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Journal Entry Lucid # 54 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I meditated before sleeping. WBTB.

Lucid Dream #54, day: 06/15/14, time: 3:32-5:47 Am"":
I see my legs are 15 ft in the air and I look down and it is stretched. I thought that is strange. My legs got shorter.

I realized it was a dream and I started rubbing my hands to make sure that the dream is stable. A man who looks like a cook, an Asian restaurant cook, showed up. He said that he wanted to do service with me. I was confused and I found it very funny. I am outdoors and there is sand. This man is saying the same thing, he doesn't want me to serve. I got distracted by all the confusion and went back into normal dream.

#329 - DEILD - 7:56AM

I entered into a vibrational state earlier in the morning but my wife moved and wrecked it. without moving, I focused on a point in the center of the room and visualize a rising sensation. The vibrations returned but my wife did a full rollover. The vibrations lingered but slowly faded. I assumed it was all ruined but now I think I should have tried a nose plug. I feel back to sleep or fell non-lucid without trying again. I was highly irritated!

I recall a few non lucid dreams... Ernest is a work making his way to the front during a plant-wide meeting. Instead of being bald, he has an exaggerated undercut. He looks at me intensely for a moment. I wonder when he grew all that hair. When he gets to the front the plant manager says Ernie has something to say. When he opens his mouth his hair starts to fall. He takes it off and now it looks like he had a long ponytail that was just piled on top. He adjusts and now it was just a super long beard wrapped around his head. I try to do the same thing but realize I only keep a short goatee. Someone tells me that I should not try to look like Ernie.

I am in some version of my parents home. I have to pee really badly so I find a toilet. Unfortunately, is just a really small porcelain tube coming out of the floor. I do my best but urine bounced back on me and my khakis somehow close up, causing me to pee all over myself. I think that something feels really familiar and I must be missing something. (Almost lucid) I am too upset about peeing allover the place to thing about this any longer. I go change.

I partially awaken and try to DEILD. This time I felt no vibrations; it was all visual. I forgot to be alert to this and end up in the dream slightly longer than I should have. At some point I realize that I am feeling the walls and the sensation is dream like. I look around and decide this is much more than vivid HI.

Maybe it was left over residue from a non-lucid dream but I feel the need to make a "lucidity brew". I search this house; a mixture of past and current dwellings. I spy my nightstand though it's in an odd place. There is an empty water bottle. I fill it in a nearby sink, dump it out, rinse, and then fill it to the halfway mark. I feel like the water is taking too long to fill up and I worry about idle time. It tends to wake me up. Having thought that, I now have enough water. Now I need some yeast. I go back to the nightstand and find bits of paper. I look at one trying to form the word "YEAST". There is a bunch of words like something from a cutup page from a book. I try to read them and only see two words because the the text shifts and changes too quickly. "Monster" and "Cautious". Hmm this must have been something from the previous dream. I have no memory of this but I feel it's true. Anyway, I decide that if I just pretend this piece of paper is a packet of yeast it will work. I quickly tear and end and pour. Whitish-yellow powder falls out into the water. I pause now. I realize what I am doing it pointless. I'm going to start brewing something that could take weeks to ferment? It won't be here later. It's just a dream... Oh well, I'm too committed to stop.I worry that interrupting the flow of the dream will cause it do destabilize. I continue my brewing. Now that I have water an yeast I need something else to ferment. I search bottles on the nightstand and see some dark liquid in a small 5oz. I pour that in and shake it all up. I realize this is a really crude way to make a brew but I know that it doesn't matter here. I decide to put the mixture inside the nightstand so I can find it later. I'm still partially sold on the idea that it will be there when I wake up. It's at least worth a try.

I walk away and wonder what the brew would do? Would it cause lucidity? Or induce greater control? I come back from my thoughts take in the dream environment. I pause a moment to enjoy the feeling of being in a lucid dream. I am really pleased with myself since I didn't get lucid earlier in the week. I really missed this. Suddenly, I recall wanting to find Dthoughts for the challenge. I am in a hallway that looks oddly familiar. I try expectation as I come to a room. I shout, "Aaaaaanddd, DTHOUGHTS!" Its a kitchen that looks like an old house of mine and empty of any DCs. I am truly shocked at this. I turn around to the door to the garage, open the door and blindly reach in really trying to find a hand and expecting one to find mine. I end up running my hand along the wall until I find an electrical outlet. I decide I to give up and go for plan B.

I reach into my right pocket and pull out my cell phone, blindly push the touch screen say, "Dthougths." I put the phone to my ear and I am pleased to hear it ringing on the other end. After the second one a girl's voice answers, "Hello?"
I reply, "Yes, I'm trying to reach Dthoughts."
"Oh yeah..."
I hear another voice from somewhere in the background, "I'm here." I know it's Dthoughts. The voice is of a young prepubescent boy. (Sorry. I have no idea how old you are!)
The girl continues, "This is Mike right?"
I am on the right track here... I think. "Yeah... No...This is XANOUS."
I have wondered into the living room while talking on the phone. My Dad comes is from outside and starts talking about wanting to play a game with me. I put a hand up and ignore him as I walk out a second front door. I don't want any distractions.
The girl has been saying something that doesn't makes sense to me. My attention was divided when my dad came in but now I refocus. "So just let me talk him."
She girl responds more clearly, "Well you were just calling to say 'hi' right? Is there anything else you wanted?"
Is she really about to hang up? I try to make myself more clear, "I just want to speak to Dtunes. (How did I f up the name here? Dtunes is an iPhone hack) I want to say 'Hi'." I realize I sort of repeated her and chuckle internally.
Finally, she seems to get it and says, "OK. Hold on."
I wait and listen to silence on the phone. While I am on hold I take notice of the area. I step off a curb and walk pasts a blue 80's model Buick parked on the street. The trees are a really bright green. I am on hold too long and have worries about waking up. Sure enough I feel like I am visually sucked into a black vortex and return to my physical body.

It was dark in the Battle Star dinning hall. There is not much that I can recollect in terms of general mood but I can only assume it was not terribly downcast. Years back humanity was forced out of his own planet by the androids and now we were all riding through space on The Battle Star searching for a new planet to call home. Among us was the cast of the show “Battle Star Galactica” and President Barack Obama. Now years back a little girl had died of disease on The Battle Star and since then this girl had become a mascot of hope for the crew. Her legacy is lived on through this strange song that the crew sang all the time. The song was called “Anna’s Wonderful.” It was literally just a long song of praise towards this girl. They probably admired her so much since this girl had fought so hard to stay alive. I actually remember the song clearly
The song went:

Anna’s Wonderful
Anna's Perfect
Anna's Wonderful
Anna’s Great

We were teaching it to the President whom I suspect was our latest arrival. Now the dinning hall was dark and only had a few lights. I hear a woman whispering to her friends about the possibility of more androids being in The Battle Star. Which made me wonder…Could she have been an android? I kept my mouth shut as I suspected that it was not her intent to be heard.

Hi everyone, I've decided to take up Sageous' WILD-class and actually follow the shedule he proposed, however instead of 1 week for each session I'll do 5 days instead.

1. Too late

I'm in my livingroom looking outside and notice it's the yearly marathon outside, I see people standing ready with water to aid the participants and walk outside. I look around for a while but everything seems deserted, the people are gone. The ground seems wet from cups that have fallen out of people's hands filled with water. I stop at the end of the street where I see a large container filled with bottles of water, different brands and sizes. I take one out and examine it, it has a green label and I don't like it cause I know it's not the brand I always drink for water. (Which is 'Spa' and has a blue label) Suddenly I'm in marathon gear and I feel ready to join the event but as I look at the finish line I realise the marathon is over and I'm too late. (I don't know why marathons seem to appear in my dreams that often, I've never done one IRL.) I walk back and then I'm with my family and we enter a new house we bought, from the outside it looked nice but actually it was only the second floor, an appartement. I open the door and the interior is nice classic, English cottage style. However my enthousiasm is rapidly ended by the fact the whole appartement is one room and there are no doors! It feels more like an hotel now.

2. VERY UNFRIENDLY PEOPLE...

I'm with my family walking up some stairs next to a large building, we enter the second floor which is an indoor swimming pool. (Indoor swimming pools seem to return too.) I walk to the back to go up a ladder which leads to a waterslide but there I look up and a woman is screaming and shouting from the top of the ladder down at me, then she violently shuts the hatch at the top. I walk back to pool only to find out the supervisor is shouting at my mother because she's walking on the water. (JEZUS?!) At last we decide to leave this stupid place and head for the car. Before we get there I see a white cat run across the street and tell this to the rest. My sister runs after it to see if it's okay but before she can pull it from under a parked car a fat man with a beard pushes her over. I run after him and tackle him back but then he explains how he did it to protect my sister.(?)

3. Private computers rock!

I'm in a room that has a lot of computers in it, there are multiple computers on a table facing away from each other. It's a public room where people can use computers, I don't know what I was searching but I got up and walked around for a bit. Then when I wanted to get back in my seat I hear a girl asking one of the staff to help her getting on a site because it didn't accept her username anymore. Her username had the name 'Taylor Swift' in it with some symbols after it.

4. Hostage

I'm in the kitchen of my own house, however it feels like I'm a soldier being held hostage in a terrorist camp. I know that they will kill me so I think of a plan to get out. A priest walks in with some bags, he tells me it will help me stay alive. I sarcasticly respond "Oh, so you want me to pick torture over execution or what?", for some reason I thought he had devices with him to torture me. I grab a bicycle pump out of a bag and walk to the livingroom, I stop at one of the windows and try to blow it out using the pump but nothing happens yet I still think it will get me out of here somehow.

It must have had been over a year since I've had my last vivid flying session !
Also, I've noticed that my dream sky is something that gets me lucid every time I look at it. I could use that for my MILDs.
ALSO: I'm getting the hang of inducing LDs again, this one's the 6th one this week !!!

Lucidity: 6/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 8/10

We're at night in a small town. I'm with my family talking about the moon and the night when I notice that this night is especially bright: it's got two full moons.
I check reality: I have 4 fingers.
"Hey you guys ! This is a dream !" I shout.
Everybody walks away, to do their own thing by themselves.
"No ! We have to stay together so we can tell if this is a shared dream !" I grab my sister and pull her back, but everybody else keep walking away.
Ok, fine then. I got stuff to do anyways.
I haven't flown in a while (well I have, but it was quick and uninteresting), how about I do it now ?
I jump and try to fly but I fall miserably (I've always had trouble flying).
"I can do anything !!! I can fly !"
I concentrate on myself, trying to use telekinesis to lift myself off the ground, and after a few seconds, I feel a very strong force pulling me upwards and forward, lifting me off the ground and propelling me forward. I'm having a lot of trouble staying straight, and my butt starts lifting over my head. I understand that there is no fighting this, so I shoot my chest to my knees and frontflip my way to the position that I want.
I clumsily take a turn around a building to arrive near a forest.
I'm must be looking a little like Hancock flying drunk... but with even less control.



At one point I fall very close to the ground, so I push off of it with my hands, and front flip again to get more height.
(...)

Tonight I had two dreams I remember, one more interesting than the other.

Chronologically the first one was the less interesting. I was a child, around 10 years old, at a ball, in the evening. I doubt I had an invitation, but who cares. So, I walked up to a 20 lady,who sat on some stairs leading to the entrance. Then, I started fingering her. Of course, at first she was resisting, telling me this is not the place for such things, but I didn't care. However something happened, wich made everydoby (including me) go inside a building. I didn't really want to go, beacause I haven't finished yet, but I couldn't keep up her pace to stop her.

And with this the second dream started. The surroundings changed to my old school and the characters to classmates (random people, not the ones in mymemory). The sun was shining brightly and there was some kind of competition or fight going on between the classes. As I recall I was some kind of leader in my class. I remember this fat dude, who I didn't send out, but later (while training him) noticed that he has really good reflexes. To the point, that when he caught a ping-pong ball I threw at him the dream went slow-motion, until hw caught or eveded it. However he was slow, because he was fat, so we started talking about what can be done with that, but before long the leader of the opposing class came in and announced they won. To this I retorted, I haven't used my trump card. Of cource, he didn't believe this, so I proposed testing him (the fat kid). Again with the balls, but this time he didn't pay attention, so he didn't catch it. The second time, I served, but that didn't go well (the ball swerved to the right) and unexpectedly this time he caught the ball. This convinced the enemy leader, that indeed we weould have won, had I sent out my trump card.

That's all, the next thing I remember is waking up.

Morning of June 28, 2014. Saturday.



My wife Zsuzsanna’s younger brother George is visiting us at our present address and I am telling him of my unusual dream about a red sailboat. This event actually happens in a longer-lasting false awakening. Zsuzsanna and I are together on our bed and he is also on our bed a bit farther over, with his cellphone. I believe there is an image on his cellphone that has something to do with my other dream, or at least something about sailboats or the ocean.

In real life however, I would not consider talking with him about dreams, as he has no interest in anything related to either dreams or spirituality (though that is moot I suppose, as most people have zero understanding of dreams and the nature of the dream state, though Zsuzsanna and I have an advanced understanding - validated of course by the fact she is my literal dream girl, and we share our dreams); so as such, even though this is a false awakening, it is one that represents a highly unlikely scenario, unlike those where you dream you have awakened and are recording your dream in a journal or notepad or are relating it to someone you might be inclined to in reality.

The linked primary dream prior to this false awakening involves me floating over the scene where I am looking down at the ocean towards sunrise or sunset. A sailboat passes within my line of vision (seemingly moving “upwards” in my perspective and orientation). Everything in the environment is of a normal natural color except for (eventually) everything related to the sailboat, which appears to be covered in some sort of odd, fluid “paint” which I actually see cover everything relating to the sailboat fairly quickly. The sailboat and everything on it is soon red, including the sails and all the man’s body (skin and hair) and clothes. Everything is completely red all around, somehow more “solid” than just a lighting effect.

Later, the sailboat seems to crash onto a beach (and it then seems a few hours earlier than just before rather than logically later - unless it is implied to be the next morning) with no one hurt. There are several people on the beach. The man soon gets out of the sailboat and the colors seem to go back to normal.

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Typically, red only dominates a dream when my breathing is accelerated (validated by witnesses during my virtually countless experiments with dreams in the 1980s) or when I have slept a little too long, which makes sense here, as a sailboat is both an autosymbolic extension of the physical body (subliminally perceived) and the sails are a breathing analogy as revealed in instances of hypnopompic disclosure (when the meaning of a dream’s autosymbolism surfaces upon waking).

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Hey .
So this shark fight dream was fun today .
We were about 4-5 people dont know exactly who yet and we were going to seas
and once a time we jumped into a sea where a shark was and that shark
brought alot of sharks from a leak or something.
so we were racing and fithting the sharks lol , and at the end we got stuck and there was a dog
that was swimming with sharks and got out on the sand and shark smelt the Dog lol.
so i found a stick and wanted to fight the shark and save thed og
but i woke up =O

peace

00:00 Saturday 2014-06-28

01:30 bedtime, disaster, soooo late

+ doom giant demons chainsaw, switching between 3rd person player outside game and character inside game, holding down keys hard on the "keyboard" trying to adjust flying trajectory.

+ on the beach, rain cloud coming, part of the show? it's a real rainclould, small about 100 square feet and it comes out from above the high rock shelf ceiling and it does rain out over a pond. There's a beautiful blonde girl and I see some pit stubble and I say "honey, come here" and upon closer inspection it's a dude, ew. See his pit stubble and some pit hair. Still has beautiful blonde hair, though.

Walk behind and above a CG with amazing legs in a short tight dress, I manoeuvre around to the front for another look but people get in the way

On a beach a big bulky official guy, two children are pestering him to build a walkway on the beach, he says there's no room to do it, too crowded, it would be full of police, they keep saying it would help walking on the beach, I visualize such a pathway briefly, I see that there are mountains in the distance, I think this location is just like my favorite SH beach, but I know it's different.

my wife is setting up a spot back up on the steep sandy hill.

A group is a bit farther on up the hill they're moving a fence to a closed position they play some sort of water balloon soccer with individual little cages the balloons are meant to break on the cages and get the guy inside wet, the balloon gets tossed back and forth a bit I think at first it's a soccer field they're setting up inside a fence like a private area. The big dude tells the kids they need to get formal plans approved by the planning commission.

Spoiler for caveman:

Take a girl backstage from the action, through a narrow space into in a kitchen-like room there are now two girls, I see a view like someone under the table is having intercourse with her, gives me the idea to do it, and I perhaps have intercourse with them, or at least think about it. While I'm finishing with a girl I notice I'm sitting in front of an opened door leading out into a public area, I close the door.

Later I'm sitting in a big chair like a dentist chair and two girls who I think are the same girls from the room, several more girls are also, the chairs are arranged in a very large circle, I wonder if they will "tell on me", the circle disperses and a bunch of girls all come standing around my chair, they're so close I reach for the long hair of one girl facing away from me and touch it and her back then quickly look away when (I think) she turns to see who touched her.

With my wife and some waitresses, they're offering something like deep-fried Chardonnay, and I'm confused by that, "say what?"

After a dry spell this whole week, I finally dreamt again! I've been adjusting to a new sleep schedule since I just started graduate school...
Anyways:

June 27,2014

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Mr. Face

I was with Zukin in a classroom. The tables were arranged in a square with one edge missing; the missing edge faced the whiteboard. I sat on the left edge, toward the back, and Zukin sat next to me. The Face was our teacher (But I'm not sure if it was actually the Face. It didn't feel like him. But I specifically remember that he looked and sounded like The Face, with his patchy, colorful clothes and his singsong voice)

So, we were in this class, and the Face was our teacher. He was getting all enthusiastic about the World. He started to draw on the board, and I realized he was drawing a world map. It was incredibly accurate. I looked down at my notebook for a few seconds; it was blank. When I looked back up, the world map was finished and the oceans were half-filled-in with this super intricate pattern made with three different colors.

Then, we were in a different classroom. It was my 7th grade science classroom. I was sitting on the right side this time, in the back (this room was arranged in three rows). The whole right wall in that classroom was windows into a little courtyard that no one was ever allowed into. I cant remember what the Face was "teaching" us here, but I do remember that we had snack time, and Zukin had brought some pineapples and was sharing them with me.



Schizzo Parking Garage

I was in some sort of Men In Black- or Jacky Chan-type movie. I don't know what makes me say that, I just woke up with the feeling that that's what it felt like. I was with some people, but I don't remember who, and we were driving in this packed, crowded, narrow city. It reminded me of Hanoi. Whoever I was with was going with me to our friend's apartment there.

We drove around, looking for a place to park, and eventually went with a parking garage (that, now that I am fully awake and thinking about it, has been in at least one dream before!). This garage is very big... Like, everything seems like it's 1.5x scale. We found a spot, and walked from there to my friend's house. When we got there, my friend was half-naked with two women in his bed. He didn't want to open the door because the women were there, but I blackmailed him, telling him that if he didn't open the door, he'd go to jail. He finally opened the door...

As I stepped through the door, it was like going back in time. I was suddenly back in the car, looking for a place to park. I pulled into the parking garage, parked the car, and we left the building, but I realized I needed to go back for some reason. I remember something about a large locker that I needed to make sure would be safe. I don't know why I didn't just leave it in the car... It may have been strapped to the top of the car, and I was worried someone would take it. So I took it down from the top of the car, and set it upright next to the car, looking around. I go up to the second floor (the car was parked on the first floor) and it has become this sort of posh-looking waiting room. It seemed very 90's to me, if that makes sense. I asked someone if there were lockers to keep belongings in (why put a locker inside another locker: I don't know), but she said there weren't any, and I went back down to the level my car was on.

But the first level had become this weird basement storage area. Lots of old doors and windows were all over the place, leaning up on walls. The space was narrow and a bit claustrophobic, and I left without looking for the car and locker.

I found my friends waiting for me outside the structure, and we went to our friend's house again. I noticed that his apartment building looked like my IRL apartments on the outside, but on the inside it was arranged differently; each floor was basically a stretched octagonal room with doors on each of the corners (so, think of a rectangle with the corners chopped off and doors put there). We waited at his door for about ten minutes and he wasn't opening it at all, and we couldn't hear anything from inside. I started to wonder if he was dead or asleep or something, and we left.

On the way back to the garage, I had picked up an alcoholic beverage, and accidentally opened it before I remembered I was going to be driving really soon. I couldn't reseal it, so I tried to hide it. When we got back to the garage, it was still a bit off; it was about half-way between the way it originally was and how it had been the second time, if that makes sense. So it still had aspects of both versions. I found my car and the locker, put the locker back on top of the car, and just as I was about to get into the car, a police officer came up and started talking to me. I had the drink in my hand, and the cop noticed, but didn't seem at all worried about it.

I said, "You're not going to give me a ticket or a warning or anything? This is alcoholic, you know..."
"Nah, it's not a big deal."
"Really...."
"Yup. Just, you know, drive extra carefully," and he nudged me conspiratorially with a grin and wink.
It was super weird and creepy so I got in the car and left, then woke up.



Playground of HORROR

I was with an old friend; we were children. We were on a playground that was deserted except for us. Everything was gray...

We climbed through one of those tunnels on the jungle-gym, and then she suggested we climb up onto something that I can't remember the name of. She called it something specific... It was this big contraption... It's hard to describe, but I'll try. I was basically four polls sticking high into the air, and at the top was a sort of upside-down bowl with handles along the rim. There were ladders along the four polls.

We climbed up and were crawling on top of the bowl, and then my friend told me to grab on tight to one of the handles along the rim, and I did... then she did the same on the exact opposite side, and it started to spin. It wasn't so bad at first, since it was just spinning on a horizontal axis, but then it started spinning vertically too, so I was upside down ad left and right and all over the place, and even when I knew I was oriented normally, it felt like I was hanging up, as if gravity was all messed up. It was terrifying and I was screaming for it to stop. It didn't stop, and my hands were getting tired, and I was terrified that if I let go, I would be thrown into space and die, but when my hands gave up and let go, I was gently set back on the ground by some unseen and unknown dream force.
Then I woke up.

Once again, I was at high school. I don't remember exactly the order of these two dreams, but it makes sense when I organize it like this: being at basic training, the beds are incredibly unorganized and tiny, everyone's asleep except me, someone puts this purple/blue sheets over all of our beds despite so many covers, I say loudly, "it's already too hot", and people wake up to glare at me. Eventually I make way to school, everyone's looking at me like I'm not supposed to be here but I make way to the gym entrance (sort of). I remember having a thick pink form to give me consent on going to a music field trip, so I ask the music director to approve at the last minute. I think I might've forged it a bit, but he glances at it and says "don't worry, it's fine, you can go. The form was merely for ___ purposes." Relieved to go on an overseas trip with my school acquaintances, I join them on the opposite side of the building, still ending up at the gym? I see Ericka, we hug. I see Emily, we hug. We end up all walking to this bizarre area of the school where everything looks like an outdoor cubicle maze. (Or even from that old show Out of the Box). Navigating our way, I end up getting to my old engineering teachers classroom, only smaller, no desks, and simply his engineering printers. I ask him, "where are all the students?" Then I believe my alarm went off. I really need to fix it.

Someone left me a message, recommending this oriental restaurant. It followed the lines of: "Sam! Check out this restaurant at ____! They have the best ____! [Emoji emoji]!!!!" So, a friend and I went. The scenery looked like one of those stereotype Japanese booths where you sit at the counter to order your noodles. I ordered some sort of thick cut stir fry noodle with thick carrots, forgetting what my friend ordered. The chef/cashier man whom resembled Hattori Hanzo in his white uniform kept offering to "try this spring roll! Try this boeuf bourginon!" Eventually, I give in saying fine, and he gives me a spring roll with fries in a parchment bag? I also cave into him giving us these meat lumpia, despite me telling him I can't eat meat. Then I woke up, disappointed because I remembered the dream fries tasting extremely good.

I had a dream about a live animation foxtrot cartoon that made this really hilarious social commentary joke, but the notes I wrote down this morning are unintelligible. All I can remember besides that is my old preschool's logo with a bright red filter.

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Last night I spent over an hour trying to have a WILD, but wasn't anywhere near falling asleep and got bored of lying still. I tried a WBTB at 4:45 for another hour but nothing! I actually got farther with my nighttime WILD attempt.