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Damn. Best lucid dream by far.

I don't really remember the beginning of the dream. I was in the old house I used to live years ago. I knew that I was dreaming so after doing a RC I wanted not to waste the precious time. At this point my awareness would be like 60%. I looked outside the window and saw the moon, but it was not the moon we all are used to see at night, but a big pale white moon. My awareness was higher than my other lucids so I took my time to make sure that it was stable and to appreciate the new world. I said: 'Okay, let's flight to the moon', so I started to run and then jumped with the intention of flying like a plane towards the moon, but I doubt just for one second and it make me fail my attempt.

Okay, let's try something else while it keeps stable, I said to myself. I looked again through the window and the landscape has changed; my old town was not there anymore. Now I was in what I would say a 8th flat. At this point my awareness increased to a 96% so what I was feeling was something totally new to me. I looked at the things in the room; the table, the chairs, the TV... I wanted to touch everything, and the more time I was feeling that reality the more amazed I felt. Went outside to see what was going on in the new city and what I saw was totally unexpected. A lot of buildings, skyscrappers and lights made me close my eyes to adapt to the new scene. I saw no one in the city and only could heard the light sound of the wind. The city was decorated like we were on Christmas, but with ice statues and figures. I took one of the decoration figure and left it thaw on my hand, as the slightly temperature made me shiver.

'Wait, I haven't looked at the sky'. Holy shit. The sky almost made me cry because of its beauty. I almost couldn't see a piece of dark in the sky because of the amount of planets floating up there. The white pale moon was still there, but a little bit bigger and surrounded by even bigger planets. One of them made me make a weird sound. A big, big, big planet was standing there, while it seemed to release a purple gleam. It was like it was alive. I took a sit and looked 'till the end of the dream. 'There are other realities, now I'm completely sure of it'.


When I woke up tears started flowing down my cheeks. I was not because of sadness, but of happiness. I suddenly got a feeling of insecurity because of how small we are compared to everything. I felt so vulnerable. But it was not a bad feeling at all.

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I had watched some youtube video about all the satanic symbolism in music videos and performances of so many artists nowadays. There's always been people saying that rock is evil and shits like that, but the connections they made were really far-fetched. But you look at so many of the pop stars nowadays and you don't even have to work hard to find metaphors for satanic stuff, they are just so straightforward about it. I also watched some of these video clips, who are said to brainwash you with subliminal messages and I wondered if you watch them with a strong aware mind, do they still affect you? Probably something, but not as much as if you're a zombie consumer with no control of your own mind.
Anyway, all night I was haunted by demons and visited by the devil himself. Not my first time, but it is always unpleasant, to say the least.
Throughout the dreams, I keep fighting blood sucking demons, some more like vampires, some more like dragons, who chase me and my friends, coming out from every dark corner. They try to lead us down some tunnel or cave, which at first we thought it could be a safe refuge, but then as it goes deeper and darker, the more demons seem to appear. So I push everybody out and we barricade ourselves in a house. But the demons are sneaky and can shrink to fit the tiniest openings and enter the place. I am almost bit by a tiny black dragon-like demon, but I kill it.
Then they seem to all go away. Me and a couple of friends spread to different divisions of the house to check the windows and see if they are gone, but then I hear something horrible. I run to meet my girl friend and she is hanging from a dark shadow in the ceiling by her instestines. She is still alive, but clearly in shock and agony. Then my male friend also appears and screams in terror. Then the dark shadow drops our friend on the floor, instantly assumes a vampire like shape and attacks him. Bites him on the neck, then rips his scalp off and finally chews off half of his face. Now I am in shock and nauseated and I can't react.
The he assumes a human form and approaches me slowly. He seems to be enjoying whatever plans he has for me. He moves around me, at the same time terrorizing and seducing me. His hands are green with sharp claws and he explains, that he will rip my chest off and pull out my heart. I can already feel the pain but he doesn't go through with it just yet. Instead, he drags me to a room and bends me over a bed and says he'll sodomize me. I feel drowzy and strangely aroused, but I'm still thinking in the back of my mind how I will escape this.
That's when a loved one appears in the dream. I hear the voice of this person from outside the bedroom and I regain my strenghts. I must protect this person at all costs. The demon seems to have been caught by surprise to, as he loosens the grip he had over me, mental and physical. I kinda realize that I can just walk away and by denying him his power over me, he is indeed powerless. So I just walk out of the room and I escort this person away from here. And then it all ends and I just wake up.
So I guess it's true that these videos and music can lead you to dark places. It's the power of suggestion. Some would say, no magic there. I would say, it's just different wording. No matter what you call it, what matters is the effect produced. Weak, suggestionable minds will let themselves get caught by it and even if they are not aware of the grip over their subconscious, it is still there, creating fear, submission, acceptance of shadowy domination without resistance. So, beware of what you listen and watch and idolize, because it is not innocent and playful, it really shapes your mind.

Morning of February 28, 2014. Friday.



My brother-in-law Bob (much younger in my dream, possibly only forty, while I seem to be only about twenty) and I are out near what first seems like the ocean, but should actually be the Black River area of the Mississippi in Wisconsin. He tells me that it is too windy to fish, but I am not concerned. I cast my line out anyway and the hook blows back into my hair a few times (but does not get entangled or injure me). Eventually I drop the line closer to shore where it is rocky just under the water. There are several fish about the size of a larger bluegill. They have orange bodies with black stripes and are like a mix of striper, bluegill, and crappie. Bob calls them stripers, I think, though there is possibly another name I do not recall.

We go a short distance north where the water and shore is very different. There are people all in a line along the high bank overlooking darker water and it almost seems like we are inside a huge building. I notice a large fish in the water and so I swing my line down near to where it is. I watch the fish come up and take the bait in its mouth. The water is murky, yet I somehow perceive everything clearly.

“Pull back,” says Bob, “Set the hook.”

I pull back and the weight is extreme. When it comes out of the water, it looks just like Monstro from Disney’s “Pinocchio” movie, angled more upward over time, even with the sketchy (cartoon) appearance. Everyone else is watching. It seems unlikely that I would be able to pull it up and out of the water (especially considering that the embankment is fairly high from the water’s surface), yet I do, and as I do, it becomes smaller and more like a large largemouth bass as I swing it around and to the other side onto the ground. For some reason, I get the impression that people think I had never caught a fish before. Bob does not seem to have started fishing yet, but I consider that there will be more to catch here.

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The whale is the emergent consciousness precursor, though its transformation into a largemouth bass is typical dream state transmutation by way of RAS mediation and neural gating in subliminal awareness of being in the dream state. My dream also features the common water lowering waking symbolism. The whale appears as the image from “Pinocchio”; Monstro. This is autosymbolic of the dream self being akin to a marionette, that is, not the real conscious self identity in waking life, though with the potential to be controlled within the dream by the conscious self identity. However, in subliminal recognition of being in the dream state, the whale does not swallow me (which would otherwise be autosymbolism for my dream self being coalesced into consciousness), and instead, passively becomes a largemouth bass as the emergent consciousness factor by way of neural gating.

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Journal Entry non-lucid #47 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I fell asleep by accident too early.

Dream fragment 1, 8ish-2:00 am." A successful college student":
I found myself a class room, MA, head of the STEM organization peaked into our classroom. She walked inside and she walked next to this guy that I saw one time in the math department, in Waking Life. They brought him cupcake, and congratulated him on finishing college in 2 years. He had double the classes said my counselor. I turned around and saw my friend, AL, talking to my cousin SA. I started talking to him, he walks out the front door, the front door was made out of glass. We walked out into the grass my cousin and my friend were trying to do back flips. I thought if I should do one but I didn't want to show off. My cousin AL showed up, he joked about how he could do a back flip.

This little boy showed up and and smacked a little girl. We didn't notice that children stood next to us. We picked her up and shamed the little boy for hitting her. He ran around the premise with food in his hand. I became angry for some reason and took the food from his hand and started throwing it at the wall.

I turned around and see my chemistry teacher cutting wood with some sort of contraption. He backed me up in what I did. He said something that both made me laugh and made me happy. I went around him and I saw my friend GO from High school. He asked me how much money I made and he tried to sell me a PS3 game. The cover of the game had a picture of a guy, most likely a motorcycle guy wearing a helmet and black leather outfit.

I realized that a lot of dreams do connect, the transition was a simple head turn. I would have thought that each of these dreams were separate from each other but they were all in the same dream.

So after I got up for WBTB, which I use now to study for an exam. Since I found out that dream state help with memory. My premise: If I get up in the middle of night and study I would retain most of it.

Dream fragment 2, 4:58am-7:00am." Mathematical dispute":
We were in Calculus III class, the class room looked small. A guy went up to my math teacher and asked a problem. He is a smart guy and pretty confident in waking life. But in the dream he stuttered and shook. My friend showed up and started explaining how he solved it. I argued with my friend about a problem the math problem. The problem had a sec^2(t) and he said that he got sec^3(t) when he took the derivative of it. I said that is integration. The derivative of sec (t) is sec (t)tan (t). I became equally frustrated and angry.

I don't like the dreams in which I am doing mathematics although I like math. It is my nightmare. I am always frustrated or angry. The equations never make sense or the numbers are off. And I am off on a wild goose hunt trying to solve, what seem like an unsolvable problem.

Dream fragment 3, 4:58am-7:00am."":
I had a dream and I had a girl I liked but friend too her from me. I saw GO's brother. I talked to him and asked if he seen GO. *environmental change* I am now inside of my house the walls looked like walls of a cave. I wrote stuff all over the wall and I wrote it in a circular fashion. I don't recall what it read. My sister walked up to me and she said I should have been awake earlier.

Possible dream sign:

Emotion: Angry (x2), Happy (x1)
Context: Doing mathematics. Environmental change. Dream Character appear after turning(3x)

There was a beautiful naked girl standing on the sidewalk. The only thing she had on were reading glasses. I looked at her and kept walking where she said I had to go. I turned around and said "Let's do something tonight" she responded "I'm not hooking up with you". I told her "That's not what I said. I said let's do something tonight. She agreed and I can't remember what else happened.

The only thing I remember of my dream was getting a boobjob from a blonde girl I was hitting on. She didn't wanna go further but I do remember driving around a suburban zone and C. Alexander, L. Hernandez, and T. Jackson. I also remember holding my dream journal