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22. June 2014

These days I don’t get enough sleep because I had to do some important stuff so I always went to bed very late (at least 1~2 am).
Today it was the same case because of my prom but since current room doesn’t have any roll shutters so i woke up really early. I'm always already at 9 am normally awake..


My Lucid and Recall Techniques

*ADA
*Intensive MILD routine
*WBTB
* after waking up going through all my dream signs so i can get the chance to really recall any dreams (fragments)

Dreams
( I had several dreams this night but i could only recall two dreams fully and the rest were only fragments and also not very interesting)

[U]First dream/U]
I entered a building what supposed to be my high school but it doesn’t look like it and then I said hey in those moments I must do my RC's because maybe i'm dreaming.. I looked after other things what was maybe isn't in a right place or after DC's who always appear but don't exist or i actually can't meet anymore. But somehow I didn't realize that I was dreaming although I was sure I did! In my dream i was in 'my' high school but i didn't have any classes because i'm actually finished with school but i'm still waiting to get my school report. So in the mean i goofed around with other together. Then some teachers came to the hall where i was and said we were too loud and just disturb the other students. After his warning i went to my classroom and goofed there instead haha suddenly someone came from behind and tickled me so hard that I almost fell to the ground... and that person was and still is of course one on my best friends who i saw just yesterday at my prom and i was so happy to see her 'the next day' again because i somehow remembered to ask her if she's gonna go to school today but since school ends very soon she said to me that she had better stuffs to do. Nonetheless i was glad that she came anyways. Together we went to the hall again to just jump around and dance to the music we listened to. With her everything was more funny than doing it all alone After doing it for a while she became hungry and we decided to go eating. At the restaurant we ordered so much food to eat and i didn't mention yet but my (self-)awareness was abnormally high in comparison to my usual awareness is dreams. The result of it was that i could enjoy my food with every bite and the dessert was the best: an apple pie only for me damn words can't describe how delicious that was! Luckily i could eat my heavenly meal up because not long after that i woke up. That dream sounds very short but for me it

After waking up i thought damn i was so close to have a lucid dream again... Then before going to sleep again I was doing my MILD routine again

Second dream
Somehow i was on my way home from school haha like i just dreamt the other dream on. But i was on my bicycle and that was a normal thing for me although my school is far away from my home.. Nevertheless at that moment i thought about a song and then jared leto came to my mind and guess what happened afterwards haha jared leto appeared while riding on a pink bicycle. That was such a funny view because he was pink from head to toe as well. Then i didn't waste any time and began to talk with him while we both riding on our bikes. Oh it was so nice spending time with one of my favorite people. I didn't even need to become lucid to see him in my dreams After spending so much time together it was time to also say goodbye to each other. I wasn't really sad because we spend intensively time with each other ^.^ In my mind i thought about how i must doing sport to be fit so why not taking another ride with the bicycle? After riding a while around where it was so hilly i got tired and wanted to take a break. Down the hill i saw a small antique building and it awakened my interest so i decided to go inside. In that moment i thought about the book the accidental time machine and how much i hate it and that was the reason i guess for the thing i found inside that bungalow. Like the title indicates i found a time machine inside and then i got into another person and saw his own perspective and that someone i really dislike and used the time machine before me and got into trouble. My first thought was serves him right... LOL. but i thought whatever he did in the past it is my responsible to help him and i also wanted to try it out how it would feel to travel through time and it was not as i expected it to be because as i pressed the bottom of that machine i was immediately somewhere else and additionally
that thing only went forward. After my first attempt i saw where his troubles lies and try to handle it in that time but without success. So i used that time machine again and the situation got only worse for him because in that time nobody knew him because of his attitude towards a person that person just erased his identity. And i just thought what a pity that you can't go backwards in time because would be much easier. All in all i used the time machine once again and we finally fixed it and he just began a new life and we actually became good friends. After my tome travel I went out to go home and but never reached it haha because there where so nice things like a beautiful lake on the side walk and much more interesting stuff to adore not to forget i had the chance to attend a medieval festival! It felt like the dream lasted for over a week because of my time travel

Emotions

First dream: First it was very uncomfortable an das I did my RC’s in my dreams quite often nowadays but somehow without success this time :c But because it wasn’t a nightmare I brain wasn’t numb enough so i couldn’t think. That’s why with my consciousness I changed my surroundings freely and as I got to see one of my best friend my mood went up and i was so happy to see her again in such a short time. And then we went eating and since I was pretty self- aware of everything and that’S why I had the chance to taste that good food with all my senses and our dessert made me the happiest girl on earth! Haha these days i was so into apple pies that i even dreamt of it.

Second dream: Seeing Jared Leto it was an overjoyed feeling and I was incredibly happy that words just can’t describe it. Haha I had him only for myself not like in concert where everyone around you are just screaming and singing along with him and it sounds so shitty...


All in all my dreams made me speechless in a positive way and I’m still happy whenever I think about seeing my best friend and eating with her my favorite dessert and it was so vivid that i thought it was real. Btw must think about new RC's methods!

Date: 22nd of june.
Total sleep: Unknown.
Daytime Techniques: RC's, mantras, awareness, melatonin.
Lucid Techniques: Mantra.
Recall Techniques: Dream journal
Fell Asleep: Unknown.
Dream Title: The food pebbles.
Dream: I start out in a schoolyard, surrounded by large school walls. I eventually leave for a graveyard to collect some magical pebble-like item, it seems i collect them by a fruitninja-type game. It is way too much work for 1 person, so my familiy picks me up in a car and we collect them together, but at a different place. Some of the keywords lying in the back of my head about this dream are> Kite, car, zombies.
Awake: Unknown.
Vividness: 8/15
Awareness: Occasional.
Length: 5
Emotions: Happiness, fear.
Dream Signs: school, friends&family.

LD fragment: I am in a fotball binge. The only keywords that linger in my mind are: Animal rights and discussion.

This is actually going to be slightly abridged, because I have to write another essay today, and I don't feel like writing an essay before I even write an essay.

Staked (James 3)

This dream was extremely long, and apparently it was in three parts, so I am having trouble remembering the beginning, but I was lucid.

I was following James down a dark cave. He was telling me important things, most of which I can't remember anymore. But we discussed three main things: I was to go on a mission. This mission was long, it was dangerous, and it could get scary at times. The gist of the mission was to locate a specific person in their dream and attack them.

"Cool," I thought. I'd already had a few lucid nightmares under my belt.

He continued to lead me down this dark cave until we entered a room with a dark, long winding staircase.



When we got to the bottom, we stood on the ledge of an underground lake full of green misty water.

"Charon!" James called out to the ferryman. This was weird, oh this was weird as hell (I'm so punny).

"Got a penny for the ferryman?" Charon asked. James scoffed and summoned two gold coins.

"Take her to the other side, she won't need a ride back," he then turned to me, "your team will be waiting for you."



I found myself in the middle of a bustling mall. I quickly found my team mates.

Our weapons of choice: glowing sky blue arrows and stakes. Interesting. We took a moment to look around the mall, trying to gather out who we were supposed to attack vs who was just a normal dream character. But it was seriously crowded here.



There were so many f'ing people. Nevertheless, we knew who we needed to attack. It was the people with the blue/black energy signatures. They seemed to be in the middle of everything, as if protected by the swarms of people.

One of my team mates shot an arrow at a random DC. The arrow hit, the DC fell to the ground, and then dematerialized. He raised an eyebrow, "and none of the DC's even notice?"

I tried the same. I pointed an arrow at a nearby DC and shot. The arrow impaled him. He looked up at me, as if annoyed. And then dematerialized.

No panic. No mass chaos. Creepy.

"Well...I guess we should get a move on, then?" I suggested to my team mates, who were all (not surprisingly) a little confused.

We converged: "So, I think that the DCs are guarding the people that we need to attack. I'm not sure if eliminating them will help, though it wouldn't hurt to find out."

We stalked the mall until we entered a small retail store with fewer people. One of our targets was there.

"We'll take the surrounding dream characters - you take the man," a team mate suggested to me.

Glowing blue arrows began to fly everywhere, illuminating the dark, mahogany room. I aimed my bow carefully and shot. My target turned around, a little stunned, and then laughed, pulling the arrow out of him.

"Not dead! NOT DEAD NOT DEAD!!" I yelled out. Mass confusion among my team mates. The target smiled wickedly. He raised his arms into the air, summoning something. Summoning his dream characters.

Suddenly, we were being ambushed by mobsters. Our team broke and flew in many different directions, but the mobsters flew too. FUCK.

I couldn't figure out why my shot hadn't killed him...but wait...THE STAKES. I reached into my bag and pulled out a white stake. Flying quickly, I located a target and fiercely swooped down in front of her, jamming the white stake into her heart. Blood gushed out from all directions and she collapsed. Nice.

"WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" One of my team mates called from above me, pointing to the door. He had already rounded up everyone else. We raced out of the doors of the malls, still being chased by the flying mobsters. We flew through mazes of city trying to lose them - and eventually we did.

Me, being a very fast flyer, was up ahead with a different team mate. We decided to stop to let everyone else catch up.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?" He asked me with a smile, noticing that I was trying to hold back a laugh. We were waiting below some building and out of the window we heard music, but it was coming out all jumbled up and ridiculous. I was laughing at the dream.

"Pssshhh I bet you can't even dance to this," he laughed.

"Well! I probably can't!" I admitted. The song was so messed up, it was a mixture of Gangnam Style and Wiggle. He started trying to dance to it.

"I'm like, about 98.3% certain that's not how you do the Gangnam style!"

"Yeah, whatever, I was just being creative!" He laughed. Our team mates finally caught up to us and we regrouped.

"Okay - so, we have a few options. There is a layout to this dream I've noticed. It may seem endless, but its contained into sections. There is one part we haven't touched yet," he pointed to a map/directory.

"That looks pretty terrifying," I added, based on the picture. It was black with white scribbly writing.

"Yeah, but it's one of our last options."

We located the area in the dream and entered. It was a dark parking garage. Of course. I woke up.

abridged part: don't accept anything from DC, keeping the item with you keeps them alive (chocolate shop), more stakings, mass chaos erupts. moving sidewalk. everything definitely underground.

My party is holed up in an expansive wooden mansion. There are 4 of us: A gruff and burly mercenary turned circumstantial ally, a wheezing old man fitting the mentor/teacher niche, a beautiful girl with large blue eyes y yo el protagonista. We've barricaded ourselves inside as a last resort, and are desperately making a plan. We've escaped our shapeless pursuers in the woods and night is falling, but we don't know how long it'll be until they reach us. There's an argument and everyone but the mercenary decides to stay at the mansion for the night. Frustrated, the mercenary storms off. Although the house is huge with a high ceiling, the lights are sparsely placed and serve only to throw long shadows along every surface. I grab the girl's hand and climb up the solid wooden staircase in the foyer, looking for some privacy. We find a small dusty room with a desk and a thick persian rug, and sit down to eat, propping our packs against the desk and lying back onto them. We sit there in companionable silence, and continue holding hands on the rug. I smile at her, and notice how lovely her face is, with delicate features and a brilliant grin.



Suddenly feeling impulsive, I look at her conspiratorially and lead her to the window. Outside, snow is falling softly and I open the frigid metal clasp, letting the window swing outward. I feel the snow drift in, and land lightly in my hair. I glance at the girl, and she's laughing and catching the flakes with her tongue. Suddenly, she starts and points frantically out the window. I turn quickly and the outside world is engulfed in a blindingly bright light that swallows up everything and washes it away.

Last night I fell asleep fast and smooth, however next morning I was in for an unpleasant subconscious suprise...

1. The failure

I'm very stressed as I'm working on my math-exam, I don't understand most questions and understand my own answers even less. I feel regret that I haven't learned more and I'm stunned by the complexity of the exam itself. When I get home I somehow see a meter in the bottom-right of my vision, it jumps between 40/100 and 60/100 and eventually evens out at 50/100, I feel relieved. That was a representation of my score for the exam, I barely made it. But then it got very blurry and suddenly fell back to 20/100 and I knew I had failed. Visions of my teacher telling me the bad news that I have to do the whole year again, the shame the stress, I start walking around my house talking to myself "You're not going to fail, it can't be!"... "How could you let this happen!", I feel like I'm about to lose my balance when I whisper to myself "Wake up". Suddenly I wake up and look at my clock, it's 08:02 and I calm myself, it was just a dream, the exam went quiet good IRL. After 10 minutes I fall back asleep.

2. Deep blue riches

I'm in a tomb, deep underground doing some sort of excavation for old relics, in the middle of the tomb there's a deep pool and my sister tells me I should look at the bottom. I jump in a swim to the bottom, I don't have problems holding my breath, I could stay under for hours it seemed like. I start digging the sand at the bottom and after half a meter I see a small object glowing, I pull it out of the sand and it's a large ruby. I swim to the surface and anounce it to my sister who's very enthousiastic. I go back down and keep digging, suddenly I pull two MASSIVE blue saphires out of the mud and I'm nearly yelling from joy underwater. I quickly swim back up and tell her that each of these are worth like 10 billion!

3. I lost them...

I'm driving in an old-timer around some mountainous bay, it looks like the Golden Gate bridge is in the distance crossing the bay but I take some small dirt road near some dangerous Cliffs. I feel like I lost the large gems from previous dreams and so missed a chance of becoming rich, I'm dissapointed and thinking about what to do now. I drive really fast and suddenly go over a ramp, the car flies high up in the air and goes over the bay, eventually landing at the side of a cliff, I jump out and land in the water. As I swim to the shore a woman that looks like a secretary looks at me like I'm crazy but I ignore her. I look back to the water and I'm intimidated by the large amount of agressive fish I see swimming around, I feel like there are new riches at the bottom of the bay but I'm scared the fish would eat me. After some time I notice the fish are actually eating other fish and so gather my courage to jump in. I look around and at some point see what looks like an old pirate ship almost completly burried in, I can see the deck of the ship with an acces to the hold of the ship but it's covered with a wooden grate, it looks very old though so I try pulling it out. First it doesn't work but the second time I manage to break a piece of. I see something shiny and pick it up, with high hopes I swim to the surface but then I see it's an old rusty nail and I tell it to the woman standing at the shore.

Tomorrow I have to deliver my books to the school again and next Thursday it's the verdict about my exams.

Morning of June 22, 2014. Sunday.



In the first section of my dream I am at an unfamiliar school, though it does have a semicircular road that goes in and out again, similar to my old middle school, but over a wider area. A boy of about ten and in a car driven by his parents, I assume, is throwing javelins, one after another, through some sort of metal ring attached to a corner of the fence. He is to my left as the car is moving towards me but I am not directly in my dream at this point. He manages to get each javelin perfectly through the ring regardless of the distance from when he first started. This seems quite normal, as he had practiced most of his life to reach this level of accuracy and perfection.

Later, I am in the field on school grounds. I attempt a javelin throw and it just missises going through the center of the ring, only an inch or so from the outer area, slightly to the upper right. The detail of focus is very clear. I try throwing it at what I am looking directly at without intentionally aiming.

In another section of my dream, I am focused on trying to work out something involving letters and numbers. I am writing a book, apparently, on different “hidden” patterns in my life that have always meant something to me, relating to patterns that “flowed” through several layers. At one point, I say to an unknown male how everything in the world must fit into a certain pattern of totality relating to my life’s path. Eventually, I focus on the word “if” which means infinite potential. I reason that “i” is the ninth letter and “f” is the sixth. Therefore, it makes the number 96, which is one of my main numbers in life other than the number twenty-two (as well as eleven). For some reason, I write a supposedly enigmatic sentence relating to the words “is” and “as”. There is something about the word “six” being “xis” in reverse".

I am back in Cubitis in the living room at the large wooden table by the windows to the east that look out into the backyard. My mother is sitting in a chair on the south end of the room closer to the windows. There is something about being in twelfth grade, or doing twelfth grade work when I was in fifth grade. This seems true in-dream.

There is a point at where I am in the bathroom looking at the corner near the ceiling where the walls meet and notice a crack in the concrete along the corner itself and am thinking that maybe I could paint the inside of some rooms. Oddly, I think of how I have lived here in the Cubitis house “all my life”, which seems unusual, but which is not true at all, as I have not lived there since the middle of 1978.

I am later studying the pattern of the band name “The Fixx” - my favorite band for many years. I remember that “FIXX” looks a bit like XXII in reverse - the Roman numerals for number twenty-two. I then reason that it could also represent 696 in that “f”, again, is the sixth letter, “IX” is nine in Roman numerals, and the additional “X” is the twenty-fourth letter (and 2 + 4 = 6). This seems to “fit”. Interestingly though, it could also represent 6966 in a similar way. In which case “f” is six, “i” is the ninth letter, and each “x” being 24 (2 + 4 = 6). My dream focus seems to go around in circles in these layered associations.

[12:00 AM]

I began the dream with my current roommate (big football guy) towards our apartment, and he remarks on how he's frustrated with work, but I don't believe I really care. I actually think I laugh (in a polite way ), and try and steer the conversation elsewhere (in a manner where I don't have to think about the conversation, and can just say uh-huh as we walk). I make it back to my room, forgetting all about my roommate, and find my sister there. We are about to go to sleep, and tell each other we're going to be lucid tonight. I manage to fall asleep in the dream, and wake up in the dream, where I see my sister already awake, sitting on the bed across from mine. I talk to her for a little bit before I just blurt out "I must be dreaming."

At this point, I don't actually have the sensation that I'm lucid- rather, I dreamed of myself dreaming and being lucid. I believe my sister was also lucid in this dream, and we actually met on the astral plane. She looks at me and then asks me a question; all she says is "birds?" and looks expectantly at me (earlier I had a conversation with HorseLime about what we'd ask the DC that represented each other in our dreams, and I think I had something similar with my dream sister). I think for a while, sputtering out a couple of words, and then settle on "net," as in capturing a lot of birds. She seems satisfied with this and her face begins turning blue. She has trouble speaking, and I think she is choking or not breathing in real life.

I began shaking my head violently in the hopes of waking up, and am back in the room "awake." My sister is again already awake, and tells me she was testing me. She is scared she'll somehow choke in reality, and wanted to see if I'd be able to help her if we could connect on the astral plane. Since our rooms are next to each others in the apartment, I tell her we should knock on the wall in a certain pattern to signal if the other needs help (we did similar things when we were kids, though generally as games and a 3-knock pattern for "911"). She says something along the lines of that being unnecessary, but I respond I am also worried about choking. I'm not sure what we settled with on that, though I do remember feeling happy I passed this test, and I did at some point have a Jesus-like imagery (perhaps I felt like a god).

My mind jumps to a third person view, and flashes around school kids in a privileged school. It was like watching an advertisement for this place, and a variety of different computer science terms were strung together as the ad was playing. My mind eventually jumped to the actual school, and I saw some of the kids who were in the ads. They had a rating system to determine who was the smartest, and I remember the kid who held this title was a tiny Latino guy. My view then jumped to a blackboard where class began, and the teachers (there were two) as well as a student TA began teaching about the use of variables. I got the vibe that this was a pre-algebra course, and that the school prided themselves on their teacher to student ratio. Regardless, the actual teaching was pretty much gibberish.

Later on I was taking a test with HorseLime. I don't remember what it was about, but do remember HorseLime's embarrassment for asking a teacher for clarification repeatedly throughout. I may have teased him about this.

- Fragment: At one point while I was asleep in the dream, I was a ghost chasing my sister like PacMan.

[3:00 AM (?)]

I didn't open my eyes when I awoke, but am guessing it was around 3:00 AM. I heard the girl next door crying and yelling on the phone to her boyfriend presumably. I then had the following dream:

I was on the computer, chatting with Lisa Ann, successful porn star. She recently finished writing a series of books, possibly autobiographical, and I believe I was interviewing her. I don't remember my specific questions, but we seemed to have hit it off, and I got this notion that I was now her pupil. I was hoping for a recommendation with some porn competition, and thought I could ride her success to get a bit farther. At one point, I was on the toilet and I had her stack of books, wrapped in vacuum sealed plastic. I remember feeling satisfaction opening the books, and being amazed by how thick each book was (though the number 80 is floating around as the number of pages of each book). I finish using the bathroom and am aware she is downstairs. I want to thank her in person, as I was hoping for a blowjob. I go downstairs, meekly say thanks for all her help (which she responds, "sure, no problem"), and I leave quickly.

I'm later out on a field, where girls had to line up. Guys in succession were being picked, who then had to pick a girl, pull her pants down, and eat her out. I was waiting my turn, when this big guy who looked vaguely familiar was picked. He picked a girl I knew a while back, #059-354, and I was very grossed out by this fact. I start walking away but as I do so, the big guy decides to pick me up and throw me on the ground, though only lightly as a joke. I try and sit up, but he keeps stepping in my way, and then complaining that I am the one who is causing all this trouble. He finally lets me up, and we do a handshake (with a neat little slide of the palms), and go our separate ways. I didn't like him, but he must've thought we were friends.

As I'm walking I end up in a baseball lineup. I'm waiting in a very long line, and am probably in the 6th position before swinging. I was nervous that I would swing and screw up for the team. Ronald Weasley was standing behind me, commenting the same. I remember #740-9421 was able to hit the ball, and nearly got a home run but fell short. I finally made it to bat, and managed to get a home run my first swing. I was happy, and I began rounding this giant field (not a baseball diamond) that I believe was the same as my middle school field. The people in front of me stayed in front of me as I rounded the field, and I eventually stopped with them at this presentation on the other side.

People were crowding around, trying to listen to some man discuss racism. Eventually the crowd dispersed except for a guy I recognized from middle school dressed in a nice suit, and myself. Before us remained an old white man and Barack Obama, discussing the prevalence of racism. Eventually the white man stops talking, and Obama begins discussing a program that me and the other guy could join, called IO (as in input/output). The guy from middle school began making up a lot of excuses on why he can't do this, and Obama quickly disregards him and looks at me. I comment on the fact that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I would most definitely join this program.

We both then head over to a car, and begin picking up kayaks and placing them on the hood. I again think of a recommendation, and how great it would be to get one from Obama, as well as some great guy in computer science back in my school. After piling the kayaks I get into the car, and immediately feel choked. Part of the car was against my neck, pressing my head to the roof of the car. I loosen it up, lean the car back, and look around. Obama has now turned into a really old white man, and the car we were in was very dirty and unkempt. I don't think too much of it though, and notice a pair of headphones were strategically hanging off of part of the car next to my ear. The radio was playing through this, as well as the car stereo, and I heard snippets of a comedy show blaring out, very closely echoed into my ears from the headphone. Unfortunately I don't remember any of the jokes.

I somehow make it to the backseat and have a bag of trail mix like food. A girl enters through the side of the car, and the old man is sitting there as well (kind of like in the back of a limo, but still very dingy). I offer her some of the trail mix, which turns out to consist of nothing but grapes, raisins, and "watermelon" (it looked like flat sunflower seeds with a watermelon texture). She politely refused, and I pulled out one of the watermelons, which turned into a cookie in my hand. I found some chocolate dip nearby, and dipped the cookie, taking a bite afterward. The girl commented on how sweet that must be.

Bad Grades
Lucid #14

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I´m in my teachers room, together with my friend. For some reason he has artificial limbs. I listen to them talk and he finds out he´s getting bad grades. They both start a fight and my teachers takes his legs and throws him out of the window. I take something formed like a clubb and hit him with it. He drops to the ground and i run to my friend to see if he´s ok. I throw his legs and his phone through the open window. I try to jump out to but i don´t seem to fit. I go into the hallway and as i walk towards the main entrance everybody looks like me as i´m a celebrity. I get nervous and walk faster. I meet him outside and help him up. We start running but suddenly i stop and realize that i just messed up my life by hitting a teacher. I freak out but then i do a nose RC due to a suspicion and voilá i´m lucid.
I take time to stabilize by using all 5 senses. I look up into the sky and it looks beautiful. I try to walk but i only manage to float and don´t realla get far. I try taking off and flying i feel the air in my face, everything gets really bright and i wake up.

-I am walking at sunset in this desertish area (looks like Arizona). It's third person and I see myself as Channing Tatum with a beard. I approach this shack with an old man, my partner, and sit down next to a fire. He offers me a beer and I accept. He asks (or somehow communicates to) me if we should get started and I indicate we should. We start walking off into the desert. We're bounty hunters, and I have the ability to detect our target, possibly by emitting a beeping noise off my belt. Suddenly the ground starts shaking. We're inside a large futuristic room (like an ff7 shinra room). The room is enormous. It's third person again and I see myself and my partner standing in the center of the room as two small specks. The floor gives out leaving a hole that completely engulfs us. I see dragon scales sliding past us on all sides and realize we're getting attacked by a dragon. I summon an earthquake (my character already had special abilities in being able to detect things so I guess this was just a logical jump) but the dragon simply expanded the hole so that the earthquake didn't affect him. We're falling down into this seemingly bottomless hole, and I realize I need to take control of the situation. I shout out to my partner "I'll handle this." I turn my body into fire and scream "AAAAHHH!!!" and fly upwards creating the largest explosion of fire I can manage. I'm still inside the hole (not sure what happened to my partner), and the dragon is so large I realize I'm gonna have to up my game. I create these geometric objects to attack the dragon (they're like straight lines with a single triangle per line). I fire them rapidly at the dragon but am only able to target a small section of his body. At this point I escape the hole by going into the third person and see Suzuha (Stein's gate) fade down from the ceiling, like a video game character enter a battle. I continue to fight the dragon through Suzuha, controlling her actions with my mind. I distinctly see a large computer setup near the dragon. I then summon firaga traps to surround the dragons body, using his enormity against him. He sets off many of the firaga traps, and I realize that I can just erase the dragon with my power. Suzuha lifts her right hand up near her left shoulder as I mentally target the dragons scales. I then think "Erase!" as she throws her hand to her right side. This erases a large portion of the dragon's body. She uses erase a few more times then activates a collect skill where all of the dragon's being gravitates to one small corner of the room. She then says "Erase" and I see a percentage on a computer screen go up to 100%. A door opens to the room as Suzuha disappears, and my partner and presumably the rest of my partner run into the room to congratulate me.

I'm then in a large grocery store and there are tons of people there to congratulate me. It seems these are all normal people, and they recognize that I have superhuman powers. I go around shaking hands as if its the end of a basketball game. At one point I'm shaking hands with Morgan Freeman who says "don't touch my beard." I say all right then touch his beard anyways as I'm heading off. I'm near a checkout and see Mr. Rogers. He gives me a handshake and as we embrace he tells me "When someone craps on your back you'll tell him there's a s**t stain." I take this as a huge compliment. I then see this creepy old lady (the hag!!) who has a dolley and on the end of it there are two baby statues. She tells me her two babies were stillborn, yet were able to survive in these statues thanks to me. She says it was a miracle. This brings me to tears, and I use my psychic abilities to make sure the statues don't fall over. I think she wants money. I give her something but am still suspicious of her. I continue walking then see her near a checkout and she's laughing with her partner. I realize she's tricked me and I become really angry. I feel as though my dream is destabilizing and I rush to another checkout to find something to write my dream down on. I find some pringles and begin frantically writing my dreams down on the individual pringles. I recall writing "Johnny Manziel" on one particular pringle (I think I did actually have a dream with him, but I've since forgotten it. I think the other dreams I wrote down on the pringles I did actually have as well).

-I'm in some sort of cluttered school room. Maybe a room from high school. My mentor (dream mentor) is talking to me and a couple others about how little space we have and we really need to keep track of our things. I tell him there's a hammer that wasn't in the room the other day, and someone may have come and taken some of our stuff. I'm not sure how he responds to this. I stand up, and look at a flying suit that my sister and I are working on with the help of another mentor. The mentor asks us how thick the suit needs to be, and I say well it needs to fit two people, but I don't want it to be too clunky. I then see an image of a man (Willy Wonka?) in a flying machine flying above the clouds. He doesn't have a copilot, and I'm like man I don't want to have to share my flight suit. I see an image of myself in the flight suit and looking through a magnifying glass (built into the suit) out at the clouds. I see another flight suit that some of our peers have worked on.

-I'm watching some sort of pbs documentary with my mom and sister. I take two cameras, one on each shoulder, and point them toward my family. They look at me, seeing that the documentary is now shaking in correspondence with the shaking of the cameras on mjy shoulders.

-At some point I'm in my house in the hood.

-I'm in a beautiful grassy garden. I'm standing on a circular stone. I have a piece of paper in my hand, and I believe it's from ponylemon. It's about lucid dreaming. I think about how important the piece of paper is, and how I can't forget about its message as I prepare for sleep. I stick it underneath the stone, slightly sticking out, so that I can see it yet it will be secure. I lay down on the stone to take a nap, keeping in mind that I need to maintain awareness.

-I'm in the living room of my house in the hood and my sister is in my mom's room. The room is completely empty, and I'm answering the Bone-A-Phone. I'm making all sorts of weird positions. My sister tells me to take the magnets out of my computer so I can thump the pump with my computer on my lap/will stop unwrapping the pepperoni alone. I'm shocked that she realized I was working my willy, but am reassured because I know in real life she doesn't know (this requires some critical thinking about the situation. I am so horrified that she saw me ticklin the pickle that I really have to think about if she really saw me).

-I'm in New York, and I'm exploring the city. It's a very quaint town. The sidewalk is icy and I'm able to skate on it in just my shoes. I'm skating all around the city. At one point, I stop by this snowy area in front of a school building and have sex with an asian girl. I hope no one noticed we were getting on, and I continue skating around the city. I see a few buildings behind a stack of slightly raised stones, and I jump over them and land, skating all the while. I use dry spots on the sidewalk to slow myself down when I need to. Houses are to my right, and I look out at a frozen lake where kids are playing. I realize this is a dead end, so I turn around. I continue skating around, and see a house to my left. There's stairs leading up inside, so I go inside (just my consciousness?)

I am now a child with his father. The room becomes blue and a minigame begins with food coming down a conveyor belt on the upwards (it's as if I'm looking at a video game screen) and a conveyor belt with pills is just below that. I move the character (the son) to open his mouth over both of the conveyor belts. I feel as though I'm racking up the points, because I'm getting all the pills and all the food. I realize that I have to keep the pills separate from the food and see the character falling over as if dying due to eating both the pills and the food. I try again, this time I believe I'm competing on my father's team against my mother and older brother (not my real ones, the ones in this house). We start cleaning up and eventually get to the point where I just maneuver the child's mouth over one of the conveyor belts, and everything just goes straight into his mouth. We win. I start playing the drums (we're apparently a musical family) and the rest of the family joins in. For some reason, the older brother gets upset and begins to leave. I try to think of some sort of lyric to explain the situation/deliver a srs burn.

-I'm in some sort of survivor game. We're in this dark, wooden shack all sitting at a wooden table. There's two girls who are apparently up for elimination (or most likely to be eliminated). The first votes are cast, and it's like 3-2 for one of the girls. Both girls walk out of the room, awaiting the final vote, but everyone gets some questions. I think I see two black guys with tattoos? on their face, and I am one of them. They are standing next to the door. I stand up from the table and walk toward the door. Apparently we're all eating lo mein. I try to find some forks, but only find two. I walk back to the table, and the other black guy has just finished delivering his question. I ask my question, beginning by saying something along the lines of "look. There are now only 2 forks left. We are getting to the end of this game." I then ask something about who is the greatest backstabber, apparently targeting the question toward this one white, gay man. He's appalled that I'm asking about this. But I say the game is coming to an end, and I'm concerned about my alliances. The two girls walk back into the room after the dude defended himself somewhat.

Fragment #1
I was standing in an empty warehouse. BS and ES were there. We were on the second floor, overlooking the warehouse. BS was talking, but I don't remember the conversation. I had the impression that both ES and I were working for BS and he was telling us what he wanted to do.

Fragment #2
I was at a hotel pool. Surrounding the pool area was a lazy river that snaked its way around large pools scattered around the grounds. I was on an inner tube floating in the lazy river. In the water were giant black blobs that would bend and distort from the water currents; however, they stayed stationary. If someone were to float over a blob, it would expand and envelope the person on the tube. It seemed somewhat concerning to me, but I wasn't really frightened by it. I was focused on steering around them.

Fragment #3
At the pool, BS asked me to go up to the room and get something. I don't recall what I had to go get, but as I was heading up to the room, along the well manicured path (the kind you would see at a resort type hotel), I realized that my upper left canine tooth was missing. I kept poking my tongue through the empty slot in my mouth wondering what the hell happened to my tooth. Then I thought of Duncan Keith.

Date: 22 June

As the title indicates this was not a pleasant night. All possible negative factors in one place (neighbors party, early wake, heat).

Early frag: I got like 3 hrs of sleep, nice rebound from previous day and vivid dreams. It was the story of Mancon. [I think this has Dreamer's influence again]. Another DV member was involved a bit later on. In a later dream there was a brief part that included Sensei, but not enough of recall to claim a point for decent incubation.

Mega insomnia and headache follows. Usually, I don't worry that much because I know this will most likely result in an ld, but this time sleep seemed as distant as the Andromeda galaxy.

A minor ld in between the sleep attempts: Spent it flying in a new prayer style. Hands held together as if in prayer, I use them to set the direction. Some memory about imaging being pulled by a rope in the direction where I want to fly. It's kind of a cool style, close to the ground.

There is another female DC in front of me flying the same style she is coming in my direction and we are about to crash, I let her phase through me - she doesn't hit me but seems to have passed to the side. I concentrate on the flying again and notice that I'm moving extremely slow, I try to speed up thinking about super speed but the movement gets even slower. Soon after I wake.

I realize that I had totally forgotten about looking for Sensei. Continue turning and tossing without any hope of sleep, let alone dreams.

Some rather deep sleep /dreams follow after I finally have the chance to fall asleep.

Random frag: I have a nightmare involving my parents. It's absolute hell and my body jolts me out of it, in the last moments I know it's a dream but who would want to stay there?

Ld fragment: I'm in a room with a female DC. This totally qualifies for the basic totm.

Ld fragment: This was a pretty long ld block, but I'd say it was in a very deep sleep. While I managed to remain lucid for quite a while, I didn't have any recall about tasks or that I was supposed to do anything at all. I spent it with plan B - try to cover as much as possible for as long as possible.

I reflect back on the ld with the woman in the room and make a mental note about it and count lds. (With the gaps in memory this is now rather irrelevant) Memory gap.

I recall later on being on the street at night and lucid again. There's this man playing basketball and I say a few things to him. I continue walking around rather aimlessly and remember it being extremely physical and exhausting at some point as I cover quite a dream distance.

The only action that I somewhat more decently remember is that there were a few snowmen painted somewhere and I got super excited about them and decided to summon more. I filled the entire street square with small and large snowmen, very cool and crazy!

The dream went on with diminishing level of awareness. Didn't wake up straight away and had a few non-lds afterwards, so this messed memory even more.

#328 – DILD – 7:30AM

I have a non-lucid before a DILD that I found really interesting. I walk into a kitchen with a patio door and a dinning table. I walk past Canislucidus talking to a “real-life” version of Joe Swanson from Family Guy. CL is saying something about having to take his relationship to the next level with his girlfriend. Joe is giving him some sage-like advice. I don't recall the words but the sound of his voice is very prominent and there is talk of pregnancy.

As I sit at the table, I somehow equate CL's imaginary relationship problems with my Father-In-Law and his ex-girlfriend. I think she is way too old to get pregnant. My wife is setting to my right and I try to verify what's going on but I don't understand what she is saying.

I forget all this when I look down and realize I am eating a bowl of something. There is a man in a business suit at the other end of the table eating the same thing. I speak to my wife about what I am eating and it's contents. It is called “Rat Pack” and has Honey Nut Cheerios, honey roasted peanuts, honey roasted almonds, and raisins all covered in honey. I think this would be better with raw quick oats to make a muesli. I enjoy the sweet and salty taste but after awhile my mouth begins to feel dry. The businessman at the end of the table starts choking and gasping. I think he should go get a drink. After a moment he leaves like he's about to vomit. I worry that I should stop eating but I feel fine so I continue. After a few more bites I wake up.

I fervently recall the dream and the recipe and the name, “Rat Pack”, I feel like I can't move when I try to record it and I fall into another non-lucid dream.

I am sitting on the floor writing on a white tiled wall with a dry-erase marker.
“Cheerios.” “Peanuts.” “Almonds.”
Someone passes behind me and comments on what I am doing. I glance over my shoulder and assure he or she that it's just dry-erase. This person seems satisfied with that answer and walks away. When I get to the last of it, I am now in a grocery isle writing on large economy-sized cans of product. I leave feeling slightly awkward.

I find myself in a hospital. I really have to pee so I enter the first restroom I find. I am shocked when I open the door. It just just a sterile white empty room with a blank slab where the sink was. Everything has been removed. I leave, stop at a nurses station, and find a dark-skinned woman in an old-style nurses uniform complete with the hat. I tell her, “All these bathrooms are cleaned out. Sterilized! There's not even a hole in the sink! That one, and that one, and that one, and probably that one.” I point as I speak. I don't recall being in so many restrooms but I believe it here. There's a restroom to my right that I haven't been in, but I am sure its going to be the same. While I am speaking and thinking things out, It dawns on me that this is probably a dream but I continue on without a break in my monologue, “Now this is either the Twilight Zone or I am dreaming. I am pretty sure that I am dreaming so I'll just make a bathroom.” I notice there are now three nurses at the station just wordlessly looking at me. The other two look a little more modern in style. I give them a quick glance as I walk away.

When I enter the restroom, I am pleased to see a toilet and a sink. I shout, “BAM!” and close the door. I really feel the need to pee so I do just that. I realize as I am peeing, that this will do me no good. I feel no relief and worry that I will actually pee the bed. I keep a check on the sensation of peeing and assure myself that I'm not actually peeing. I push a little harder and pee a little more to prove it to myself. Gutsy! I know I am dreaming and none of this is happening but I go ahead and finish up by washing my hands. The liquid soap and running water feels slightly numb but otherwise realistic. I stare at myself in the mirror. My face is blurry and watery but mostly normal. I make faces at myself and do a really hyper-crazy dance. I am just so excited to be lucid in a dream!

I forget about drying and leave the restroom. I feel the water dripping so I wipe my hands on my pants as I head back to the first nurse I saw earlier. I say, “See? I made one over there. You better use it while it lasts.” The nurse has a suddenly surprised look on her face. Her eyes are wide as she hurriedly scrambles over the top of the counter, making a mad dash for the toilet. I am very amused as the dream fades. I really need to pee!

#327 – WILD/ DEILD chain – 4:53AM

I started this WILD at 4AM and while it took some time to relax and quiet my mind I don't recall it feeling like an hour long experience, though the dream was really long. Perhaps I woke to vibrations and didn't realize I fell asleep? I spend a lot of time bouncing from vibrations in SP to little dreamlets to transitioning out of bed to DEILDing back to SP vibrations so I don't really recall all of it. Most of it was boring garbage anyway.

The main part is that after another DEILD, I saw the bathroom light on so I go in there. I take a good look in the mirror and I look mostly normal. Then I do a variation of Canislucidus' summon. Instead of reaching behind myself, I close the door slightly and blindly reach into the bedroom hoping Dthoughts would show up. I end up just grasping at the air until my hand switches in my physical body causing me to have to DEILD again.

There is one transition were I am just walking in the void but I can see the silver cord. I don't get very far and I have a falling sensation back to my body.

I lucidly observe a lot of dream content but don't take any control. It was interesting to act out a dreamlet without even trying. I guess that explains a lot of erratic behavior even while lucid. I recall one where I am on my knees on the floor next to my wife in bed. We are talking and I have a phone in my hand. I push play and I hear a conversation with my daughter then I hear myself in the podcast. My voice morphs and changes. I decide to take control hear and do a little hand rubbing but the dream collapses back to another DEILD.

One of my bedroom exits my wife calls my name but I ignore it. I am not sure what happens next but I don't get very far.

I try to phase through the bedroom door as I hear my wife calling my name again. This time I decide to stop and listen. I try to ask her “what” but my mouth is stuck shut so I try to communicate telepathically. “What babe? What do you want?” but she never responds.

There was a lot more experiences but nothing worth noting. I eventually roll over and hope for a DILD.

Date: 6/21/14
Time Slept: 12:15 am to 8:30 am
Dream Quality/Recall Upon Waking: Average vividness, clear recall
Sleep Schedule: irregular, getting on schedule, sleeping at leaf 8 hrs
Pre-Bed: Looking movie and trying yoga nidra CD
Waking Up: Ok with clear recalls.
Number of dreams to recall: 3


Residential Land

I dream again about this residential land, where there are few plots available, i have the feeling that is the same place than other times. Its a nice place on a hill, where people is building houses, condos, and small villas for tourist. I have the feeling that its on a vocational area, but i don't recall seeing the see. I have the feeling that i have to grab the opportunity, before all the plots are taken. I was walking down the street, looking the house that are being constructed, the condos etc.

Traveling to a foreign land.

Now i am in another place, traveling with my backpack, i am traveling alone, but i have few friends in the sam hotel that i am traveling. I have that also its the sam recurrent place that i dream, the same hotel with stairs, elevator, etc. Its nice with few restauran in the hotel. I am enjoying the place, going to have dinner but alone, the feeling its ok, because i am traveling alone, same feeling that when i was doing business trips. Then i have a vague recall of going to train station.

Traveling out of India.

I am leaving India, so i have to pack, apparently i was in the same place with my brother, but he was not leaving, so i was packing, and i was done i check it again and i was forgetting a lot of stuff, the feeling was one of confusion and worry, Since i had to go to the airport to try to buy my ticket!, i did the bag, but i still have the confusion of not knowing how many bags i have.

Then i arrived to the airport, and i go to an office (like immigration) and my passport get kind of lost, the people there is kind, but easy going, they go somewhere, i it takes in the dream like one hour! i remember being complaining about waiting almost one hour, and feeling worried that since i don't have my passport i can to go a buy my ticket!, the guy that was doing the paper work left the office because he was doing other important things (he speak another language not indian, he says its hungarian). Then my girlfriend, decide to enter the office and speak with the friendly indian woman, that way i get my passport really fast, but because i am in a hurry i forget my backpack there. I still feel the confusion of not knowing exactly how many bags do i have.

I'm withdrawing from a few meds right now and been having some fairly crazy dreams.

Crazy dream 1:

A bunch of pikeys moved into my bathroom. It was pretty awkward going in there to use the toilet because they'd all stop talking and stand there watching me. I felt bad that I would be stinking the bathroom up when I'd do a number 2, but I had no choice in the matter, when you have to go you have to go.

Crazy dream 2:

I was in some twisted gameshow, involving animals and children and the fat guy from Hangover 2 (the fat gangster that was after them for the gold, he was the host of the gameshow). The first episode it was nighttime, and I was in a paintball fight with a bunch of kids, they were annihilating me, and the whole time I had a chicken down my pants. It was disturbing and I felt bad for the chicken so I had to get him outta there. By the end of the gameshow, the fat guy from the hangover 2 was telling me what the next episode was gonna be, it involved my head stuck in this trap thing, there was no way I was gonna do another episode so I smashed the trap device thing and told the fat guy he "no more of this ****ed up game show, I'm done", so I went on a bit of a rampage destroying things. My strategy worked, I came to an agreement with the fat guy and one of the kids, that there'd be no more episodes. I woke up covered in sweat, relieved that it was over.

Crazy dream 3:

I was planning a way to get on a plane for free, there was a teenaged girl helping me with the scheme, the plan was that I hide in a corner, then when a car is pulled out of the drive way, I sneak into the trunk and hide in a suitcase. Things must not have gone as planned, I didn't get in the suitcase and next scene I was hanging off the side of the plane in mid air, trying to get the door open. There was anoter guy hanging off the side of the plane with all his suitcases. I was shouting "open the door, open ****ing door" but it wasn't working, they wouldn't open up. I understood because opening it up would mean the crew would probably get sucked out the door. Then I noticed there was this cabin thing on the side of the plane which people weren't supposed to use in mid flight. There was an African guy in there, he told me this is how he always travels and that you just need to hang onto the railing when the plane is descending so you don't get sucked out the door. We both had a laugh about it because we knew we had the right idea, we didn't pay a penny for tickets, and this method of travel was much more fun than being stuck inside the plane.