids in the cell with me, two boys and a girl. They didn't particularly know what was going on, but for w/e reason the nazis favored this one kid and let him come out of the cell once in a while. One time he came back neutered (he told us) and he started to become quiet. And then I noticed my computer was in the cell with us, and I turned it on thinking "man, I could load a previous save to before I got caught!", but I realized I didn't have a monitor and turned the computer off and went back to plan A. They eventually put a white curtain over our cell, though it didn't cover us completely and we could lift it up, we usually did this to talk to the guards. Suddenly there was a poster with a happy man and woman on the wall, and so I thought that if I could get them to bring up my parents, then I could convince them that my lineage was not what they were wanting to exterminate. Though, they never did. I was always worrying about the showers, it stressed me out badly and I wanted to get out before they tried to kill us. I even contemplated ways of suicide, like snapping my own neck. But I feared I would mess up and only give myself a spine injury or live the rest of my life as a vegetable. I then wanted to embrace the death by shower, but I knew it wouldn't be an instant death and so I just tried to find a way to get out.
Then some man came in, he had huge eyes with dot pupils, and a mouth with spikey teeth. He didn't look realistic, though, so it wasn't freaky. He took the other kid and took him to a backroom. We were worried for him, and suddenly we heard him screaming, and something in my mind knew he was getting castrated. Eventually, I got stressed enough to were I was freaking out and I was like "this can't be real, it has to be a dream!" and I yelled at myself to wake up and I did.

But on a lighter note, before this, I had a dream that me and my mom went to go pick up my black grandmother (even though my grandma irl is not black), here name was Guilimero, and she gave me a lot of food. We were driving in some grey car. That's all I remember.

I also had a lucid dream, I was in my room and I tried some dream control, I tried summoning a dream character to come in my dreams and tell me I'm lucid as I've read someone did before. It didn't work, they weren't there. Then I rubbed my hands together, and began spinning. The world went all crazy and I felt my body feel all weird, like mass shaking. I was outside in some field. That's all I remember of the lucid dream, but I know there wasn't much more (I didn't even remembered it when I woke up, I somehow remembered)

Hi Lucy,

It has been a busy week for me! Last week I was so busy with grading finals, inputing grades, graduation, etc. (I'm a teacher) that I could barely get any practice in. I still have good news because I have been keeping up with my dream journaling. Last night all I can remember was dreaming about sex. A type of sex dream so intense that I woke up 'throbbing, thumping and pumping.' I also woke up pissed because I was reaching for my husband and he was not there. Of all the Saturday mornings my husband had to work, this was the one!

By the way, this wasn't any old type of sex dream and I'm not talking about a scene of 'gentle' love-making...I'm talking about raw, primal, nasty, sloppy, acrobatic, stop what you are doing and stare SEX! It was the type of sex that started on the bed...then falling on the floor...forced up against a wall (upside down by the way)...then finally ended in a closet buried in clothes. Oh yeah . Welp, I have to go now...I have to have sex

12/19/14 DEILD I ended up waking from the last LD and lay still in bed thinking about how strange the appearance of the woman I had spent so long trying to find all those years ago. I attempted DEILD and appeared in a dream outside what appeared to be a school. The same DC came out and now I was pretty sure it was in fact my new DG in the woman's role. She stopped first and talked to her Ex (body gaurd?) I noticed that he was getting fairly old looking. She took my arm and we talked while we walked. It was a very contented feeling dream. She stopped and turned me towards her and gave me a small sweet series of romantic kisses (very short and non-sexy). Then she was gone.

I went on with a fairly normal seeming LD, but will list a few notable parts. I decided to run and would take leaps letting eachone get longer. If I went too high An impression of powerlines would be seen ahead of me and I would get blown backwards. I tried this 3 times and had the same result. So, I appeared to be in a training area with a short ceiling. Interesting, but not suprising as I have been a bit wild lately and probably need a short leash.

I was sleeping in a hotel and people made noise talking outside. I snesed the dream fade so I convinced my mind that School kids were all around in the dream. Now the voices were inside the dream. Before long the visuals became blurry. I had to stop and focus on my hands to regain the full dream. I ran into the man she had reffered to as her EX. I was tempted to talk to him, but he seemed hostile towards me. I heard someone else call him "Combat Frank". Weird.

Shortly after this someone came up and looked like a childhood friend. They grabbed me and messed with my hair saying it was messed up. Eventually I was more awake than asleep and decided to give in and wake.

12/19/14 A couple decades ago I had a dream goal about finding a woman I had a huge crush on. I spent over 20 LDs actively attempting this. I never did it. Somehow my mind must have felt it was a violation of some sort. I one time got close enough to interact and she kept her eyes down and walked away from me with out speaking.

Last night I think the new Dream Guide took her form for some reason. We spent a lot of time together with her in that role. It was just a pleasant date with lots of arm in arm strolling and one small little kiss. I mean the kind of kiss that would be harmless if you saw your 10 year old kiss that way (a innocent peck). In the dream she was often going over and talking to an older man with out me briefly. She said he was her ex. He was always in the background. I know my first DG had a bodygaurd she ended up marrying, and this relationship looked sort of the same. He also seemed to have a smoldering animosity towards me (as did the one I just reffered too.)

At one point she entered an area surrounded by people and I was held back. A couple men appeared like bikers and seemed hostile. I told them I was waiting harmlessly and implied that if they tried to embarress me I would fight back. They backed off a bit but kept in the way.

I am now forced to wonder if this "new" DG is somehow the same woman as my first DG. Nothing in her mannerisms suggest it, but now I am not sure. The first one and me parted ways after her marriage feast, because she often stirred up conflict between me and her bodygaurd. This new(?) DJ is very soft in manner and affectionate. The first was often terrifying when teaching and forceful when affection entered the equation (as if I was a pet).

Late to meet someone, I am walking quickly down the road. I reach a train crossing just as a train does and have to wait. I walk right up to it, standing a few feet away as it rushes by. Looking down, I see two golden vajras protruding up from the platform. I think that maybe this is a bad idea in case it derails so I step back a bit. As soon as I do, I see one of the train cars sway, and hit a bump, jumping off the track. All the cars behind it are pulled off the tracks as well, and it jack-knifes off the tracks, one of the train cars slides off right where I was standing.

I see another train approaching, but on a parallel track as the first one. It hasn't derailed, but I don't know what it will do when it reaches the first one. It's coming in fast. I don't know if it will be safer to run away the direction it is traveling, or against its direction of travel. If I go against the direction of travel, I'll run into it sooner, but also I'll be upstream of the trouble sooner.

I decide on upstream and quickly run. The second train going 90 mph hits the side of the first derailed train that spilled over to its track, and it is pushed off the tracks as well. Pushed off the opposite side as me, I feel relief from danger. But only until the car that is pushed off the tracks forces the one behind it to bend the other way, where it hits the back of the first train and stops, sending the rest of the train flying off my side of the tracks.

In mid-sprint, I duck, and feel the train fly just inches away from me before it smashes into the ground, dirt flying everywhere like an explosion. I feel a strong continual blast of air as the train continues to rush by, totally filling the entire area I would have been if I ran the opposite direction!

I walk down the tracks to see if anyone got injured or trapped that I might be able to help, but it seems to have just been a freight train and no one else was in its path. Walking down the tracks, I notice a bunch of stairs leading up to the tracks - the only remains from some old industrial buildings that have been dismantled. I don't see much of the foundation, just the inner stairs following the nap of the earth.

I walk up one of the stairs, and notice a few sets of golden 4 pronged vajras built into the tops of the stairs, and in other places of the foundation that just now becomes visible. I feel like there were forces and beings beyond my comprehension that helped me survive this.

One of my friends comes at me, totally distraught over the loss of her friend in the crash. Which is odd, because no one else was there, but I try to find her friend anyway. We find a man who has a 3D map of the entire Ft. C. city, and he gives it to me. Quite a nice map really. My friend realizes that her friend is okay, and we continue on our way. I walk into a building and try to spit out a huge wad of gum. So massive, I don't even know how I got it in my mouth. Other people come in right as I'm trying to do this to brush their teeth. I have my tooth brush with me as well, and they comment that "we're brushing our teeth too!" I get the gum out and throw it away.

20.12.2014

Mocking the dream without knowing I was dreaming. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on vacation at my parents, so this is more notes than anything... i am busy to write the whole thing down, but with this summary I will remember the dream. They were very long.

12-19-14
I had several cats at home, many of them were kitten versions from my current cats. They did get well along and once I got one kitten version from each of my cats and upon showing to my wife I told her, "This is worth a reality check." I was mocking like if I was dreaming (without knowing I was dreaming.)

12-20-14
I went to a catholic church to talk with a bishop and see how he would counter with fear about the benefits of psychic mediumship. He spoke like in togues and could not understand. I brought Buddha's and Lord Ganesha's statues and art and decored the church. The bishop seemed happy and I brought a lot of people. I wanted to take over the church and turn it into a Spiritualist church and remove all religion from it. I had people coming and they brought us free candy. I did four reality checks in a row and got false positives (used the same one) and on the fifth, I had six fingers, and yet did not turn lucid.

This is rare for me, and happened two nights in a row. The energy in my house is very different from my parent's and I am not used to my old twin bed and not having my wife sleeping next to me (my paretns it is a small apartment and my wifes sleeps in the studio and me, in my old tiny room.)

*It was lengthy, non lucid recurring dream. Only the first part with playing games and presence of my classmates is new.*

I was playing Baldur's Gate on my PC, but I get bored after a while and turned it off. Then my friend appeared, and wanted to see the mod for Half-Life I'm working on. First, I looked at textures first, and they were quite good. Next I turned the mod on. I saw everything from the mods hero point of view, and felt everything he felt. I started underwater, and swam up to the surface. It was cold and dark. I got out in some kind of lab, the alarm was turned on. I went to the corridor, turned around and frightened escaped from zombie. I ran until I found myself at the edge of enormous pit, filled with water. Without hesitation I jumped in, diving into water. I turned the game off, and looked into the level editor. I saw lots of errors. I thought that I'll finish the mod later.
I turned the PC off and went through the door. I found myself in some kind of research facility. One of its rooms was placed in the outer space. I saw a man opening the gate to the space, and women in the astronaut suit. She was afraid to go out there, so I tried to push her inside. For a while I was her. I was afraid of going into the void. I felt that the siut is slightly bigger, I was really slim. I went back to my perspective. I wasn't forcing her to go there anymore. I stepped back, but the void started to suck her inside. I tried to help her a few times, and I made it. The man closed the gate, while another one wanted to go into the space. He was wearing the astronaut suit, and went outside. Next I saw a woman, who is working in the labs. Tall, slim brunette with slightly dark carnation. She entered her room, and showed me a sign to come with her. Suddenly I felt that I love her. I went inside. There were lots of laboratory equipment. She called also another man, and I escaped, feeling that she will dump me for another. I was running away from that room, and chosen the doors to warehouse. I saw a few classmates there, but didn't wanted to talk with anyone. I wandered the warehouse area for a while, then one of them wanted to talk with me. She was a little higher than me, brunette with dark carnation. I know her a bit in reality. I ran towards the stairs again, and went through the doors.
Suddenly I found myself at the rooftop in some kind of city. It was late afternoon. Everything was dusty, like there was lots of air pollution. I couldn't smell anything. Everything i saw was a little distorted, and had a film grain like in old movie. There was a man with a rifle on the nearby rooftop. He was wearing dark green t-shirt, and jeans. His hair were dark brown. Two more men joined him. One was a policeman. The police officer took the rifle, but he couldn't resist and shot. Another policeman from the city shouted at him, he was mad. Suddenly, the bullet ricochet and hit the policeman in the torso, but nothing happened to him. All of them went somewhere, out of my sight. I grabbed the cables to slide to another rooftops. I felt the heat, my hands hurt. Eventually I found myself on the road. Whole city was empty. Then I found myself in my room, lying in bed. I changed the TV channel, and saw some kind of a movie for childs. Without any additional thought, I changed the channel again. But before I could see anything, the dream ended.

Morning of December 20, 2014. Saturday.



I find myself firstly on my own at my (deceased) sister Marilyn’s house. It does not come to mind that my sister had not lived there that long after I moved to Australia or yet that she had died in February of this year. However, I do begin to remember that many of my relatives had died fairly recently. In my dream, though, I soon but incorrectly “remember” that my sister Marilyn had died a couple years before my mother.

I seem to have died as well and am presently in a transitory state prior to where I will then be “living”. My sister actually appears (as she was when about thirty) and sits down next to me in the living room. I ask her how I died and she tells me about seeing atomic bombs in various parts of the world on the television news. In the back of my mind, I wonder if I will be seeing my wife and children. I ask her where her husband is. Apparently he is still alive somewhere.

Eventually, the setting becomes surreal, but not directly threatening or nightmarish. I find myself in a different region that is apparently some sort of long-term “limbo” or type of purgatory. The supposed “leader” or main authority of this place is the god Pan, who seems quite narcissistic and somewhat sadistic. All of the other “people” remind me somewhat of “Grimm’s” (the television series) Wesen characters, but not specific ones. One girl in particular is being “punished” over time to the point of appearing ill and weak. However, as this is a form of limbo where people have already died, she cannot die again (at least at this point).

She is apparently being tortured (in a supposed religious sense) for her prior lascivious nature. However, being physically “punished” for lasciviousness or consensual pleasure with someone else’s righteous sadism sounds insane, as if this limbo universe has become corrupt at the liminal stage after one dies. In the back of my mind, this causes me to question the entire nature of religion and the concept of righteousness itself. How I had not “automatically” reached this understanding as a child causes me to dwell on the “Land of the Living” also being corrupted somehow, to where falsehood is religiously impressed from a very early age, and which may actually be relative to why death itself exists.

In the back of my mind, I am trying to “remember” who Pan really is in this scenario, though I am not yet lucid. Some of the other people who have supposedly died recently are smaller animals now, which has something to do with their lack of willpower. Although Pan is still technically Pan, he now has a few subtle squirrel-like features, including the ears. It begins to dawn on me that he may actually be a “disturbed” person I have only ever read the journal of in reality; an older male who is against sexuality, against having a family and especially against having children, while at the same time elevating animals to the level of human sentience, including squirrels. This would explain the “Grimm” Wesen presence in-dream. I am not looking forward to being tortured and mindlessly “judged” by someone else’s skewed idea of religion or spirituality, and even though I am not yet fully lucid, I begin to take full control of this other dimension. I believe that continuous mental alchemy and “truth incarnate” will “fix” this limbo universe.

I start by healing the girl Wesen closest to me. It may be a younger version of my wife, but her persona is not fully defined. I place my hand on her chest and I remember that she also needs to reestablish her strength and awareness from the inside to take full control of her own physical presence in this dimension. My fingers merge into and below her skin to interface with her arrhythmic heart and I tell her to focus on and affirm “I am restored to my healthiest state” although this slightly corrupts into “I restore myself to my healthiest state” (which I can hear her saying a few times) implying omniscience over the passive “thank you for restoring me to my healthiest state” implying that others exist in this universe (other than the unified “I am”). It is however, important that she recognizes her omniscience to be fully protected against Pan. Eventually, she seems to be healthier and steadier on her feet and I feel her growing stronger and more “complete”.

When Pan approaches me and assumes an authoritative pose, I easily pull his heart from his chest and it eventually crumbles in my hand, flowing like sand from my fist as his body falls apart into small pieces. At this point, the scene shifts…

Pan and the Wesen girl and several others, now all fully human, are lying on their sides unclothed on the deck of a large ship moving through waters near Antarctica, seemingly back on Earth - and we are all in living bodies again. “What the f—?” shouts the former Pan, now shivering and appearing very vulnerable in contrast to his former faux “glory”.

I mentally create a thick jacket and outfit for the girl so that she is not cold (as she no longer has the fur of a Wesen). It is “painted” onto her as she stands up. The former Pan says something about religion, sin, and dreams and I say “Oh shut up you narcissistic fake - you know nothing about dreams” and the scene immediately shifts to distant outer space. It is as if I mentally lift and “throw” the entire ship we are on into outer space, even with pieces of ice and globs of water following us in the momentum for a time. However, we are now millions of miles from Earth on the other side of the galaxy. The immediate setting still seems the same but it is now like an imperial cruiser from “Star Wars”, though that is not what it actually is. It is a spaceship, though, being piloted by aliens that have never seen people from Earth even though they are exactly like human beings themselves (except more intelligent, it seems).

We all go inside and walk around. It is very spacious. I ask one of the males if his planet is called “Earth” and he says no. He says that they had only studied Earth at times and watch the television and radio transmissions of humans as well as the nearly endless “false” dimensions and religious realms humans create. One male says “It looks like Pan’s realm is gone”, watching the distorted horizontal bars and static on the monitor where that realm had existed prior to my dissolution of it. “It was him,” says another male, pointing to me, and I am seen as a “hero” in a sense and am given an extensive tour of the ship that seems to last a long time. The ship seems to be powered by the ice of comets being slowly exposed to plasma from stars or the manipulation of Bose-Einstein condensates and perhaps a form of magnetism - I see pieces of a recently taken comet in a large room. Another tells me that they will take me (and the others) back to Earth. They are all extremely friendly and accommodating in every way and not at all condescending regardless of their superiority.

I feel extraordinarily happy; comfortable in their presence, and secure. I stand on the deck of the ship and assume there is an additional oxygen layer (in spherical form) around the ship, which allows one to freely see all of space and still be able to breathe. I am correct in this assumption, and I also notice that the aliens have set up a holographic section in front of the ship that seems to be showing the ending credits of a movie (perhaps to make the former Pan feel more at home). It seems silly to be watching the closing credits of a movie superimposed against the backdrop of “real” outer space while standing on the external deck of a huge alien spacecraft, but it does not concern me that much. I feel subtle movements inside my head (which I have had in dreams before but which are not possible in reality) and “harmonic” sensations as I seem fully open to the aliens and the universe itself “reading my mind” completely. I welcome this. I am fully open. In fact, the more open I am, the more the dream (and the universe itself) is fully and solely “mine”.

I admire the beauty of Earth as we approach…still feeling fully open to any telepathic force that chooses to “read” me. Because, above all, I have endless faith in who I am and any imposition would only validate me further. I can feel the energies in my head shift to a more defined harmonic resonance. It feels fantastic.

I had two very intense, albeit short dreams last night...

Dream 1. For a brief IRL context...I got an MRI yesterday, IRL, for my injured knee. The sports medicine doctor I saw thinks I tore my meniscus. In the dream, the guy who did the MRI was telling me I moved too much during it, and I would have to redo the entire thing. If you haven't had an MRI, they are NOT fun. You can't move at all for about 20 minutes straight, and it's extremely uncomfortable.

Anyway, the doctor had a screen with the outline of my body on it, and there was some yellow marking around my chest area (I think). He told me that was where I had moved too much, and I was like...nooooo D:

Dream 2. So this one was religious, heh. And quite unlike any dream I've ever had before. I mean, I go to church and all, and I enjoy it, but I don't usually have religion based dreams. I had this dream that...Christ came back to the earth and was judging everyone. O_o I was standing with my dad and my tulpa, and a few other family members and friends, and some other people I didn't know. We ran with him as a group and then stopped and stood. There were probably 14-20 of us.

He asked us if we obeyed all these commandments, and I remember everyone said "YES!" because I guess we were all really righteous people, or something. xD And I was partially nervous, partially excited that my life was over and I was going to go to HEAVEN and all those good things. Then I woke up, and was incredibly disappointed, because I've got to, well, wake up and live normal life and things. xP It's all good.

IRL, next semester's gonna be rough....If I get into all the classes I need and the job I want, it may not leave much time for sleeping. :/ But I'll do my best. It'd be nice to at least get 7 hours of sleep a night. I'd also like to post around these forums more, but I guess that all depends on time. I'm swamped, but I'm sure I could get on at least once a week or so.