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3/12/2014
Actively pursuing lucid dreams is a very difficult task for me because I have so much trouble sleeping. Last night started off well. I woke up after a dream, but didn’t look at the time. I remembered some of the dream. I woke up after a second dream at 2:30 am. I remembered a small fragment, but I knew there was more. I tried to relax and let the dream come back to me, but it just didn’t. I was frustrated. I lay in bed from then to now and just couldn’t fall back to sleep. So this morning I’ve only had 4.5 hours of sleep and feel horrible.

Dream 1 – Back at the store: In my dream I was working back at the book store where I worked in my late teens. I am standing behind the checkout counter and there are several customers in the store. The man, who looked like a 50-something year old biker (long graying hair and beard, beat up black leather jacket, and dirty blue jeans) he is holding a framed picture. He starts to yell out for all the customers to hear that he tried to return the picture, because there was a red ink stain on the frame, but I refused to give him his money back. I’m very angry because I can remember that the man came in over a year ago and tried to return the picture after he spilled ink on the frame. The man heads for the back room of the store, and I know he is going to try to seal something. I yell at him, “HEY!” and stare him down. He backs down and walks away. Then one of his friends, who looks like the father from Duck Dynasty, tries to sneak into the backroom. I see him and yell at him, and he backs off. I wake up.

Dream 2 (Fragment): The only
thing I remember from this dream was looking out over a large parking lot. There were mulch covered islands with dogwood trees planted on them. The trees are covered in beautiful pink flowers. I vaguely remember sitting cross legged on the floor of a dressing room in a cloths store.

I decided to share some of my more interesting and memorable journal entries on here just for the fun of it. This is going to be my first entry.

I was in a dream wasteland with no rules. I had made a contained fortress around me so that these gigantic creatures that would shoot huge beams of energy at me wouldn't hurt me. While exploring my fortress I had discovered a flaw. One of these creatures had breached the fortress, while thinking that I had in fact made this part of the fortress thinking that it couldn't be breeched. As soon as I realized my mistake I ran. The huge creature took off after me. I ran around the corner to avoid its wrath and any chance of being destroyed. I hid outside the ruins of a convenience store, being that my fortress was made of a little town that was no more. When I hid on the side of this store the dream suddenly switched to a third person view. There was no longer a humongous creature after me but in fact a woman who sought after me for whatever reason. I knew her intentions were not right though. She called out for me and as soon as she passed me I didn't hesitate to take action. All of this was still in third person, by the way. I took out a gun that shot out a ray of energy and paralyzed her. She cried out for help and told me to stop. I didn't hesitate to kill her because I knew what she wanted from me. She wanted me destroyed. I can't recall anything more after this incident.

Nothing at all, literally nothing.

Fragement: Muffin
I am eating a muffin with Chocolate Chips. It tastes Delicious.


When did I dream this?
I can't remember but it's cool.
I am watching some sci-fi TV show with my dad. The show centers around a human colony on another planet that gets attacked by aliens. The human colony is this huge glass building that is four towers connected at the top by these glass bridges (an interesting architectural design) and the building is built next to this plaza with a huge tree in the middle. The rest of the colony looks industrial and has docking bays for spaceships.
The plot of the show had something to do with the colony getting infected with "red energy", a secret plan done by some aliens that converted it from a human colony to one of their colonies. I can remember the glass wall building converting into a twisted alien building and the big tree becoming this landing tower for the alien ships. the alien ships looked like flying ant heads with big pincers of the front that spat out green plasma bolts.
I don't recall much about the actual characters. I can recall there being a father-son duo of Russian security guards that escaped the base before it was converted.

LD#81
So I was going through some dream about the layout of a town or city. Now I wasn't lucid at this point and the dream was not very clear. I ended up going inside of a video game store and finding out that there was a greenhouse type setting inside the store.
I began walking around the greenhouse setting and some other dream characters were attempting to converse with me on some things. I walked toward the back of the greenhouse and tried my best to shut them out and tell them that I wished to be alone.
I got to the back of the greenhouse where there were a number of small sticks on the ground. Now these sticks were rather strange because they were not natural looking. They were like small wooden construction sticks, like a toy or something.
And for whatever reason, I thought that it would be a good idea to try and lift the sticks with my mind. I started saying "Lift" and concentrating on one of the sticks and it would levitate. I began using increasingly complex movements to pick up the sticks and place them into a plastic bucket.
Wait a second, I can never move things with my mind in real life! ...so that means that I must be dreaming! Oh, F**k yes, a lucid dream!
I stand back from the area that I am focusing on and find that I am in the basement of my own house.
"I'm dreaming! Stabilize! I will not wake up!"
Clarity begins to come in, but I am not quite satisfied.
I stomp my foot on the ground and get a better feeling of my dream body.
I rub my hands together and get some weird visuals when I do. When I rub my hands, I look at them and I see waves of what looks like TV static in all colors spread out and hit the sides of the room. When the waves hit the sides of the room, it becomes more vibrant and lifelike.
I make my way upstairs and notice that I feel naked. I get upstairs in the bathroom and look in the mirror to confirm it, and, Yes, I am naked. I close my eyes and think to myself. "Okay... underwear, pants... (I feel these clothing items appear on my body, this is weird by the way.) do I really need a shirt? Nah? Let's see if I can make myself look totally buff! Just for fun!"
I open my eyes and I have black pants on and while I'm no bodybuilder I certainly look more muscular than in real life.
"Not perfect, but whatever. Let's go outside!"
I look out the window by the front door to my house. It is nighttime and snowing. Let's see if we can change that.
"Set time: Day" I say to myself.
It becomes day outside.
"Set season: Summer"
The clouds clear and the snow melts down by a few inches instantaneously. But I want to get rid of all the snow. I repeat the command four additional times attempting to remove all of the snow. Once all of the snow is gone, I step out into the yard. It is warm, and the grass is green.
I look up and see that the sun is behind the house and that the front yard is in a shadow. I might want to go to the backyard where it is lighter, but instead I decide to try and move the sun.
"Sun: Move to Here!"
It fails.
I recall one of my other lucid dreams, where I grabbed hold of the sun in the sky and moved it with a voice command.
"Rrrgh! What was that command!?"
And I realized how long I had been doing this and how many different voice commands I had been through.
"Sundial!" I attempted to move the sun in the sky with my hand. It failed.
I just give up and think to myself about what I could do next. There are no dream characters about. I can't recall what the TOTMS are. I thought about my powers. Perhaps practicing some firebending or flying. My guide is nowhere to be found.
I then just begin to think for a moment, as I examine the empty dream world about how advanced of a lucid dreamer I've become. I think about some of my old lucid dreams, such as the first one that I ever had and think of how many dreams I've had, and how now, I am just familiar with lucidity. It's just something that I do. Okay, I'm not like some of the lucid dreaming gods out there, but I've gotten pretty good...
It was around this time that I spotted two of my cats from WL. They began fighting and I yelled at them to stop. They stopped for a few seconds then went back to it. I decided to just wake up by watching them fight. I awoke.

edit: I actually put this lucid dream in at around 4:30 AM. At around 5:00 I ate breakfast and at around 6:00 I took a shower. At around 6:30 I went to bed and slept for another 90 minutes (so until 8:00. And this was what ended up happening while I was back in bed.)

I listened to dream music. And I'm going to say that this was a lucid dream because I knew that the music was coming out of my mind. It was a lucid dream with no visuals. I was just in "the black" Something that I don't think I've ever heard of before. That or it was just a hypnoponic hallucination that I grabbed onto.
Now I don't know that much about music, but I will describe this to you as best I can. The song sounded electronic with a sort of synthetic piano and drum beat. The drum beat was stable and the drum sounded really deep, almost like a sub-woofer in a car. The synthetic piano sounded buzzy and obviously electronic, but in a soft, smooth way. And the piano seemed to have a sort of pattern of going up and down very fast creating really complex patterns. The third "layer" was these electronic beeps. They were subtle, but still they were what I was concentrating on the most. The sound was just so strange, but so engaging that I could really describe it. And had a pattern, but it changed a little bit in pitch and length. You would hear six beeps and then get a break for a few seconds where the Piano portion took over. The beeps sounded somewhat soft and deep for a "beep" sound and actually made the other instruments sound quieter for the moment they were played. The song wasn't extremely exciting, But not relaxing either. It was just beautiful somewhat medium-energy music.
As soon as I recognized exactly what was happening, I grabbed onto the song and simply enjoyed it. I knew exactly what was happening and was simply along for the ride. As I listened to this "mind's music" for what felt like two or three minutes. But I had to work not to concentrate on it too much or modify the song, otherwise I might damage it's natural beauty. The song even gave a proper outro with the Beeps, Drums then Piano leaving in that order and I snapped out of the state and woke up.

1st fragment: I was in a castle, became lucid and yelled, almost roared, "I am luciiiidd!!", it only lasted for 1 or 2 seconds and was very vague but I was lucid. HAH!! This took an hour and 20 minutes to take place, from 7.00 to 8.20 (real time)
2nd fragment: It was pretty much the same location and I was only lucid for a few seconds. This took 20 minutes of real time
A fragmented non-lucid about Fairy Tail:
Natsu attacks Mirajaine, Mira dodges everything easily (with a smile on her face :P), later on, a girl kicks another girl off of something. She breaks several places in her legs and the doctor says recovery will take 3 years.

Morning of March 12, 2014. Wednesday.



Normally I am not at all concerned or focused on my age in dreams (even though I am a lot younger in the majority of my dreams), lucid or otherwise, but this one was a bit different.

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I am in the pinhead’s apartment at the King Street boarding house. I am in a bed that would not have ever been in that location in real life, as it is aligned south and north (head to the north) along where the closet entrance would otherwise be, as well as blocking the door into the apartment. However, the dream places the doorway a bit more to the east. I am not sure if Leonard is still renting the place at that point, but he is there (though the room is mostly empty) and I am wondering if the owners are around. This is one of those dreams where I supposedly owe a lot of back rent, which is rather odd, especially considering the male owner died over twenty years ago in reality. (Probably Leonard has also passed on - when last I saw him years ago, he looked really tired and with snow white hair.) There seems to be some sort of long board from the ceiling or upper part of the wall that had fallen down and is also at an angle across most of the bed. I get the idea that the house has been in disrepair for a number of years even though people may be living there.

I get up and feel physically exhausted but am determined to enjoy myself. Even though I am not lucid, I still “know” that I can just jump out the window (from the second floor) and go flying off to the other side of town. I make the jump and it is an unusual sensation which also seems to make me feel a bit less groggy. I almost hit the ground, stopping at about a foot or so from the middle of the street and then quickly move back up near the tree tops, almost like some sort of bounce from something invisible and intangible.

As I fly northward, I seem to be aware of a large number of females on various areas of the sidewalk, each about a year apart in age, and each a version of my wife, somehow. One calls to me in a friendly manner. It is almost like some sort of timeline series or “age index” in real time, although that is not really a correct term in reality - but is what is manifest in the phrasing in the dream. I fly on to some sort of lighthouse in the middle of town (the nearest body of water being the Black River area of the Mississippi).

In the top of the lighthouse, I decide to see how long I will live. I will do this by turning a different “age index” until it reaches where my “oldest” age is recorded. I am not sure yet how I will recognize such data. The “age index” is like a long ski lift at first, with various number values as well as the notes of the musical scale continuing one octave after the next, each written in sequence on a different section of each ski lift chair. Every now and then, I notice an unfamiliar name on the side of a particular ski lift chair. It takes a lot of strength to pull the weight of the entire ski lift route by somehow forcing the ropes around from where the bull-wheel is, turning it manually, but I am able to with only mild discomfort. There are other people there who seem somewhat annoyed that I am disrupting their daily routine.

Over time, I come to my name written out just beyond a large Eb (E flat) note, printed at somewhat of an angle, and the number 59 in a nearby location. Another man seems happy that I will “live that long”. However, that is a young age to pass away, in my opinion, and is not that far off, really. However, Eb is actually the value of around 78 (near the age when my father died) whereas 59 is closer to the lower Bb in that range. (77.782 and 58.27 to be precise). At this point the ski lift seems slightly more like a Ferris wheel that I am somehow turning about.

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July 18, 2013

I am at a four-story mansion with many of my close friends. At the time I am in a lavish bedroom with a girl. I cannot remember who the girl was. There is an electronic piano in the bedroom. Soon the owner of the mansion comes in to take a shower in the adjacent room. He tells myself and the girl to do whatever we like, implying we make out. However, I am too scared for that. Instead I play a song on the piano. It is a French song and is difficult for me to play. Then, all throughout the house a phone rings. Since the owner is in the shower no one answers it for a while. But, there is a red phone on the bed and so I, looking cautiously at my female friend, answer it. The phone is a woman speaking French and so I have no idea what she is saying until she says the title of the piano piece I was just playing. Then without warning, I hear two gunshots over the phone. Her voice stops for a second but then continues as if nothing had happened. I am terrified but infer that the woman wants to hear the French piece on the piano. I play a recording of it but am unsure it will satisfy her because it is so mechanical sounding. Soon the owner steps out of the shower and I rush to tell him what happened. I am obviously more concerned than he is. From there, we all walk around the house. I observe the very top floor, located at the top of a grand staircase. It is completely dark. I ask the owner what happened to the top floor. “All the lights just burnt out at once.” I now sit in the kitchen with some other friends. Out of the corner of my eye I see a dark spot appear on the carpet in the joining room. The spot scurries across the carpet. I pay little attention. Another spot appears as if from the existence of the first. By now this has the attention of TB and others. The spots are moving closer to us, crawling. Up close, it is clear that they are spiders, slowly multiplying. I am overcome with an urge to leave the room and act accordingly. I head to the top of the grand staircase where my friend JK is sitting. At this point I am overcome with grief. We started with so many companions and at each stop some people died. I did not want to die. This house seemed so deadly. It was creating fear with increasing intensity. I was on the verge of tears. Before any monstrous events could take place, several taxis arrived on the floor below the grand staircase that were able to take us all away from this house. I woke up.

February 14, 2012

I am at the Mall, but before I go shopping I stop by Burger King, as I am absolutely famished. I look at the menu and really want to get a Baconator. However, I do not see it on the main menu. But, just before I settle for a regular Whopper, I see on a sign to the right that they do in fact sell the Baconator, so I ask for a medium. Next, I am actually in the Mall looking for things to buy for my family. Suddenly I begin crying. Tears fall down my face so fast. Emotions swell in my head. It is uncontrollable. It is awesome, for the tears stemmed from cheerfulness and happiness, rather than pain and sorrow. Once the teardrops start I realize that it is one of the best feelings I have ever experienced. So I embrace the tears and smile. After a while I imagine that my face must look like a mess so I turn my head to look into a mirror. As I expected, my face looks red, swollen, and wet. However, my hair is stunningly short (well that’s my dream perspective I guess) DS. Finally, it seems I am about to buy something. Some sales associates come to help me, perhaps because I am crying, but all I can think of is the fact that I am so happy. I think the sales associates are recommending a childish toy light or something. I don’t remember if I bought it. I only remember the happy tears. FIN.

January 12, 2012

My friends and I are having some sort of party. However, the party consists of almost every person I have ever met. So we split up and take multiple cars, dividing ourselves into cliques. Then we arrive at my backyard. We decide to jump the fence to reach my neighbors yard. We start climbing. The fence is extremely tall, much taller than in real life, and it has hinges that swing open making it difficult to climb. Finally, some people make it to the yard. I am still at the top when the neighbor himself walks out of the house. I duck behind the fence hoping he will not see me. He notices everyone and surprisingly welcomes everyone to play. He even encourages me to climb down the fence safely.
Next I am at HEB. I decide to purchase a hat, a blue winter coat, some gym shorts, and a gym shirt. Eventually I find MM. We talk, but I don't remember what about. I then cut off all the tags of the clothes for some reason. I also take off my shorts and shirt and replace them with some that I am buying. I think I am afraid that the cashier will mistake the clothes I wear with the ones I want to buy. Eventually I take the clothes to the cashier and I have trouble matching the tags to the correct articles of clothing. I also decide not to get the coat, as I don’t need it. I actually couldn’t remember picking it in the dream either.
Now I receive an email stating that I am needed at soccer practice. It’s weird, but I feel my duty is to go. I arrive to see both soccer players and people from band. I see AB and ask if I really need to be there. He asks if I received the email and he says yes. So I reluctantly follow the group. I think we are about to start drills when I wake up.

January 8, 2012

I am walking through a jungle looking for a way down to the river. When the others arrive I take a huge branch from a tree and throw it as hard as I can at a nearby tree. The shock is so great that three branches fall striking some people. After that I find a way down to some platforms on the river. Some other people find another way so I let them work it out while I wait. Someone on a barge in front of me has a rope and is trying to swing it toward me so I can swing over. I keep waiting but the rope never intercepts my position. Finally after much frustration I get the rope and swing down. However, because I am on a higher ground I fall into the water before I reach the barge. I also loose my glasses. So I look under the water, slightly afraid to open my eyes, and see my brother, fish, and a dead armadillo. I ask my brother what he is doing. He is with some of his friends. I descend back under the water and find and grab my sunglasses. It was like an adventure. It felt like I was running from something very dangerous. Scary.

January 4, 2012

The inside of a Natatorium is set up as an obstacle course, similar to Wipeout. There are poles sticking out of the water and there are glowing orbs that must be gathered in order to win. There are also two lanes that go across two pools, and at each end is a place to rest. I remember going down the left side and eventually failing, as did many others. But, finally, I go down the right side first. I am doing well and rest at the other end of the pool. People are cheering and encouraging me. So I gather my strength and gather all but one orb. Then I realize that I have won so I run up and gather the last. I am so happy! So happy that I start running up and down the side of the pool. I am trying to do a backflip. I find a particular section of the floor that is more bouncy than others. So I start bounding very high. I jump and do the backflip, and I end up falling onto my teacher. Everyone laughs. I think I was partially trying to impress CM, with my win and my backflip. Then I go to my locker and look for some water. I think we are going to some sort of after party. Near the end of the dream I felt partially lucid, especially when I was trying to do the backflip.

January 3, 2012

I am at the mall with my mom, who also has my dog. I want my mom to leave because I need to pick up a picture of her without her knowing so that I can surprise her. Eventually she leaves and I walk across the parking lot, which is under major construction, to talk to AV, who is actually in charge of the pictures. I think I get the pictures, and then I go to an adjacent room where MM or BC or JK makes me sing the fight song of my high school. It goes a lot better than I thought it would.

Now I am with JA, GB, and others. We are on an adventure! We go driving through some country scene and we are trying to find something important. Also, all the creatures are like many times bigger than normal. So, we run away from most of them.

Really bad recall, I will start meditation again to see if that increases my recall.

10pm
I was staying in some sort of bed and breakfast, and they put us up in a room that did not seem ready for visitors (later in the dream it occured to me that maybe they had put us up in a room of one of the family members).

The were shoes all over the floor layed out in a weird way, and there were books similarly layed out. I put the shoes away somehow, but was more interested in the books and started stacking them, based on my interest.

Then the land lady came and wanted to know what I was doing. And she said they all had to go back to the way they were. I replied with how could I remember how they were lasted out before? But I said I would try.

There was also some flash of me with the shoes or books in a different location.

4am
Fragment: my older son's summer camp left the kids in a fast food like location with playground all day. I was not impressed.

3/10/14

At school, there was a problem? Got a girl friend (dont remember seeing her ever in my life) we made out in between classes, computer classes