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Dangers of jet engines
I'm using my tablet to watch a short documentary on the dangers of jet engines. It's about three and a half minutes long. In the video, I see an airliner in a hanger with one jet engine firing. A huge orange plume is coming out the back, and (maybe due to misalignment?) it's coming into contact with the fuselage. The metal of the fuselage is turning orange and melting away, leaving a huge gaping hole. Oddly, it seems to be melting the outside of the circle first and working its way inwards. I briefly wonder what's holding up the material in the middle, but i don't give it much thought. I can see into the plane to the seats.
Now I'm sitting on my bed next to my wife, showing her the same video. Normally I wouldn't say "Here, watch this" - I'd just send her the link - but I'm sufficiently amazed by this that I feel she has to see it now.

Fragment
Something about camping.

I was walking up my street on what looked like a particularly bright and sunny day when a group of people i used to hang out with invited me to chill. I agreed, went home and washed up. When I returned outside they were partying in my driveway, making noise and quite a mess which I, of course, got into trouble for.

Just when I'm getting back into the swing of things I'm off out for a few days again, it's going to completely throw me off my efforts to lucid dream, but that's the price I'll have to pay! My recall suffered these last few days as a result of being away from home for a few days before that. I managed to recall one dream last night... I remember it being more vivid then now as I write it up, I didn't invest a lot of effort in remembering. Damn it.

Time I went to sleep: 2:00am
First awakening: 7:00am (Natural)

Dream 1
The dream starts with a bridge to some town being divided, Brad Pitt is the protagonist for some reason and I watch him scurry off into the town that has been blocked off. No one in this town has access to the other side of the bridge now. It seems I'm in a zombie infested land of infected peoples. I can't remember much but suddenly I am walking through a wooded area covered in snow, it's getting dark and there is a group of savages by a fire about to eat a baby, and I go over and end them all. Then Walter White is my new persona, and I'm overlooking a vast scene of hills, various fires around in the distance (I think the ending of the new Game of Thrones episode influenced this scene). Now I'm in a pub, and some old friends are around, specifically one that I haven't thought about for a long time (but she posted a status on Facebook last night and I remember it standing out). All my friends were drinking. Then that scene merged into a new scene where there was a tent set up with a ladder inside it going underground, and I remember watching my nan (what the hell, dreams) climbing up and out of the tent, then Brienne of Tarth came and climbed down into the lower area. I went down and there was a lot of sexual activity going on, mostly homosexual stuff, I remember seeing it but thinking it wasn't for me. This underground area was like a dodgy brothel, you could see inside different doors and various things were going on. I moved through the halls and suddenly I was in a strange version of my cousins bedroom, with my cousin, and we attempted to make a huge joint, this joint was like half a meter long. Attempting to roll it together we eventually gave up, and he rolled a smaller (but still quite long by joint standards, I'd say about 15cm). I remembered being angry about this joint, but then the dream faded off into nothing.

Time of final awakening: 11:00am (Snoozed 5 times until 12 however, I really need to stop doing that)
Time slept: Roughly 9 hours
Total awakenings: 3 (1st - Natural with recalled Dream | 2nd - Went back to sleep with no recall or logged time | 3rd - Alarm to get up)
Did I do my waking journal the night before? Yes
Did I do my awareness techniques throughout the day and before bed? Yes

Been pretty sick since yesterday. Just the flu but I'm pretty miserable. I couldn't sleep very well for a while last night, but once I'd taken some food and ibuprofen at 3 AM I was able to get about four hours of sleep, maybe? On top of the three I spent tossing and turning in a fever-induced mental fog. Soyeh.

But on the bright side I had a pretty cool dream. Still kinda off-the-wall 'cause of me being sick I think, but it was also in HD! Exciting~

Dream - ¿¿???/ im sick
so let's see here, I'd fallen asleep in relative semi-comfort and it felt like I went right into a dream, which was cool 'cause normally I'm not aware of when a dream starts. It was about this one Indian religious teacher guy who was on a frickin' long giant zip line thing. I'm not sure what they're called but basically it was these wires suspended and (unrealistically) curving in mid-air, and these car things, sort of like ferris wheel cars, were hung on 'em and just drifted down the wires thanks to gravity. I was either in the car with him or maybe I was him? It was sort of hard to tell.

Anyway I was pretty much lucid right then, and thinking (as myself) about how in real life I'd only been on something like this once, and how this had to be a dream. And then I just spent the rest of the ride looking around at everything and saying "Wow" out loud over and over. It was a very bright, sunny day, and we were a ridiculous distance up in the air; the trees below us were like frickin lil bushes. So I was pretty much just takin' in a spectacular amount of sunlit scenery. And I was totally amazed by how detailed and realistic everything was, and happy that I was able to have this experience again~ :3

and yeah then there was other non-lucid stuff about Dad and I goin' to get food after he met me at the zip line landing platform and I totes remember seeing and eating Fruit Loops and I could taste 'em and everything yayyy

This dream takes place at night time, on what appears to be an empty airstrip, with a row of tal floodlights erected upon tripods which 100s of people gather around.

I can hear rave music, very generic, as i walk along this airstrip, and i can also see others behind a fence waiting to get in. I then get flashbacks of actual flyers that once advertised these rave parties waaaaay back in the early 90's.

The dream suddenly shifts a bit, i now find myself indoors, in an almost white room, with grass on the floor, UV lights which makes everything glow brightly, and there is one lone raver on the dancefloor waving his arms about but not moving his feet. There is an opening and i go through it, and naturally i see pigs, real pigs, snuffling about on the floor, but the pigs look strange, their actually covered in orange "cow like" markings.

Now i am outside again and it is an early summers evening, another airstrip, this time one i actually recognize from the waking world as a place where i once had a fab night out partying til the sun came up.

As the dream continues, i find myself milling with 1000s of other ravers waiting patiently for the party to begin. There seems to be cars driving about with no wheels on them, not only that but i soon find myself in a car at this dream location, just looking for somewhere to park.

I do not recall much more of this, aside from the fact that it felt so real, specially the first and last parts that i can remember, among the floodlights on an airstrip, as i did go to many parties on airstrips/airfields/hangers from 1989 onwards, the last one being 1993, a Perception all nighter on an airstrip, this was the last part of my dream.

In reality myself and my friend Arfur, arrived at like 5pm, joining about 50 or so others to wait, it was a lovely summers day on april 30th, so we head towards the marquees and sit on the grass to smoke some reefer before the party began. Some hours later this is rumour that the rave had been cancelled, and a little later more, we ran towards the marquees and had a gib party anyway.

In the dream i only dream about waiting during the early evening, when more and more were gathering for the same reasons as us. Its a shame that dream didnt go all the way to the actual party, as my memories of that night are fading fast now anyway.

I dont know what the cow marked pigs represented, maybe the police, thats what we call the police sometimes, which is wrong i know, pigs are sensitive and intelligent animals whereas the police...

Anyway, not a bad dream in all, quite vivid, id say 11/15 for vividness, but i have no idea how long this dream lasted.

I also had fragments of american wrestler The Ultimate Warrior appear, not surprising as i read before bed that he had sadly passed away, i briefly watched american wrestling in the early 90s and he was my favourite, he just looked so powerful and striking, the best mullet in the business. RIP you giant.

Two friends and I dress up as nurses and persuade the concierge at Benedict Cumberbatch's hotel that we're here to take him to a private clinic for treatment. As we're waiting for Benedict to come downstairs, I try to sign the register using the name "Kit," which is obviously a fake name. Benedict quizzed me on whether or not Kit was short for something, and I came up with "Katherine Isabelle," which he told me was a very pretty name.

We went to sit down in an adjacent lounge while the other girls got our van-turned-fake-ambulance ready. I felt like something was off with one of my shoes. Looking down, I noticed that I was wearing combat boots that weren't fully laced. I took the boot off and discovered I also had an ankle brace underneath it, but it was also unlaced. I removed the brace to re-lace it, and found yet another ankle brace underneath that one.

Somehow, I find myself outside to see my parents getting into a cable car. I join them, but then a set of glass doors close over the sides of the cable car. They're inside the glass and I'm left outside, clinging to the car so I don't fall off. The cable car takes us to the airport. Dad and I talk about how complicated it is that I'm flying to one city with them and then taking a second flight home. We stop at the ticket agent to see if we can get me booked on a direct flight home. There are all sorts of complications and I'm not sure it can be done. Not sure of where I'll be flying to after all, I head for security. I put my suitcase on the belt to be x-rayed. On the other side, there are glasses of champagne coming out of the x-ray, but the belt does not stop when the glasses reach the end. I'm frantically trying to catch each one.

Fragment: I'm in a large open area or room, when someone comes up to me and says "Hi". Then they ask me a question, but I get woken up.

FUck. I get woken up every goddamn day. Just kills my recall to hear stomping and creaking as soon as I wake up. Can't focus.

i was at a lake pillsburry type place and was in the ocean water for a long time. it was blue and cold but really nice. when iwas in there first i was in a plastic raft that was kinda hard to get on. then it turned into a surf board and i was able to ride it in but it broke which upset the owner of it.

my mom and i were in the ocean later and i saw a shark swimming right toward us so i got my mom and i out of the way. the shark left us alone. until we tried to get to shore. it came right at us an we escaped at the last minute.

then my grandma susie and dee dee were all hanging at the top of the campsite. i chased them up there cuz i didnt want dee dee to cast a spell on us. i threatened to shove a padel up her ass if she didnt get it together.

my grandma tried to light a ciagerete but all she had was matches.


earlier in the dream i was back in middle school and was so exciteid to put stuff neatly in my desk. to start fresh and to learn with my old class mates

NON LUCID
*Some how I had permission to sell this huge white house. I wondered how got the point where I was at selling this huge house. I did recognize the house to be worth millions. Next door to this house was a little one which had some of my mail there. There was also mail there for my dad. Somehow the mail and the huge house was connected to my dad. I thought could be actually be my dads house. On the mail it had my dad's name with also with other names added to his original. When I looked at the house it seemed to have quite a lot of rooms.

*I am driving on the highway thinking I really wanna smoke right now. I am aware that it is the weekday but I still wanna smoke. I thought I can't be a pot head this is to much. I am driving on 75 while I am thinking this.

*I am at patrick's house picking up some ganja. Then all of a sudden Kat Williams shows up and he is there to pick up stuff to. He was very friendly and joking a whole lot. I remember at some point he did something that revealed that he was not all there in the head. I thought wow show business really messed him up I guess. I thought why is he so tall, isn't he a lot shorter then this. Patrick said the name of the stuff he was putting the bags for us. He set mine up first as he weighted out one gram with this in little scale he had. I first thought why isn't this stuff green, must be some really exotic. Then I waiting in the kitchen to just hang out and be polite. As I was waiting in the kitchen I noticed that instead of ganja it was fried cat fish in my bag. I said hey patrick this is fried catfish! Why are you trying to scam be dude? If you need money you can just ask me bro. As I said all of this he seemed to snap, I thought maybe this guy is not all there in head. How can he just go crazy like this? He grabbed a knife, then I said please don't hurt me man I have a hundred bucks on me. He said that will do, I gave him the money and ran out of the house. This is happened in my apartment strangely enough.

*I was reading a text on buddhist tantra and kaula tantra. Basically it concerned deity yoga and consort yoga.

I dreamt about a school full of people that had special powers. One day the people were doing weird stuff. The girls wanted to have sex badly. I ran out of the school at night and drove away in some random persons truck.

I crashed into a swamp and we went back to the school to ask a teacher for help but, I saw a monster instead. Two kids asked me where the teacher was and I pointed toward the monster. I summoned a robot with my powers.

I went home to sleep and saw a monster. Me and my sister ran out of my house I flew away flapping my arms.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #199: 1985

I’m hanging out with my friends “Leroy”, “Captain Kirk”, and “R” in a hotel room. I’m explaining to them that if we all think of the same time period at once, we’ll begin a shared dream that transports us to that time.

“Think of 1985!” I cry excitedly. Everyone gets a look of concentration on their faces and I become lucid as a “shared dream” of 1985 begins.

I spy a bin full of socks nearby. “Everyone wear their socks like they did in 1985!” I say, and everyone grabs a pair of long socks and pulls them all the way up. (I don’t think people really wore their socks this way in 1985, but oh well.)

I yank my socks up to knee height. “It’s hip to be square,” I say, and the DCs laugh at my awkward 80s reference. For some reason I think this is hilarious, and Hip to Be Square starts playing faintly in the background. (Not released until 1986! )



We walk outside of the hotel room to a nighttime scene at a gas station. “Captain Kirk” points toward a nearby Bronco at a refueling station and says, “We need to put some gas in the car.” We all walk over there and he starts filling up the tank. (I don’t recall him paying in advance with a credit card.)

Leroy suddenly looks worried and says, “We lost [The Schwartz]!” (“The Schwartz” is another friend who hasn’t yet appeared in this scene.) I have a false memory of The Schwartz being in our group earlier and think we’ve lost him. I know that the disappearance of a DC isn’t anything to get worried about, but I agree that we should look for him.

There’s a brick building nearby. Leroy and I enter it through a metal doorway and we wind up in a huge room that’s clearly bigger than the building itself. It looks like some kind of trap-filled dungeon, complete with a large pit of bloody spikes and stone walls lined with torches. On a ledge maybe fifteen feet above, we see The Schwartz gripping a rope and preparing to swing across the pit like Tarzan.

I’m still aware that this is a dream, but I’m not sure that I want to see how this plays out. Leroy and I implore the Schwartz to come down from the ledge and not go swinging over a pit of dream-spikes. Noticing us for the first time, he waves down to us. The dream ends shortly after.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #198: The Egg

I’m standing in a sparse building that looks like a cleared-out convenience store. Wife’s standing about fifteen feet away, singing expressively to the room. I’m behind a high countertop staring with little comprehension at a strange deck of cards, wondering how I’m supposed to play with them. The thought of dreaming crosses my mind and I become lucid.

Slightly taken aback at the plunge into lucidity, I try to remember April’s Task of the Month. The actual task is to look inside an Easter egg, but I remember it as “give an egg to a DC”.

I walk up to Wife, reach behind my back, and say, “Hey, [Wife]! Here’s an egg.” I produce a plain white egg and place it into her left hand, feeling smugly satisfied at this “flawless execution”. Wife stops singing and glares at me, slightly shaking her head. She looks pissed and her expression seems to ask me What the hell are you doing?

Then with one swift motion, she smashes the egg all over her right shoulder. A gush of yolk and snotty-looking egg white flows down her arm. After another couple seconds of staring daggers at me, she turns her attention away, smiles, and returns to singing.

I return to my spot behind the counter, curious again about the playing cards. They’re now face down in three separate piles. I turn a few over, but the symbols are indecipherable to me.

Giving up on this, I wander into an adjacent room. It looks like a small basement with one high window along the wall. There’s also a wide hole near the top of one wall that looks like I could crawl through. I begin hoisting myself up to explore it, but the dream ends.

I'm playing poker online.
The problem is that I'm not playing in my notebook and the keyboard is weird, there are just numbers and someone explained me that I have to learn ''combinations'' of numbers to write words.
I'm really slow at this and I feel really dumb.
And also when I want to write numbers the keyboard refuse to obey and the screen shows an enigmatic phrase which invites me to watch out of the windows and calculate the speed of the wind.
I look at my window but I don't feel like get up and go to watch out, as I'm feeling really tired, so I write ''I'm tired'' on the keyboard and finally the screen says that the password is correct and I have gained a bonus of 350,000$ to play poker online.
I'm happy, but suddenly I notice I lost the poker tournament I was playing, which was required to gain the bonus!!!!

Dream night of 4/8/14. Only fragments I can recall
I am planning on going to a little party with my friends. We are getting all glammed up for it. We're all students, so maybe its a college party. As we are getting ready to go, I notice a guy nearby and I recognize him and start to talk to him. He said he's going to the party too. I am thrilled. But, as we all get ready to go, he said he has something else to do. I am bummed! My friends are all heading off and I decide to stick behind with him. He pulls out papers and says he has to grade his english essays for his class. I tell him I am really great at reading and would love to help. We are laughing and joking together. His brother, Liam, shows up and helps us grade some more papers.
In this dream, the 'guy' was Chris Hemsworth. Nice.

I am at my denair house. There are friesians in the school field someone is grazing. Mitzy is out of her pen and roaming around and she has recently been shaved down for her summer coat. M is there. Its awkward.

Date: 4/9/2014 (Tue)
Total sleep: 6 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Awareness, Mantras
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10 pm
Dream 1 Title: Strange trip to the Cape
Dream 1: I know I am at the Cape. I am standing in, what appears to be someone’s backyard. It is a large area of grass with a few large maple trees. There is a large garden, with no fence, just evenly planted rows of flowers and vegetables. One row of flowers look like low growing (about a foot tall) sunflowers, but they are a bright orange color. I see a large, old farm house nearby. The paint is peeling. I walk across the yard to a dirt road and begin to follow it. I can see the ocean on the horizon to my left. I walk up a small hill, and over the crest I can see an ocean front town. It looks like a typical New England ocean front town. There are a lot of grey cedar clapboard covered buildings. I walk down the road, which is now paved. There are buildings on both sides of the street. This area is looking more like Wells Maine. I see a building to my right which I know is a restaurant. It is an open area with red topped tables and white chairs, like a courtyard. There is a serving bar with a large sign above it with a list of foods. I see pictures of hamburgers, hot dogs, and fish and chips. There is text, but I don’t bother reading it. I am not going to eat anything on the menu. There are no people in the restaurant except a man behind the counter. He sees me and says, “Sorry we are all out of food.” I just shrug at him and walk out. I continue to walk down the street toward the ocean. I remember I left my car parked nearby and head towards it. I pass more buildings, one has many multicolored kites hanging out front. I find my car and get in. I begin to drive down the street. The ocean and town are gone. I am now on another dirt road in a rundown town in the woods. I can see tall pine tree covered hills on both sides of the road. I am passing an old auto shop (car/truck repair and gas) on my left. It has a dirt parking lot. Standing in the parking lot is a huge dog. I look closely at it. It looks to be about 5 feet tall (from front feet to top of its head). It is a dark brown color with a long tail that is tick with fur. It has a short snout, more like a bear than a dog. It must weight close to 250 pounds. It is watching my car as we drive by. My wife (who is suddenly in the passenger’s seat) asks, “What kind of dog is that?” I reply, “It’s a wolfdog.” I knew this was correct in my dream. I turn left onto a smaller dirt road. It is very dark. There are small one story houses on my left and right. None of the houses have any lights. My headlights are lighting up the road in front of us. This neighborhood looks abandoned and it is starting to feel like something out of a horror movie. I see a house cat lying in the road in front of me and have to swerve to my left to get around it. Then I see two more cats sitting in the road and have to swerve further to the left to avoid them. This road looks familiar. It looks very similar to a road I’ve near my childhood neighborhood. The road turns to the right. There is tall grass and cat o’nine tails growing in a small swamp on the left hand side of the road. On the right side I can see several three story apartment buildings. The yards of the building are over grown and the buildings look abandoned. There are no lights on. My wife says, “Look!” She is pointing to a mailbox next to the road. It is black and there is a number 13 painted on it in white (standard block letters). I see more mailboxes on the side of the road as well and they all look exactly the same, all have the number 13 on them. I move my headlights up (apparently I can control them like a flashlight) to the buildings and up at the peak of the building, where the wall meets the roof, is a number 13 painted in black. I move the lights to the other buildings and they are all number 13. My wife says, “Oh my God! They are all number 13!” She sounds very scared. I find the situation silly and am not scared. The dream fades and I wake up.
Awake: 3:58 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 8
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 12 min
Emotions: General contentment, annoyance, slightly amused
Dream Signs: Places similar to locations from my childhood, a dog that doesn’t exist in real life, abandoned buildings
Notes: Took magnesium last night. I read through some dreams from my journal before bed, did some meditation with visualization and mantras for waking after dreams, remembering dreams, and “I’m Dreaming!”. Applied positive emotions to all of these techniques. I slept pretty well but only woke up from one dream at 3:58 am. I spent a few minutes recalling my dream, wrote a few tags, and then rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. My hips were sore from working out yesterday (I am a side sleeper) and I was having trouble getting comfortable. Plus, I was excited because I knew this was a great opportunity for a micro WTWB which caused me to become lucid the night before. I repeated my mantra (I’m Dreaming) with positive emotion as I lay there trying to doze off. I kept a positive attitude about the situation. The discomfort of my hips and the excitement of a potential LD brought me too far out of my sleep state. I lay there quietly letting thoughts and images flash into my head until my light alarm went off at 4:50 am. I turned off the alarm and lay there until 5 am. Then I got up, worked out, showered and was off to work.