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I was in the Sierras of Córdoba, walking through a goat road which made me enter deep in the mountains. There were many espinillos so i decided to take a rest in a stone that was in the middle of the road. I was with a friend, which i don't remember who he/she was, but people kept walking through that goat road (not many though) and i suddenly saw a very good friend that havent seen for a while. She stopped, we talked for a while don't remember what we talked but she was distant. Something falls from my hands, it was a lighter and it ends up near a espinillo, which i was scared to take. Not because of the thorns, but because there was a very strange insect that looked very dangerous (it was like a centipedes, and had various tonalities of blue colors). Anyways that part of the dream ended there.

I returned to the village, (it was not in the sierras of cordoba the place, it was a mixture between Purmamarca and Santa Rosa). I remember standing in the front of a college (place of my city, but it was there) and i left a bag in a chair in the middle of the street and walked away. I trusted that nobody would take it lol.
I left and i got into my father's car. He was away doing something else so it was perfect to go and take a ride. The problem was that the car wasnt working well, it accelerated alone (at this time i suspected something wrong was happening). I used the two breaks and it still kept accelerating, the only solution was to stop the car. I stopped it to check if it worked that solution, and yes it worked, but still i wanted to go and take a ride so i started it up again, thinking i could handle it. I lost control the first minute i started it, it was crazy! I was driving in the town, and of course it was risky for all the people that walked and all the cars in the road! I had a car in my right which wanted to turn left, i had slow down to let him pass, but well, breaks didnt worked so i went as fast as i could. Terrible mistake. I didn't collide, but the highway was very close, so i decided to turn right and go through the train railroad. DAMN THERE WERE TWO TRAINS COMING! Somehow i managed not to crash but i had a flat tyre. I decided it was time to stop the car again and check the wheels. There was one wheel with a big hole, and in that moment i knew that it was causing all the troubles.

But damn i didn't notice where i stopped. There were some abandoned trains and a truck. And some guys came and i thought they wanted to steal the car. I was wrong, they offered me help with the tyre, they did that. But when i asked the price they said a ridiculous number, which i immediately knew that they wanted to take advantage. I said okay since i had nowhere to go and soon they started working. (For a moment i thought what could i say to my father, but well, he would understand that things got out of control.)

While those guys were working i entered their house and went to the kitchen to look something to eat. I don't know how i developed confidence with them, but i knew they had no trouble with it. However to my surprise there was the mother of a close friend, washing the dishes! She started talking to me like if she was my mother, (she always treated us like that, in the good way of course) but she was talking and i knew that absolutely everything of what she was saying (she was talking about me) was false! She interpreted everything wrong, but i didn't want to say anything because that would begin a discussion, and i didn't want to discuss. Anyways, i listened to her calmly, my mind was elsewhere. I was thinking that i didnt saw her for a long time, i kinda forgot about that woman and it was nice to see her again.

Of course the dream ended before i could conclude the story, but it was very fun "living" it.

There's a frozen lake with a hole in the center of the ice, and a school building at the bottom that's an exact duplicate of a building on land. As Dean, I'm remembering fighting Sam in this lake sometime in the past, when he was trying to stop me from taking something out of it - I'd been filling a canteen from something at the bottom of the lake. Now we've come back to that same lake, and I'm thinking out loud about the "misfortune" that "follows" people who steal from this place. I point out that we didn't take anything back then. Sam pulls out that canteen, revealing that he'd secretly kept it. There's blood inside it - I'd gathered it for him - and it's a neverending supply, so if he relies on that canteen, he doesn't need to take it from anyone else. But it's still cursed. So he says to me, I might as well go ahead and steal what I need from the lake; the misfortune has already been following us anyway.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a man talking to a woman just outside the door of a church, saying "What have you done to your hair?" He knew her in the past, but she's meeting him for the first time in her lifetime. I see images of him as one of six brothers who'd been cursed lifetimes ago. The images are like photos moving against a black background; he and his brothers give me an impression of being arrogant, self-centered, maybe not deliberately cruel but thoughtless, a vague association of violence. But the modern version of him had been very different, and I'm thinking about that change in him while I walk up my IRL street, into my IRL home, and start making tea. Standing over the stove, I'm thinking, "the debt has been paid" - the man suffering now has little in common with the brothers that the curse was originally placed on.

I'm in China buying some things in a store but I'm in a group. They start leaving because it's late but I'm waiting for something, then I began running because the boat will leave us if we don't arrive soon.

By the time I get there with my heavy bags the boat had already left and I was the last one standing there. I panic because I don't know the language and I'm on my own. To make things worse, the scenario changes and people start throwing something like small bombs, gunshots begin also, everybody carries some kind of fire, torches or something, they are saying things like "destroy the anarchy!", it seems a war is starting and I'm in total panic because they are throwing bombs at me, at everybody. Also I have an urge to pee and there's nowhere to, it's my life or my bladder...

At this moment I'm paralyzed by fear and this kind of blinding fear is one of my dream signs, so I think "wait a moment... wtf am I doing in China?, it's not July yet...this is a dream!!".

Even when I became lucid I was still very scared. Obviously I'm not making any task in the middle of this riot, I neeed to get out of here to calm down.
I look at the sky, drop my bags and began flying to the space. There are some people in the air following me with their fire. This can't be possible... I control this dream... I think in the tornado task, but I don't want to kill them, just to stop killing each other, so, while I'm flying I summon heavy rain to extinguish their fire.
I don't feel the rain, but take a glimpse to the ground and it's kind of blurry, but I think it worked.

I continue going up to the space. There's a moment where I reach a place where I am surrounded by complete darkness, I wait for some planets of galaxies to appear but there's nothing, and I'm floating without control of my body because of the zero-gravity, but I'm calmer.
For a moment I don't know what I am, I don't even feel I have a body, I'm just floating there in the darkness, I opened my eyes and woke up.


Note to self: work with the attachment to material things. When I dropped the bags I felt kind of sadness for leaving my recently buyed things.
Obviously this dream is a projection of my fear of going to China next July, I fear not knowing the language and the possibility of facing situations on my own there.

4/11/14* Not a high-level LD but my previous one launched me too high that it took me a while to find my way back and break my dry streak. I thought dry streaks of more than several days were in the rear view mirror. This was my longest in 9 months! I got over confident and complacent among other things. I started to get my recall back up to respectable levels over the last few days and noticed my awareness was up before my LD early this morning. I also had a 2am and 1:30am bedtime last Friday and Saturday night that didn't help. During the dry spell I had a "false" lucid about a week ago where I was in a room with a group of other people and I was trying to do telekinesis and saying to the others "see it is not working" before floating up in the air and saying oh wow, at least that is working...but not a lick of self awareness...it was as if I treated the whole affair as real life in which I can do these things...dreaming of lucid dreaming powers with no true realization that I was dreaming and that I can make the TK work if I really want to.

In dream WILD (DILD) or DEILD: I am laying on the couch and the TV is on, my wife and nephew are nearby also. I can see that my eldest nephew is coming around to get the remote and change my "boring show" and I retrieve it. I vibration is felt in the room like when our surround sound system hits a low note and my nephew looks scared. I get the impression that he is scared because he experiences vibrations at night and I tell him that vibrations are nothing to be scared of, that they are just a sign of entering or exiting sleep and if you maintain that thought through them you can have a lucid dream! I start to feel the very type of vibrations that I am talking about and realize that I am dreaming and basically am exiting one dream and have the chance to enter another and I take my own advice to heart. (I had repeated a mantra several times at WBTB that I would recognize vibrations since that had worked off and on in the past.) Various images like HI's come into view and I treat them as HI's but in hindsight they may have been all part of the same dream...either way I was resolved to remain patient having recently read someone describe two types of vibrations, mild and heavy, with the former only being signs of heading into sleep but not necessarily directly into the dream...these vibrations were kind of in between but on the stronger end of the spectrum. A lot of the images were nice scenery and the last one was like a peep hole that grew and grew until I was inside an apartment with a man and a topless blond woman (maybe influenced by Scarlett incubation, looked a little like her). They both look at me like, haha, he showed up at an opportune time, catching you topless and all. She stands there with her hand on her him in a sassy pose knowing that I am liking what I am seeing. I decide to ignore the guy and pretend like he isn't there and I know that usually makes a DC disappear and make my way over to her but unfortunately I seemed to be at the end of REM and probably could have easily exited REM at the time of the vibrations if I hadn't been paying attention to them.

I had a couple of normal dreams with no awareness and a couple with some awareness including an interesting one that was along an underground river/sewer system (no smell, just creepy in spots) and one of 3 people were being fired or sent home early. I had to inspect the system on my own (not my job IWL!) and at first I start off in a canoe but later I am in the water and thinking about how they said it is 7 feet deep in spots. As I travel along I think to myself "I hope I don't run into any bodies in the water" and shortly after see an odd looking skull, must be an animal skull but it looks alien. The water gets shallow in spots and I am horizontal floating on my stomach and can feel a soft-sandy-like surface just below the water before waking up.

11.04.2014

Makar's Request for a New Branch for His Violin (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The feelings and sensations in dreams recently are getting so real, along with the virtual experiential reality becoming more tangible, and less of a blurry dream-like state of being.

Makar from the Legend of Zelda: The Windwaker requests that I get a new branch so that he could play his violin. Seeing how it shouldn’t be too difficult to find a random branch somewhere from a tree, and cut it off, I easily accept this task.

The dream environment was first dark, and then it lit up as if it were a sunny afternoon. I go into an area that seems to resemble a University I went to, seeing how the trees there that seem kind of dead, or just saturated from rain in general resembles some of the cherry blossom trees after their leaves fall off.

I can hear the slight cracks, and other sounds while stepping on the dirt, grass, and small twigs on the ground. I believe I had a machete, and I finally found a tree that I could get a branch from. Apparently, Makar wanted the branch to be at least 6 feet 8 inches tall, which seems kind of odd with the size of the little guy in general. Maybe it could be so he could have multiple branches to play his violin if one goes bad, I guess.

I take a ruler, or some tool for measuring the branches length. I measured probably around 3 feet, or a bit more, and placed my finger on the end as a reference point so I could extend, and measure the rest of the required length needed for Makar. And when I finally get close to the length needed, I prepare my machete by lifting it in the air with my left hand.

But before I could cut the branch, I’m feeling as if things are crawling on my left hand, and arm as well. I tried to ignore it, and tried to presume these are merely psychosomatic experiences that won’t bother me if I don’t fixate on them being an issue. Unfortunately, the sensations of crawling become stronger, and I look and find that small ants are crawling on me.

Out of reflex, I try to shake them off frantically, worried if they’ll bite me, but it doesn’t feel like they’re trying to inflict pain on me, but the crawling sensations is just too creepy and weird that I had to flail my arms to get rid of them.

I don’t believe I was able to finish the task, seeing how more swarms of ants could be in that area.

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11.04.2014

Trying to Apply for a Job Position at Competitors’ Location (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out where I’m entering the back of a supermarket, and it seems that I’m looking for a job position as well. The experiences so far made me presume that I was already working at another store that’s probably this store’s competition. I’m wearing a dark blue shirt, and probably faded black jeans while navigating through the area, looking for anyone that could be working in this place for any job positions.

I see a man that’s directing a few individuals somewhere, and I felt as I had to join this group, seeing how it looks like a job orientation process. There’s a man wearing a hairnet, Hispanic, looks like he’s in his late 40s, curvy mustache, and parts of his visage that looks drooped down diagonally from top left to bottom right.

I ask him if the job offer is still available, and I conflated the questioning with wondering if that even though I already had a job at their competition’s location, maybe I could still get a job at this area as well to at least fill in part time gaps. The guy shakes his head horizontally to affirm “no,” and I tell “Alright, thank you,” and left.

I was wearing a watch on my right wrist, and I quickly checked the time, and it was 7:53 AM apparently. I had the presumption that I had to get to work for 8 AM, including implications that I would have a 14 minute grace period after 8 AM to still arrive on time. It seems I had my red shirt ready, and all I needed to do was go to a random restroom, or somewhere private to quickly change over.

I'm preparing my suitcase for a holiday. Something like go and climb Everest. Not sure.
I lock my suit and then I notice I forgot to put in some things, but it's really late and the airport is so far to reach.
I'm barefoot and so I decide to reach the airport walking in the beach.
The sand is really hot and the suitcase is heavy, so I decide to leave it under the sand, in order to recollect it when I'll be back.
I arrive to the airport and they stop me for controls, as it's very weird traveling without any luggage.
Two policemen talk each other and they decide I'm not allowed to fly.
I'll be take on board as a luggage!!!!
So, as everyone is going upstairs, they escort me downstairs.
I'm angry as they treat me like a criminal and I try to tell them to do not touch me, as they hold both my arms.
They get angry at me and push me through a hole in the ground, to reach the rest of the luggages.
I find a weird position, with my back leaning a sarcophagus and I notice I would fit perfectly in there.
I realize there are some archaeological remains in there and I start to study them.
But someone comes and says loud that I'm falsifying the evidences of a crime.
I'm ashamed, but when the girl is gone I take the evidences and delete my fingerprints.
I finish just when we land and everyone above is clapping their hands because the land was really good.

Date: 4/11/2014 (Thu)
Total sleep: 11 hrs
Daytime Techniques: RCs
Lucid Techniques: None
Recall Techniques: None (Sick & on night time cold meds)
Fell Asleep: 8:30 pm
Dream 1 Title: Strange in door amusement park
Dream 1: (Fragments) (Note – I woke up after this dream but didn’t even bother to try to recall it. I dozed back off and then remembered this dream in Dream 2) I am at some kind of strange in door amusement park. There is the ride. I have to climb up a set of metal stairs to get on the ride. It looks very unsafe. I don’t know if I can describe it clearly. It has the same design as a toy called a “wiggle snake” (see picture below).

It is huge and is made of highly polished stainless steel. There is a single seat at each of the hinges. When the ride is turned on it whips around in all different motions (in RL this would cause all the riders whiplash). My wife is there and doesn’t want me to go on the ride because it is too dangerous. I tell her not to worry. I know this is a dream so I can’t be hurt (yet I wasn’t lucid). I get on the ride. The seat is tucked into what looks like a large stainless steel cup that just fits one person. The ride goes out over the crowd below (about 40 feet above the people. I can see tables with people eating, and many people standing below the ride. The ride starts and it just moves around (forward, to the right, back to the left, then back…and repeat) very slowly. The ride is completely lame! I am annoyed and can’t wait for it to end. **Jump** I am now in a food court. My wife and daughter are with me and we are waiting in line to get some food. I am happy because they have organic beef hotdogs which I love. I wake up.
Dream 2 Title: LD# 60 Neighbors removing trees (**Lucid**)
Dream 2: (Note: I am sick with a bad cold. I took some night time cold meds last night and slept about 11 hours. My wife slept in another room. She came into our room to get some cloths at about 6:30 am and woke me up briefly. I dozed back off and had this dream.) I am in my house, except it isn’t my RL house it is my parent’s house but I believe it is mine. I know my daughter had a sleep over with some friends last night and they are all down in the basement. I walk to the basement door, open it and walk down about five steps so I can see into the basement. It looks just like it did back in the 80’s when I lived here as a teenager. There is orange carpet on the stairs and floor. There is an old TV and TV stand in the right corner. I see the girls lying on the floor. All of them are covered by blankets or in sleeping bags. I go back upstairs and close the door. I walk over to my wife, who is looking out the front window. I can see the house across the street, which also looks like it did back in the 80’s. It is pink (it is tan today). There is a large black pickup truck, which looks very shiny and new, parked with its tailgate facing us. There is a business name and logo on the tailgate but I don’t bother to read it. The front of the truck is right up against one of the large maple trees in front of the house. I realize that the neighbors have hired a company to remove some of the maple trees in their front yard. I can see a large set of yellow painted metal hydraulic claws attached to the front of the truck. I realize they are going to pull the tree out by its roots. The claws close on the trunk of the tree and the truck begins to back up. The trees is easily pulled from the ground and it falls backward onto the roof of the truck, but the top of the tree falls into my driveway and on top of my car. I am very angry. I am going to go over there and demand they pay for the damage. I am looking at my car, which is under leaf covered branches, and suddenly I realize it isn’t my car, it is a smaller black truck with large hydraulic claws on the roof. The claws close and take hold of many of the branches. The two tucks then begin to drive away with the tree. I decide to go outside and take a look around. I walk out the side door and into the front yard. It is a perfect summer day; warm, clear blue sky, everything is green as far as the eye can see. I see the large whole in the neighbor’s law from where the tree was pulled up. I look at some of the other maple trees and wonder which of those will be removed next. I walk across the front yard to the other side of the house. I walk down to the two car garage which is under the house (looks just like RL). There is a regular door between the garage doors, I walk to it and open it. The garage is full of old junk. I continue to walk through the garage to a second door which leads to a storage room (it still looks just like RL). From that room I can get to the area where the girls are sleeping. Just before I open the door to the storage room I notice my cat sitting near the left wall of the garage behind some of the junk. I open the door to the storage room when suddenly I have a flash memory of a previous dream (Dream 1). For some reason I think that I was lucid in that dream (I was close, but not quit lucid). I think, “I had a lucid dream and forgot about it. How could that happen???” I stop and realize this is not my house, it is my parent’s house. Then I think, “What if I’m dreaming now?” I look at my left hand and count my fingers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. I yell “Hey! I’m Dreaming!!” I am lucid. I walk back to the garage door, through which I entered, grab the knob and try to turn it. It doesn’t move because it is now locked. I turn the latch to unlock it and try again. The knob still won’t turn. I say out loud, “This is my dream and this door is unlocked.” I try again and it opens easily. I walk outside. It is like the vividness level has been turned up 1000 fold. The colors are brighter, the detail is amazing. I revel in how beautiful everything looks. I am walking toward a line of maple trees to my right (which aren’t there in RL) and see my cat sitting on the grass. I say, “Hey Punchy! I’m Dreaming! Come on boy!” He ignores me (just like RL). I decide to fly. I take two steps and do a little hop into the air. I am gliding slowly toward the trees and end up under the branches. I turn to my left and glide slowly out into open space. I look up and see a brilliantly blue sky with just a few small puffy white clouds. In a small space between the clouds I can see a few stars. Then I remember my goal of flying into space (which really isn’t a goal any more). I start flying faster straight upward. I don’t feel like I’m flying very fast so I say out loud, “This is my dream and I can fly much faster!” I thrust my arms out in front of me and kick my legs a bit and my speed picks up, but not by much. I still have my eyes on the sky. The blue begins to disappear and more and more stars become clear until the sky above me is full of so many stars that it looks like I can see the entire galaxy. It is so amazing I can’t fully describe it. The dream fades quickly and I open my eyes. I do a RC and I am awake. I need to start working on DEILD. I really field that if I had kept my eyes closed and stayed still I could have reentered that dream.
Awake: 7:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = D1 = 8; D2 = 14
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 8; D2 = 9 then Lucid
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 15 min; D2 = 10 min
Emotions: Excitement; Annoyance; Happiness; Anger; Extreme Joy (when lucid)
Dream Signs: Strange amusement park, Dangerous ride, back in parent’s house, Strange machines to rip out trees
Notes: I am coming down with a bad cold. I am taking zinc and vitamin C. I took Alka-Seltzer Plus Night Cold & Flu Formula at 7:20 pm. I headed to bed at 8:15 and was asleep within 15 min. I didn’t do any meditation, visualization, mantras, or any other LD techniques. I did wake up after 2 dreams and didn’t even try to recall. My wife came in the room to get some cloths at around 6:30 am which woke me up. I dozed back off within a few minutes. Then I had my LD. I also remembered a previous dream in the dream that became the LD.

Absolutely no recall.

Right - I'm a bit active again with trying to LD - did two hypnosis sessions, but only in English - and I do the cvsmehden exercises as well - took it up again.
I also did a WBTB with peppermint tea - but much too short - I was too tired to give it an honest longer try to WILD and just rolled over, without proper MILD or mantras.
So - what do I need?
More RCs, esp. every time I go to the bathroom, see below.
Translate the hypnosis-script - I have a bit of a hard time to read out loud in English and at the same time letting it trickle into my mind.
But again - the intro stuff and relaxation seemed to work.

What I completely neglected, though, is DJing - so here I am - writing trivialities:

I woke up in a huge bed with a guy, I knew, and the bed filled almost the whole room.
Somehow I remembered, that we would be new in a shared flat of students, and I worried if I did the dishes - which I did. For some reason I met up with my mother - and through the window we could see the new partner of her with a little girl, and we both tried to remember whom he resembled.
Now I know - he looked like a step-father of mine when I was the age of that girl.

I complimented her on how beautifully she was dressed - she was - with skirts, which are not exactly modern any more - but looking great (wide bell shaped skirts with tartans).
We went shopping - she looked for clothes and I went to the men's perfume section and smelled different scents - was nice - all a bit too male for me - but I only use men's scents irl, too.

Later we were in a supposed university - she came with me out through a door, to be company for me smoking - beautiful nature outside - old trees, a bit wild everything - a weird circle and other objects were there made from branches at trees nearby - like in True Detective - but without nasty connotations.

I didn't have ciggies - she gave me money to get some and disappeared somewhere.
On the way to get some - I got an urge to use the toilet - went in - it was full and some were out of order - once I got one - I couldn't close it - a nasty cleaning-staff woman said, I needed a pass for using the facility and seemed angry I even existed in the building.
So I had to get back out and woke up - and - of course I didn't need a toilet then after thinking I did for a little while.
Damn dream-killer-urge!!

Before I start off, when do y'all record your dreams? When I wake up I don't want to turn on the light and start writing things down. How can I become better at this without ruining my sleep?

In bed from 9:42pm-5:59am
Drank apple juice and meditated a little the night before

Dream one:
(Fragment, non-lucid)
Was with an old friend playing games together
We were eating pizza
His old man was there
Throat felt really thirsty/salty/burning
end: Woke up a little before three and had to get some water

This probably comes from the guilt I have from not speaking to this friend in a few years, for no real reason.

Dream two:
(Semi-fragmented? semi-lucid?). Could feel that I had some control over the environment, but I wasn't fully lucid; I didn't know I was dreaming.

In an aunts house
Feels (from the inside) like a house from japan.
uncle not home.
black man ready to leave the house (What?)
tell him he still has a chance, aunt was once engaged to a black man.(What?)
he leaves
house is leaking rain water
forget house is leaking
go outside?, don't remember what it looked like.
find cement tunnels running under the city
Explore tunnels, feels like something the yakuza would use.
scared
find openings into houses (smuggle children?)
find opening into aunts house, she didn't know about yakuza hatch
get lost in maze of tunnels
end: woke around 5:30-40

have no clue where this came from

In bed at: 10:33 P.M.
Out of bed at: 11:57 P.M.

This wasn't a dream, well I don't think it was a dream—recently I've been doing reality checks by pausing in everyday activities to question my surroundings. I usually ask myself 'is this a dream?', then follow up by trying to run my right hand's index and middle finger through my left hand, and when my fingers don't phase through, I repeat in my head 'i am awake; i am not dreaming' a few times.

I would also like to mention that I only started doing reality checks a few days ago and that I've been working on dream recall because mine totally sucks haha

Okay so, I went to sleep as usual, but I woke up waaaay too early and something weird happened? I actually woke up startled by a flashing red light across my eyelids, then while still having that 'where am i? what was i doing?' feeling from just walking up, I instinctively did my reality check hand gesture. My drowsiness went away and for a moment I thought I was dreaming because of the reality check I was doing lol

Naturally, I don't remember dreaming about anything.

Of course not

I think I might have started doing reality checks too early?

10.04.2014

Gunpoint, Scammed, and Building my Way Up for Revenge (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Things start out at an open-field environment that seems to mix around the usual large park setting, and a skateboarding park as well. I’m near an individual that looks like he’s African-American, and is wearing a black shirt along with either white shorts, or regular jeans.

He slowly turns around, and shows a gun, and now I’m at gunpoint. I try not to react to quickly, slowly trying to make the conversation casual, and less likely for the dream character to try and do something rash. He keeps pestering me with threats, and seems to be only using the gun as a means to make his words known without anyone questioning them.

This prompts me to slowly walk backwards while feigning as if I’m afraid, and the moment I found a way to run, and have him have a difficult time if he were to shoot me, I took the opportunity immediately. I didn’t hear gunshots, though something about this interaction makes me have feelings as if I want to encounter this individual again, mostly due to something they did to another individual.

I’m not too sure which individual they caused harm, or even death to, but feelings of revenge started piling up, and feeling a sense of incompetence of not being able to save the individual because I was left empty handed to try and protect myself. The transitioning in the dream is a bit shaky, mostly due to me not really taking the time to recall it in detail the moment I woke up from it.

The dream shifts to where I somehow land inside a large maroon van, which feels kind of awkward since I was in the process of trying to reflect what happened before I escaped from gunpoint. There’s two females I believe that I have a conversation with, and I don’t know what was stated, but I believe I finally recollected what occurred before, and shared my story with them.

They seemed to have been sympathetic for me, and offered me some money to get by, which either implies they knew I would probably want to get back at the other individual, or whatever was stated in my story, the individual that was harmed by the enemy, in this case, probably was of essential help. Whatever the case, I thank them, and had intentions of going to a weapon store, since I felt the individual I’m after couldn’t have gone far.

But with the logic of dreams, sometimes when you feel so close to something, or someone, you’re literally thousands of miles away, or implied to be in a completely different circumstance, which kind of throws plot development out of the window. For some reason, when I tried to get to a weapons store, I felt as if I was scammed by someone, maybe the same women I talked to, when they stated the money was either fake, or something like that.

Seeing how there’s too much going on, I decided to use whatever money I had in my wallet, and invest in going to a hotel to see how I would assess the circumstances I’m having to deal with right now. I still feel like I’m inside a vehicle, waiting for whoever is driving to arrive at a destination for a hotel I could go into.

And the environment itself resembled a city where there's elevated train tracks.

I can't recall what happens next. Either things ended up being pointless to me, since the plot development was basically nonexistent with these sporadic dream shifts, or my recall for the rest faded away when I went back to sleep.

09.04.2014

She's Moving Her Eyes Too Much While Reading the Teleprompter (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m holding a teleprompter for a female, and she looks Hispanic, and maybe around her mid-twenties. She has long black hair, and the outer edges of her eyes seems to be curved slightly upward, or it could be the illusion of the black makeup she has around them.

I’m analyzing how she’s moving her eyes, and whether or not she can properly state what’s on the teleprompter without making it obvious that she’s reading it. I had to do many “cuts” because she’s just not getting the habit down at all, and each time there is a cut, it’s as if the dream blanks out on me, and then comes back to life again.

She gets better over time, but she still isn’t making significant improvements, or maybe I was being too strict on the girl. She’s trying her best not to laugh, and not make this dream end up being a series of bloopers on her end.

The environment was most likely a grocery retail store, seeing how there’s cashier stations that are akin to one I go to frequently. I noticed the conveyor belts are going in the opposite direction, i.e., if you were to put an item on the belt, it would basically come back to you.

It feels awkward filming this female when I’m close to a conveyor belt, especially when my peripheral vision keeps making me have sensations of being bothered by it.

Shortly after passing a man whose head is a snake, three creatures are presented as things I'm meant to fight. But they seem harmless, and when I walk up to them, they disappear. Past them, I walk into a hidden door set into a tree, and spend some time walking through a series of rooms. The passageway I'm walking through makes a large circle, and when I get back to the start (there were a lot of scene changes along the way, so this "start" wasn't actually the same place as the tree-passage from before), I notice a flight of stairs heading down that I hadn't seen before, with small, glowing blue arrows hovering just above the floor, pointing down.

The stairs lead down into an enormous room filled with books and a portrait of a man I recognize as someone infamous named Corvo - he's someone I've heard of often, in the context of being a doctor or a researcher or something similar, responsible for some tragedy or some sinister event; but I personally think of him positively, even though I know very little about him - mostly I feel curious. I realize this was his room, and these are his records.

I'm standing in a city street in Corvo's POV, sort of - I'm aware that this is me going through his records, his reflections on the past. At this moment in time, he'd been disgraced, along with some other man who I'd also heard of, someone who's walking away from him right now. I have some mental connotation between this man and violence but also think of him as a better person than Corvo, someone who dislikes Corvo intensely but works more closely with him than anyone else, I have the impression Corvo somehow forced him or manipulated him into carrying out a lot of dirty work for him. Now Corvo's looking at the open gates to the city, looking at the crowds of people entering, aware that they're unknowingly carrying some danger that others refuse to listen to him about, and feeling powerless. With the knowledge that this is a flashback, he's feeling an incredible amount of pain over this moment in the past and whatever it eventually led to, and I feel that same emotion so intensely that I have a false awakening or something similar and spend it looking for some space to just calm down from that scene.