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In in my room, just staring at my reflection on the mirror. I now that I am dreaming, so I probably just forgot the beginning of the dream. Anyways, I look at the mirror and my image stares there, unmoving and still, without any interference or distorsion. My awareness level is quite high so I can think clearly that I am dreaming, that this just a dream and how this 'reality' works. I examine my thoughts and surroundings, touch the nightstand and the knife on it. I think of the time I tried DMT and saw the runes on my arms. Those beautiful, overwhelmingly and painfully beautiful runes on my arms, vibrating as I stared at them. They were part of me and I had the feeling that I had seen them before. Everytime I think of them I get emotionally overwhelmed. I need to see them again, so I think of it. I expect them to be there, but nothing happens and I feel how the dream starts to fade.

I tell myself that it's a dream and try to stabilize it. Keeps fading away as I reach the knife to stab it on my arm, just to feel pain and use it as an anchor to the dream. It's not still there and I feel my real body laying on the bed. I'm awake.

I am in a library. I'm not aware that I'm dreaming at the moment. The library is very odd, not much like the sort of library most people are accustomed to. It's very open and airy, almost more like a gigantic greenhouse or atrium than a library. I'm looking through one of the shelves. Instead of books, it holds cubes and rectangles of light. There's a young woman near me, and I think I vaguely know her. We may have come to the library together.

Someone taps me on my shoulder. I turn around to look at them. The person is an older man, probably in his 60s or so. He has ash blond hair with some grey mixed in. I immediately know that this is The Doctor. He tells me that I'm dreaming. I suddenly realize that I am dreaming, and begin to wonder what I should do next.

He points out one of the massive (4 story high) glass double doors, toward a dock on the edge of the tropical-looking bay, and tells me that a ship is coming into port. The edge of the horizon shimmers, and a cruise ship materializes and sails out of the shimmering portal. It's one of the largest ships I've ever seen, far larger than the largest existing cruise ships, so large that there is an actual city full of glass buildings atop it. I know that it's sailing on the water right now, but is also a space ship.

"Why don't you explore a little bit?" he suggests. "Go on a cruise." The cruise ship is becoming clearer and more in-focus now. I decide that sounds like a fun idea.

I jog to the dock and lift off into the air, then teleport to the deck of the ship. The tropical sun is very warm and bright, and all of the colors are intense. I'm amazed by how intense and realistic it is.

I shade my eyes and look around. There's a large Olympic sized pool, and a woman in a straw hat and turquoise bikini sunning herself next to it. There are various tables and chairs, set up for outdoor dining. It's so bright that I have to squint, so I walk under the shade of a beach umbrella. The difference in brightness and temperature is startling.

I feel the dream beginning to fade. I grab a towel and squeeze it in my hands, running my fingers over it. I drop to the ground and lick the deck (yes it's weird, but it works) but it just tastes like concrete. I'm irritated; why doesn't anything in my dreams taste like anything but what it actually is? I lick the concrete again, trying to make it taste like something else, but it still just tastes like concrete.

The dream stabilizes again. A nearby table has a bowl of fruit on it. I grab a green-skinned apple and bite into it. It doesn't taste like an apple - it tastes like a ripe, juicy peach. It's extremely juicy and very good, so I continue eating it. I toss the core aside and decide to try to explore and see what's below deck. A door appears in the deck, and I open it and try to float downstairs, but everything goes dim and the dream falls apart.

3/29/14
5:30-7:15

Started out in some random neighborhood. Immediately I realized I was dreaming (SSILD FTW.) For some reason, I was wearing dishwashing gloves. Anyways, I jumped in the air, started flying around. I was looking at the wavy hills of Mexico City, almost slummy but still beautiful. There were no designated areas, all of the buildings were randomly organized together. For instance, a grocery store was right next to a house. I had decided the night before that I would attempt to complete the Jack and the Beanstalk TOTY. First step, need a bean. I found a gas station/marketplace; I landed and found two Hispanic people working there. There was a man standing over the stand and a lady reading a magazine sitting in the corner. I walked over and said,"pinto?" (I'm not racist, I know beans is frijole now.) The guy put his finger in a pot, pulled out a pinto bean and rubbed it onto my hand so that it was smeared. I look back up to him and say again,"pinto?" He rubs another bean into my hand. I starting staring him down. The lady sighs, stands up and present me a giant peanut. It's probably about the size of a basketball. It still has the skin on it, so it's dark purple. I take a deep whiff. Yup, that's a peanut. I smile and say "gracias!" I walk away and start flying. After about 20 seconds of flying I find a hole that had been refilled that is next to a house. I figure it's probably easier to use that than dig a brand new hole. I took off my gloves and dug in. I tried to summon a shovel or something, and then I realized: how was I suppose to dispose of the giant if I didn't have any weapons? I closed my eyes and tried to visualize a bazooka, beside me, and I immediately realized my mistake. DO NOT CLOSE YOUR EYES IN A LD. I struggled to open my eyes; I did open them, but it was too late. The dream went into a FA.

I became lucid outside. Tried to think about what I wanted to do, couldn't remember much so I decided to ask this DC to tell me a secret. The DC turned into a large head of lettuce and just stared at me while smiling. I kept shaking the lettuce head, begging it to tell me some grand secret. The lettuce head looked up at the sun and smiled some more, it looked really content. I didn't understand and so I kept begging it to tell me something but it kept doing the same thing until I woke up.

I was watching an old film that a family friend had been in (in the dream). I started talking to his character in the film when I realized that he wasn't that young anymore and I became lucid. I floated off looking for something beautiful and I found this river with lush, green embankments. I plopped down into the river and decided this was as good a place as any to hang out and enjoy being. A feeling of warmth and contentment filled my body as I levitated above the water while slowly floating down the river. There were streams of light shining through cracks in the leaves above. Morning mist rose from the ground and the surrounding plants and grass were illuminated with beauty. It gave a magical feel to the world and I felt like a little kid again when everything looked fresh and new. Up ahead I saw a dark shadow in the water, it was a giant crocodile. I let it bite me to be sure that I couldn't be harmed and smiled. Eventually the river led me to this abandoned home with many windows. I figured it was abandoned because there were vines all over the building and overgrown grass coming through cracks in cement. I floated up, out of the water and through a window. The interior was warm and the sun lit everything up quite nicely. I sat down on a couch and relaxed until I woke up. Wonderful dream.

This girl right here



(Excuse any typos, I typed this down a bit quickly)

I was at some sort of law school for some odd reason. I remember the teachers disliked me I think because I didn't listen to them sometimes. The entire inside of the building was painted gray, had gray carpet, gray furniture, etc. It was a very dull place and made me feel a bit uncomfortable. I was walking down a hall with three or more other students who were dressed in suits. I don't think I was wearing one, just some jeans and a T-shirt like I wear normally. They had stopped to look at some posters at a wall and gave a look of disgust. I don't remember what exactly was on the posters, so I don't really know why they were disgusted by them. We walked into a small office or classroom or something with about four chairs and a desk in front of them. There was nothing on the gray walls and once again all the furniture was gray. A really tall, really buff, bald man had us sit down in the chairs and he didn't look very happy at all. He looked angry and I could tell that made the students next to me uncomfortable. He began speaking in a raised voice about something, however I don't quite remember what he was saying. While the students seemed a bit afraid about what he was saying, I simply sat there calmly. I suddenly knew it was a dream. It took me a little while to actually become lucid, but I eventually got out of the seat and interrupted the man and said "Let me just say something." He stopped and starred at me. I think I put my hands on his shoulders and then said in his face "I'm lucid." and grinned because I was so happy. He looked confused and stammered "W-what?" I told him I'd prove it to him and I started flying up to the ceiling. I flew up several feet, but lost my control and almost fell on my face. Typically flying is incredibly easy for me, but I guess I hadn't put enough concetration into it this time like I usually do. The DC continued to stare at me. I'm pretty sure I convinced him, but just in case I said to him that this was a dream. He said something like "Oh, my God." and then said he guessed I was "off the hook" then and gestured to the door leading out. I walked out and the students starred at me as I left. When I was back in the hallway, I started to feel the dream get blurry and faded and everything felt like it was spinning. I tried to focus on something and touch things around me which helped stabilise it some and keep it from collapsing for a just little bit longer. Eventually I somehow stumbled (I was having a hard time walking and standing because the dream was still spinning some) into a room that looked almost just like my bedroom from my old house in TX. The paint, the bed, lights and posters were pretty much the same. There were stuffed animals on the floor and my rug from my current bedroom was there for some reason. Unfortunately I couldn't stay in the dream any longer and I collapsed onto the rug and started having a bad nose bleed. I starred at the blood on my hand and then I "woke up" in my current bedroom. Except it was a false awakening. Lights were on but I could tell it was dark outside and for some reason my parents were up. I checked my nose for a sign of a nose bleed, but I seemed fine. I was trying to remember the lucid dream and then I woke up in RL.

I'm disappointed that I wasn't able to keep the dream from collapsing and do anything exciting, but I am very glad to have had another lucid dream! Man, feels so damn good to have a lucid dream again. It's been so long since my last one.

Hoping to have more soon!

Now I'm off to watch the new FiM episode~

I don't have too much time for this but I wanna remember this oneee~

--one midterm later--

SO OKAY now that I've taken my midterm aw yee feels good~

Dream - UHHH. Title. How about ... Ben Driving in 1319?
So I dream that Ben's home and he's somehow ended up as another group member for this class presentation I gotta give for college, and he just goes right along with it without complaint (even though I'm pretty sure he was only staying for a little while so how was that gonna work). He does some research and consolidates the info into a neat little file that has an HTML outline up at the top with hyperlinks that'll dodge you down to the relevant part of the file, 'cause that's just how much research he did. I mean, either that or the links popped open to reveal the info. Either way, I clicked one and saw some kinda math related circle thing. Actually the info looked a little incomplete or sparse but that was probs just the dream bein' weird.

So next thing we're driving through Washington, DC. Actually Ben's driving, though he doesn't know how to drive IWL. Potentially as a result of this conflict, his driving is sort of slow and awkward and I'm watching him and his driving choices with some concern. At some point I notice a cop tailing us, apparently experiencing the same train of thought I was. I get the impression he's sort of amused by Ben's poor driving decisions, that maybe he's tagging along because we're entertaining and/or to make sure we don't run over a bunch of schoolchildren or whatever. At any rate, he's not trying to pull us over, just sort of following us around.

Oh and we're heading towards the 1319 church I used to attend, apparently that's where the presentation is or the class or the group meeting or what have you. That's where we're going don't question it gosh. And that's despite the fact that it's pretty late in the day, and classes or whatever oughta be already over. We're late, I know that much.

We end up at a roundabout, where Ben decides to park (on the wrong side of the street). Nobody's around except the still-tailing cop, and when Ben parks in what is basically the middle of the one-lane street, next to the roundabout, he parks behind us and gets out. I expect him to be a lot more amused than he actually, upon approaching us, appears to be, with sunglasses obscuring his eyes and some neato fancy blonde hair that for some reason caught my attention. He barks something that I don't quite catch, but that sort of sounds like "You're in trouble" or something like that. I'm like "What?" because (1) I'm surprised by his anger and (2) I didn't quite hear what he said, but he doesn't respond. He just glares. Ben, meanwhile, doesn't react in the slightest. He doesn't even seem to be looking in the cop's direction.

The cop leaves without doing anything else (probably because I don't know how the ticket-giving process goes, exactly), and Ben pulls over to the proper side of the street and parks in front of a townhouse. It's pretty dark, probably around evening.

At this point my attention turns to the junk in the car. The stuff we're bringing for the presentation appears to be a lot of folded clothes in various small, separate piles, and there's also a hungry praying mantis. I allow the praying mantis onto my hand, where it demonstrates its hunger by starting to nibble gingerly at my skin (this part had a lot of detail). I'm rather concerned that it'll start painfully biting my hand, (though on a separate level, I'm also concerned that those expectations will cause it to happen), but I allow it to remain anyway.

On closer inspection, there's actually a bunch of dried mud on my hand that it's nibbling on (it's just that hungry :U ), and I can see and feel its mouthparts moving against my skin, and knocking off/scraping off the bits of dirt. Nice HD. Very detailed. I liked that a lot.

So I check around the car for food for the poor thing, and see a small fly chilling on a brown plastic bag. I move my hand down so the mantis can reach, and it instantly grabs the fly (along with some plastic bag) and presumably starts chowing down, but I can't really see it because the bag is sort of crumpled up and in the way.

There was also a short segment where the mantis's legs/feet ended up breaking off and stuck to my hand, which was fairly distressing. It seemed pretty unaffected though, I was just freaking out over the tiny little feet seemingly glued to my hand ;-;

Next some lady comes out of the house we're in front of and starts berating us for some reason. Either she doesn't like us parking there, or she's mad by proxy because we're late to the class/church/whatever. She ends up mostly ignored, though. Oh well.

At some point we'd realized it was like 5 PM and way too late for the class, but we still got out of the car and started trying to figure out which direction we were supposed to head. There were four streets leaving the roundabout; one led uphill to some sort of Buddhist church thing, another towards another roundabout that was supposedly DuPont Circle (except the statue at the center was sort of brick-colored, like the church). We ended up going towards DuPont Dream Circle, which was pretty much the right direction. And then I think I woke up.

Date: 3/29/2014 (Fri)
Total sleep: 6 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, visualization, Text Search
Lucid Techniques: Mantra
Recall Techniques: Mantra
Fell Asleep: 1:30 am
Dream 1 Title: Just fragments
Dream 1: I remember my wife finding a baby bird and wanting to take care of it. I remember seeing a bush with white Christmas lights on it. I remember Leonardo DiCaprio talking to a bunch of people and saying, “We must be prepared!” (Watched “Wolf of Wall Street” last night)
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 2
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?
Emotions: ?
Dream Signs: Celebrity
Notes: No supplements last night. I got to bed late (1:30 am). I have been running on too little sleep for 3 days (6 to 6.5 per night). I know this is having a negative impact on my chances for lucidity and for my dream recall. Last night I was so exhausted I just couldn’t spend time trying to recall my dreams (I did wake up after 2, but dozed off immediately).
Text Search Experiment: (Day 6) I was very sleep deprived yesterday and didn’t have good focus. I tried to pay as much attention to text as possible.

All the big dream signs were present in this one: girlfriend, girlfriend's mom, and conventions.
The three of us were headed to a big con, and for some reason we were riding on a large platform that grinded over a sort of railway system. It was a very intense experience, but it felt good, sort of like riding a roller coaster. The platform eventually stopped, and we left it, entering a small jungle-like area. This was apparently the entrance to the con. I noticed a kangaroo nearby and walked up to it. Probably the dumbest decision ever, since it ended up kicking me in the nads.
A snake fell from a tree to the ground nearby me, and a grizzly bear also sauntered over from nearby. It was clear that this was no ordinary convention, but my non lucid self was like 'Not again!'
We ran away from the animals and made it to the con. Most of what transpired during it is blurry to me, but I do recall walking by myself towards the end of it when the convention center was empty. I ended up getting a text from my girlfriend saying we had to leave.
I ended up at my house, resting after a tiring con, and heard my grandma outside. I walked out there, and for some reason there were red colored fireworks shooting up all around us. It was almost nighttime, but not quite yet; that time of day where everything is a dark blue.
My family and I gathered around a bonfire in our yard and discussed multiple things, and I intently drew a picture of Rust Cohle from True Detective.
And that's all I remember. The day prior to this dream was pretty worry filled, due to work and me messing up. However, for the past two days, I've been waking myself up at 6:00, or around that, after going to bed at about 11:40 or so. This seems to be a period of time where my recall is high, because for the past two days, both times I ended up recalling a dream in vivid detail. I think I'm gonna try waking up at 6, jotting down a dream, then sleeping for another hour and waking up at 7, which will hopefully result in more dreams recalled. Wish me luck!

Brief dream last night, but so repetitive!
I'm in a unknown house, I'm watching at the see. I'm alone, and everything is perfect. A stunning view, blue Sea, Sun. Someone is training a grampus, she is so good at exercises, an every time she succeed, the man caresses her, and she acts like my dog did when I trained her (my dog died two years ago).
She is so happy to make happy his owner.
Then two guys emerge from the Sea and the grampus gets nervous and swims towards the guys. They don't see the grampus coming and I start to be scared as I see the trainer panicking as he can't stop her. The guys dive again and I see the grampus coming in the same point where the guys dived.
The dream seems to stop, but then I'm again looking at the sea from the window and I see again the trainer training the pet, and the sequence starts again and again.

Like usual there is a thirdy part looking at the girl who looks out the window. Of course the thirdy part it's me, but I feel powerless in orden to stop the recurring sequences. It's boring to see the same sequences a lot of times. I feel the fears of the girl looking at the scenes, but I can't do anything to change the course of the sequence, neither I can avoid the sequence to repeat several times!

Our friend George called to ask whether we could come over and help with painting the rooms in his home. I said I would need to talk with my husband once he got home and we would get back to him.

Meanwhile George commented on my status on Facebook about cabbage flatulance (FYI, I do not actually have such a status). He replied that latest scientific research shows cabbage does not actually cause flatulance. I replied to him on Facebook that I was aware of that, but as a kid my mother and grandmother and nanny all told me this, and such habits are hard to break. What was especially difficult during my reply was that some keys on my keyboard were missing, so I had to choose words that did not use those letters.

Meanwhile my husband returned, and I asked him about the room painting at George's. He said that he could not come, and given the weather conditions, he would rather we not get separated. I looked out the window and suddenly there was a heavy snow storm outside. Actually it was even snowing inside our home, but dream me did not consider that weird. I replied to George giving these reasons why we could not help, plus I assured him that he would not want my help anyway because I was not good at all at wall painting and I know how particular his wife (my friend) is and thus she would not approve of walls painted by me.

I am with my parents at some coastal/island location that feels like Puerto Rico, where my family vacations every spring. We go to this water/theme park that has nobody operating it. But we are allowed to turn the rides on and off ourselves. I activate this swing/spinner thing and get on without strapping myself in. And wouldn't you know it, I fly off a hundred feet in the air and begin falling toward the ground.
But the funny thing was, I didn't fear the ground, I embraced it. I knew that I was just so screwed that there was no purpose in even fighting it. It felt like I hit the ground and splattered like a big bug, but at the same time, I regenerated in a new location.
I was now in some subdivision type place, and there was beautiful golden sunlight streaming through the trees.
"Is this... Heaven? It's not as impressive as I thought."
A few moments later I become fully lucid. I briefly stabilize and begin exploring the subdivision. It has a feeling like my cousins' sub. Large trees and single-floor homes.
I encounter a group of dream characters. 5 children and a mother. I think back to the dream goals for this month, to ask a dream character for their middle name. I singled one kid out of the group. He had the face of the bully from my school and I thought about attacking him. No, this DC is not ill-willed. Let's show him around the dreamworld.
So I asked him his first name. I can't recall it, but I know it wasn't anything phenomenal or interesting. I then asked him for a middle name. He thought for a second then told me.
"Paulson"
Okay, I asked the boy to follow me, telling him that I wanted to get somebody else. I decide to manifest my dream guide. I find a house across the street. I tell msyelf that she is living in that house.
I knock on the door and much older woman/ obviously not her comes to the door. Thinking quickly, I ask her if Manei (my dream guide is home.) She tells me that she was getting ready and just needs a minute. About ten seconds later, she joins up and we're ready to go.
We begin walking down a road, out of the subdivision. There are huge oak trees planted at increments on either side. I for some ridiculous reason decide to talk to this dream character as if I am his dream guide. I can't recall what I said, word for word, but I'll paraphrase it best I can.
"Welcome to my world, my dream. This is not heaven, nor your home, it is simply a reality that I create."
"So you're like god?"
"Yes. Any combination of sensory experiences that I desire to manifest can happen given enough effort and practice."
"Look can we get out of the road?! There's cars coming!"
I look down the road we are walking on. About a half-mile down there are a couple cars.
"Not any more" (Holds out arms) "Because this is no longer a road for cars." I grabbed hold of the sides of the road and made it narrow to a point, where the road became grass, but left an open path on the forest floor where it had once been. We continued walking, gradually transitioning from pavement to grass.
"This kid still doesn't seem convinced to me." I through the canopy above us and try to imagine the clouds growing into storm clouds.
I get back into my dream guide voice.
"In ten seconds, it will start raining."
It was at this point that I completely lost focus on the instructing the dream character (why was I even doing that?) and just counted down from ten to see if it would actually start raining. I made it to one and nothing happened. I heard a roll of thunder.
By the count of 15, It was a downpour. And it was a good thing my dream guide was there to pick up my slack. She began talking to this kid for me. I woke up a few moments later.

+ Richard Dreyfus is in the family and I'm proud of this. He's sitting at a table in front of us just chilling. With a couple days of stubble on his face. My immediate family members are in the other room swearing up a storm. My sister and bro-in-law also know famous people, and there are others. I think of telling this to a new person in the family to impress them.

+ Swimming in a pool PACKED (body to body) with people. Clothed I think. I try to swim underneath them.

+ Swimming through the produce aisle, I wish they'd move it farther away from the sporty swimming lanes as its getting in my way. A clerk mentions they could shorten the name tags of the produce (to help with making the aisle take less room!?)

+ At my grandparent's house. Snowy outside. Little relative girl running naked into traffic, just walking right in the road amongst the cars. I go save her. I can't remember her name at first, then remembered it. Some tween-aged kids make fun of me on the sidewalk on the way back to the house.

+ My old (deceased) dog running into traffic, I pick him up, some woman pushes him out of the way farther away from me and I'm annoyed by this since I have to reach farther to pick him up.

+ Shopping for gymnast tights in downtown B. The gymnasts are there, I should see what they're wearing so I can buy the right size and then donate the tights to the team (just remembered this one spontaneously, forgot this previously).

+ In a gas station riding on a motorcycle with a faulty clutch cable (it's sticking on something I can't pull it all the way in). I pull the clutch cable hard to "fix" it and immediately think this is a bad idea. I test it to make sure it still works and does. I wonder if I should go pick up the thing I need to pick up on the motorcycle or with the car.

+ I'm a double agent for Her Majesty. We're standing near the corner of a large outdoor fenced field, I approach her and see around the corner there's a guy hiding from her. I tell her to get down so she's not seen, also wanted to protect the identity of the hiding guy. I say to her any time you need my services, just call me and I will come.

+ I see a tall skinny apartment building is on fire, initially through the reflection of another building. I have my backpack on. I walk resolutely to the building a bit nervous but knowing I must help. I'll try to catch someone who jumps, I decide. A guy pushes me aside with some comment like that's a stupid thing to do. A woman mentions I'll probably break (my legs?) I see children being dropped out of windows but sort of slowly rolling down the surface of the building from ledge to ledge. Fire department shows up.

+ Two kids are playing legos, one is my kid. The other one has never played with them before and is an obese dark-skinned (boy?) I see his fat little boy boobs "cleavage" down the top of his shirt. They say there are no instructions, I hold the instruction books and I hold the books in my hands and say yes, here they are. There is a big dark-skinned mother there, too.

+ Lord of the Rings. Some small group going to a fight, we get separated and scared by something. I think that the first keepers of the ring were the good elves of darkness by the warrior queen who was the last of her kind.

+ Sitting inside at a table, eating a desert?

+ FA in real room? Saw my son come into my room, who had (IWL) left earlier in the day, back in the house, he said he wasn't going after all.

My most recent dream was weird. It starts off with me walking somewhere IDK where I am going but I know I am in front of my apartment complex.

As I am walking an old lady in a blue bath robe (weird already) who's face was blurred yet I could see her black eyes (those black like possessed person's eyes) appears in front of me. She begins to say something in a high pitched sweet old lady tone. She is asking me something (can't remember at this point, the dream was a while ago). After she asks I begin to feel something I have never felt before in my head. It was a real feeling though I was dreaming. It felt like.... IDK...... It was a sensation and it was a very good, pleasurable sensation in my head. As the feeling intensified my body began to feel weakened. I remember feeling weak in the knees and arms and legs. Like my strength was being sapped right there. Between the feeling in my head and the weakening I couldn't do anything. At this point the old lady says something like, "Do you need help dear?". And I black out. My dream self blacks out and all I see is black for like 1 or 2 seconds. Then I (my dream self) wakes up in my bed. (Side Note: I hate dream settings that are where I am as I am dreaming)

As soon as I (dream self) opens my eyes (and now the aware self ,me, can see again. no more black) I see her face. Again it is blurred and the only real feature I can make out is her black eyes. She begins to talk to me again and again I can't really make it out. IDK why. But just like outside on the sidewalk where I met her, i begin to feel the sensation again and my body gets weak again. I go back to sleep. (me seeing black again since I went back to sleep)

Now I am in the kitchen cleaning and dancing to music as I clean. I am just minding my own business when out of nowhere the lady appears again. As I stare at her and wonder where she came from she begins to speak to me again, and once again I cannot really make it out, yet I feel the sensation and the weakening. In the moment that she appeared I wondered who she was, as I wondered I sort of paused the dream and went back to the point where I woke up in bed. I looked at her face and tried to see it clearly. I wanted to see her face clearly but only her chin came clearly. I think this is bc I have a fear of demons and demonic dark things. I was afraid of being surprised by an ugly demonic face so I guess this is why I only saw her chin. After that I let it resume. She was talking and I began to feel both sensations again. I then wondered why I felt this way so much, then I figured it out; it was her!

After I figured it out I made for my front door with everything I had. I tried my darndest. As I did this I just remember passing her and then opening my front door only to be greeted with 2 guys I know from school who are in Wind Symphony with me. One guy's face I saw very very clearly as if it was real life. He was sitting in one of those fold up chairs that folds and can be sored in the cylindrical bags. He was facing forward but I could see his face bc he was tilting it backwards.

At that point I wonder just for a second if I was still dreaming. I thought about it and just tried to feel it. I felt my body at rest and not able to really move so I figured I was still dreaming. After that, I woke up.

This is the first time in a very long time that I have done 2 things. It's been years since I have controlled freely and never have I seen in something HD in a dream.

1. Control my dream again.
- I controlled it when I treated it like a dvd and kind of re-winded it.
- I also demonstrated it when I attempted to clear her face but only was allowed to see her chin. I say "only was allowed" bc that is how it felt.

2. Clear visuals
- I think this is my first time seeing anything in HD. I saw her chin (though it was supposed to be her face but deep down I'm a scare dee cat so I [sub/unconscious me] only let me see her chin)
- And I saw my friend's face and his beard very clearly


This is good news to me. As I went to rewind the dream and clear her face, I didn't feel this huge huge tug of resistance from deep within me. I felt nothing really until it came time to see her face. At that point I felt some fear and then some resistance right before and as her chin materialized clearly.

From now on I am going to journal the fragments of old dreams that come up. I just remembered that once I had a dream where I could watch a video of David Nadien playing Tchaikovsky's violin concerto. This guy is a brilliant violinist. But there is only one video of him playing, the rest sound recordings. And I really really wish I could have seen him playing it. Just from the 3 minute video of a pretty easy piece you can learn a whole lot.

Friday, 3/28/14

Last night bed 10pm - 4:50am

DR 2:30 am

1. We are outdoors. Dad got wet and lifeguards are there. bartender from a beach bar hand my dat a burgundy towel.

2. Big, bright house. I'm on second floor. Somebody came and I'm going to see who it is. I walk to the wraparound indoor balcony to look down. In the lobby, there is a woman with her son. She brought him over for a playdate.

3. We are in medieval settings. Inside a castle or some fortified enclosure. The enemy monsters are outside and we are about to be overrun. Our troops are at the gate. They are waiting for an order to switch weapons with another unit. When they get it, they toss their blunt sticks with a heavy stone on one end to the other unit, and the other unit throws them their swords.

The enemy is inside, at the gate and fight for our lives has begun.

One of our leaders, made a mask from skin and he puts it on his face. It makes him look like St. Michael. He made a mask from skin for his horse too, so he looks like St. Michaels horse. I see this mask when it's on the horse. It's color is of human flesh, with some veins visible. To be honest, he looks more like devil's horse.

The fighting is getting closer now, just few feet away. I tell to "Michael", if he is gonna scare the enemy away, now is the time. So he rears up his horse and we all start singing some religious hymn consisting of words "St. Michael, St, Michael".

Frankly, this last one should have been a nightmare. But it wasn't.

Thank you for great recall. Love ya.