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June 23, 2014

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I was traveling with my dad (or rather, someone's dad. I wasn't "me" in this dream, but I don't know exactly who I was), and we had just walked through a large garden/yard, with paths cutting across in various spots. (Whoa, I just remembered a dream from ages ago)

We came up to a large house (two floors, lots of glass windows, I could see a huge TV on the ground floor) in a bowl-like yard. As we walked toward the house, to the left was a row of other, much smaller houses along a street. I don't remember noticing what was on the right side or behind the house (OMG I just remembered another dream from a long time ago. Shit, man)

That night, I was sitting outside the house, looking at the roofs of the line of houses to the left of the house. There was something strange about the gable of the house at the end of the row, closest to the garden/yard we'd come through to get to the house, though I can't remember exactly what ws strange about it. I just know that I was staring at it, inspecting it, trying to figure out why that different thing about it was different.

Then, there was a mother and her son walking in from that garden. I blinked, and I was out of my body, watching the mother and son running through that garden moments before. Then, I watched through the mother's eyes as she and her son jumped over a fence in the garden, figured out it was an enclosure, and jumped back over. I (she) was searching for something, but I didn't know what it was. I just knew that safety was just a little bit further ahead, but it was always just a little bit further ahead. Behind me, hopefully far behind me and my son, was an abusive husband-an abusive father. We'd run away from him.

My son and I descended into the bowl-yard (holy shit I keep remembering really random dreams from years ago) and got separated. I panicked. I looked every direction, but I heard a loud, sharp, painful BANG, more panic, I started running without much direction, looking for my son, when there was another BANG and everything stopped...

I left the POV of the mother then, and was seeing through my own eyes again; the mother and son had been two animals. I had thought they were human at first, since it was dark and I couldn't see well. I think they were deer, but I'm not certain. I turned to my right to see my father, holding a smoking shotgun. "Why did you kill them...?" I was shocked and so sad. "It was just a momma and her baby...!" I suddenly got super angry at him, and stormed off into the house. I ignored him for the rest of the night, and wouldn't speak to him the next morning. He kept trying to make me feel better, or to make up for killing the animals, but he wouldn't give me the one thing I wanted, which was an apology. He wasn't sorry at all, and that's why I was so fracking mad.

I had sat down in front of the huge TV at some point that day, but couldn't get it to work; there was some sort of password to make it work, and I didn't know it. I asked my father, who was in the kitchen, if he was at all sorry about shooting the son. He'd shot the young one first. "He was so young..."

But my father still wasn't sorry. I was so angry that I just left the house alltogether. I stood outside, wondering what I could possibly do. It wasn't much, but I decided to make a small memorial for the mother and son in the spot where the son had been shot. I went back inside to watch TV, since my father had gotten it working, but as I was searching for a channel, it turned off and I couldn't get it to turn back on.

So I went back outside, and suddenly, where I'd made the memorial, there was a bank drive-thru. My dream self (who still wasn't really me) didn't seem to be surprised, haha. I walked up to the teller and asked to withdraw $10 from my account. The teller smiled and asked me when I would like the withdrawal to arive at my house.

"Can't I just get the money now...?"
"Oh, no, you need a Start Account for that. Normal accounts can only withdraw on a 2-day minimum waiting period."
"Well how do you know I don't have a Start Account...?" I asked.
The teller pointed to a few people who were suddenly there. They all had a small blue pin on their chests. The pins had "Start" written in mirror-writing in white ink. I looked down at my own chest; I had no pin.

Then I woke up.

Hey DV! It's been an extensive amount of time since I've logged any dreams, and I feel that writing down my experiences will probably help me with obtaining lucidity. So, I guess I'll write about two extremely absurd dreams I had late last week. The first one happened Thursday night and the other one which I can recall more of happened Friday night. Let me just run this by again you: They are fucking absurd. I guess that's normal for dreams to be absurd, but these two were very notably absurd. Anyway...

Dream One--From Thursday

I dream my church is going on a retreat. Now most times when you think of a church on a retreat, one would assume they'd go to maybe a campsite, some city, a cabin, just someplace suitable. Nope, not this time. My church arrives at the "site" and enter the building. It's a nice-sized place with wonderful wooded floors and quite expensive furniture. Maybe not the best place to let reckless teenagers stay. However, that is far from what is unsuitable about this place. Now the catch is we're sharing this place with another group, but they're not exactly a church of any sort. They're in the...filming business. Now to access the lake out back we have to walk through the other group's part of the building. Me and a couple friends walk in through the room to get to the lake...and what we see is more than we bargained for. There's some nice sliding glass doors, beautiful expensive furniture, and a cool mahogany floor. Oh, and there's people filming pornography. So we walked in during a shoot it would appear, there're a bunch of men and women in the nude, and there're actions being performed which I'm pretty sure I can't describe on Dream Views. So now that this day has gotten increasingly awkward and weird, we walk through the set and go outside to the lake. I jump into the lake, as well as my friend Frankie. However, the lake isn't what we had been expecting. The lake is full of blood, and it's very clumpy blood too. Frankie and I quickly get out of the water and stop our friends Jason and Connor from entering, warning them of the dangers. (I'm really glad this was a dream cause I'd probably have more STDs than the people filming porn inside the building). I look at my body, now blood-stained all over. That's all I remember from that dream. Not weird enough yet? It gets better, trust me.

Dream Two--From Friday

I dream me and my friends are literally entrenched in a battle. Gunfire is flying over our heads and there's a WWI style battle going on. I am currently delivering food rations to my friends in a white laundry basket. After I hand out food to my friend Jordan I'm completely out of food. She gets up and starts yelling at me, pissed that there's no more food for the people after herself. I missed a lot of details after that, but the dream resumes to me being at home. I receive an invitation to go Indiana to see a movie premiere of a movie based on the events I was just involved in. Now I'm not at home home right now, I'm just in town. So I write a note on my hand, as there is a permission slip I need to get signed, still being a minor and all. So I write a note on my hand, hoping I won't forget to get it signed. The movie premieres tomorrow, so I'd better not forget to get my Dad's signature(talk about short-ass notice). Fearing the worst, I now turn to a random man who can teleport me through time to consult my problems. He now teleports me to when I'm at my house, which in the dream is the house I moved out of four years ago. I'm in my old bedroom, which is arranged differently, but the architecture of the house isn't changed from real life. I look at my hand and see that the note has been washed off or faded away. I guess I must've washed my hands when I got home or something. Lucky for me, I can still remember my mission. So I go into the living room, which looks how it did, and my Dad is sitting down watching TV on the couch. I hand him the permission slip, which he signs. We then get into a fight over something, which I can't quite recall too well. However, I can remember that what we were fighting over was extremely dumb. I leave and go into my room and I'm instantly transported back in time. The dream skips to the next day, and my friends and I have all made it to Indiana. Either before or after the movie(I'd assume before) we all go to an amusement park. This park is different from most. Not only does it have rides, but board games and other stuff as well. Me and a couple friends are invited to play a game with the owner of the park. He's a man in his forties or fifties, and he's dressed up quite nicely. Everyone seems to adore the owner, seeming to be a cool dude. We go into a private room, which is quite darkened, and we play a board game together. This game is...different...which I think is a slight understatement. The point of this game, is very odd. It's a sexual game(already odd enough). The way it works, is everyone goes around and has a turn to pick a card from a deck. On the card a sexual act is written on the card, which is either performed on the card holder or other people. Then everyone picks up a cardboard chip from a bucket, and if anyone holds the same chip with the same writing as the card holder, they must oblige the act written on the card. The park owner goes first, pulling a card. I don't remember what act he got, but when we all pulled, no one got the same chip. Then it was my turn. I pulled a card, I don't recall what it said verbatim, but my act was I had to do one "insertion" on whoever got the same chip as myself. We all picked a chip, and two girls got the same chip as me. One of them I know in real life, the other was a stranger. Either way, this game is absolutely fucking strange and awkward. I hope this never becomes a real life game. So, I now commence the action on my card, giving a one-hump-trump to each girl, making everything awkward as can be. Why everyone in the room was okay with this, I've got no clue. Man, fuck my weird subconscious. The owner now questions me about something(I forget what). He then quickly becomes angry and starts to beat the hell out of me. Before I know it, I'm on the floor bleeding. He's about to continue, but I escape before he can. Why no one helped me...I've got no idea. My friends and I regroup and go to lunch or dinner(don't know which it was) at some sort of chicken restaurant. My friends Jason and Bethy are discussing how awesome the park owner is, but I immediately tell them how much I want to kill him. They're both confused as I express my emotions, and they're obviously ignorant to who he actually is. I tell them whatever weapon I can get, a knife or a gun, I'm gonna go back and kill him. As things start to escalate, I awake. And I was actually kind of disappointed because I wanted to see what would've happened next. Maybe I'll get my revenge in a lucid dream!

I did not remember my dreams tonight.

This dream likely started somewhere earlier, but I have a gap in my memory here.

The first thing I remember was that I was flying a few meter above the forest of a ridiculously huge mountain, it went down at an angle of around 45°, and I was aiming for a very certain person, which was marked with a blue symbol in my vision. There were a few trees which were higher than others, the color was a dark, strong green and it was a bright and pleasant day. Soon I reached the bottom, and barely managed to stop without colliding with anything since I picked up quite a pace. Down there also was one exceptionally big tree. I landed gently, the ground was covered with some very light gras patched. Somewhere here I became lucid, once again through realization only. I didn't really do anything fancy though and lost lucidity fast. From here I only remember I found the person I was searching for and sat down on the table were he/she was waiting. The table was big enough fo 6 people and there seemed to be more tables and other things around.

Well, I wish I would've stayed lucid so I could've made something out of it, but I got lucid again after barely more than a week, so now I'm definitely sure that things are looking up.

I went to bed as usuall though had some minor difficulties falling asleep, combined with my alarm-clock being wrongly set and thus waking me up to early this meant that my DR tonight wasn't amazing, but it was decent nonetheless.

1. The Far Cry experience

I arrive at school and meet up with one of my co-students, he seems very stressed and I ask him what's wrong. He tells me he way too late for an oral-exam of Geography, suddenly I'm stressed too and I join him as we walk towards the classroom where it will take place. We take the back entrance to the school and go up 3 floors (which is one too high from IRL), we walk down the hallway and see more students, I look around as this is a part that I've never seen before (it doesn't exist IRL so no wonder it's all new...). At the end of the hallway it takes a turn to the right which joins this section with the old school. (which does have 3 floors IRL) However I go left and enter a large classroom, there my Geography teacher awaits us and we take a seat infront. Next to me stands Vaas (a character/the main villain from the game 'Far Cry 3'), he presents his newest film to us and so the projector starts the film on the canvas. Suddenly I'm inside the film and held hostage by Vaas, I'm stuck in some ruins with a chain around my leg. I see some rebels walking around and start silently breaking the chain around my leg with a hammer of some sort. As the chain starts to get weaker Vaas suddenly walks towards me and notices the nearly broken chain.
This is what he tells me:

"You know, have I ever told... the definition of insanity?

I see all these fucking people doing the same shit over and over, expecting that their actions will have a different outcome from the previous time they did it, YET IT DOESN'T FUCKING CHANGE!

You see, you're trying to break this chain... HEY LOCO I'M TALKING TO YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!

You see this fucking chain?!

The more you try breaking it, the stronger it'll get!"

He smashes the chain with another hammer which repairs it and makes it glow dark red.
He walks back behind some ruined wall and takes a shit on a toilet there, some rebels run away closing their nose. As he walks back I can suddenly stand up and the chain appears to be extremely flexible and elastic, allowing me to almost move around freely. I walk with him around the shore and suddenly a ship nearly runs us over, Vaas starts laughing and I jump of the ship using the ruins to get higher ground first.
Suddenly I'm back in the classroom and the film ends, Vaas asks me wether I liked the film or not. I said "Yes but I think your previous one was better...", "That was called 'The Far Cry experience' I think".

2.Under age

I'm in a game-shop buying the game 'Far Cry 3' and there's a assistent of the store helping us, it's Vaas and he's friendly but I know that he could explode any moment. He gave us the wrong articles, a Wii, then a sound-system. My parents kept asking him to do his job good and help us but I quickly told them to stop and just let him do his thing. When we got to the counter the cashier told me I had to give my ID cause you had to be 18 years old minimum for this game. I hesitated and told him if it was really needed, he got quiet annoyed and I threw my ID on the counter with a deep sigh.

I'm in a makeshift department store, crowded to the ceiling with miscellaneous objects. Everything is precariously perched in large piles and has a distinctly run down appearance. Suddenly the ground trembles and the stacks of junk sway dangerously. Around the corner of one of the aisles comes a monstrous, bright red tyrannosaurus rex, it's mouth slobbering drool and it's beady little eyes fixed on me. (This part of the dream becomes hazy and I only remember that the location keeps changing).

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I'm walking on a hill overlooking a lake and Neymar calls for me to pass him the ball. When I do, he turns and punts it out into the middle of the lake.
"Dude! What the hell?!" I yell over to him.
Giving me an apologetic look, he runs down the hill and starts swimming towards the ball. This sequence repeats maybe 4 times, then I don't remember any more dreams.

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The t-rex looked just like the Bloodfen Raptor, I think I've been playing too much hearthstone.

The Cruise

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I´m on a cruise in the caribbean sea. All my friends are there, german and american. We´re docking and go shopping in a big mall. I meet a guy I really dislike and beat him up. We return to the cruise ship, which now looks like a pirate ship, wooden and really big. I find out it has 3 floors. The machine room, the living quarters and a restaurant under the blue sky. I ask a guy how deep the water is and he answers: 44m/144ft. I look down and see a book laying on the ground but I forget about it quickly. I find out one of my friends cooperated with the FBI and I´m getting thrown off the ship.
I wake up on the beach, stand up and decide to go find the ship. I meet two of my american friends, they tell me the hole story and I start swearing in english (from that moment on the hole dream is in english). I find my way back to the ship, and go straight to the captain´s room. It´s Chow from "The Hangover" and he does his weird laugh...I wake up.

I am in my dad's neighborhood, at the south end of our street. I'm facing the house on the hill on the other side of the street, and see a round table on the hill. My cousin J is here and he sits at the table. I look back and about 4 other men his age, all wearing Sun glasses, are sitting around him at the table. I get the impression that J shouldn't be there. The men start looking hostile when suddenly ropes fly through the air and end up piercing the skin on their heads. The ropes go taunt and the men are all strung up, hanging.

Something to do with one of my classic dream signs. I am swimming near the shore of the ocean and large waves come in and crash down on me making it difficult for me to keep myself from drowning.

I was in some kind of restaurant or nightclub sitting with a large group of dream characters. I'm going to skip over what are discussion was about as it was very immature and inappropriate.

I know that I got lucid. I cannot recall what induced the lucidity, or what the situation was prior, but I do recall that it was only momentary before I awoke.

Fragment
I was on a train platform. It felt futuristic. I believe the trains was a high speed monorail? The train platform went to several locations (i.e... stairs leading to the city center, one heading to a museum, one heading to a performing arts center, etc...). It was a massive train depot.

I took the stairs to the museum. Inside, I remember a giant marble statue of Atlas holding up the Earth. It was the only piece of art there. Surrounding Atlas were two giant marble staircases spiraling up around both sides of the statue. I realized that I was dressed in riot gear and had some kind of a rifle in my hands (again, it looked futuristic). After I realized this, I ran up the stairs and into the hallway where a small battle was taking place. I ran through the hallway to a front position, behind a pylon jutting from one of the walls and I started shooting toward a door at the end of the hallway.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #215: Hubris

I’m in the office with my friend Z, talking to him about lucid dreaming. I’m in my rolling chair pulled up next to his desk, my foot rudely up on the wall like I was raised in a barn.

I’m telling a story about a guy who was trying to do shared dreaming. I tell Z, “And what he didn’t even realize is that she was in a completely different time zone!” I say this like it’s some kind of punchline and wait for him to laugh. He doesn’t react and I think, Wait, that’s not funny. Not even a little bit. I check my state and realize that I’m dreaming.

Z has vanished, so I get up out of the chair, thinking over my goals. Okay, take things slow at the beginning, then summon Dreamer. I hit the nose pinch reality check and breathe right through. I keep the nose pinch clamped on and enjoy the feeling of breathing in and out through pinched fingers.

I wander slowly around the office, which has grown to about three times its normal size. There are cardboard boxes of paper scattered here and there, something I’ve never seen in the actual office. I walk over to the kitchen, look out at the fridge and spot an extra water cooler that wasn’t there before.

When I return to the office there are more and more boxes of paper. When I notice this, they seem to multiply every direction that I look. An older guy, a well-dressed, gray-haired man in his early 50s, walks through the door and nods a greeting at me before wandering off.

Suddenly I become obsessed with keeping the dream stable and start congratulating myself on what a bang-up job I’m doing of keeping all of this held together. I start thinking of my sleeping body back in bed and wonder what position I’m sleeping in. How cool it is that I’m here and “it’s” over there! I wonder if I’m sleeping on my side right now. Am I breathing in and out at the same rate as I am in the dream?

This stream of boastful thoughts continues for a while until my self-congratulation peters out into... an awakening in my bed.

One thing that's really cool about this dream is that I can still feel some of it.

Lucidity: 7/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 8.5/10

I have a false awakening in my room. I check reality without really paying attention when I realize that I actually have too much fingers (don't remember how many). I rub my hands together as I walk out of my room. I decide to have fun with a girl. I rub my hands together, expecting a girl I know in the living room (everything is the same as in real life). I rub my hands together again.
Ok no more than a minute. Don't waste this whole lucid dream on sex.
I start with a kiss but I can clearly see that it's not going to be fun with her. I try to spawn another girl but my dog appears instead.
Really? F*ck you, subconscious.
I grab the girl's boob and start walking away.
It's better to do something else anyway.

My mom walks out of her room, and I follow her into the kitchen. She doesn't seem to see me, so I shout "MOM!" a few times and poke her on the shoulder. She seems to only hear me a very little bit, so I go and write something on a paper (?).
My mom finds the paper and says something like "I can only see two Cs (Ds?) on there."
I'm starting to think that this could be an OBE (it's not, me and my mom are sleeping at my grandparent's), probably because every thing in the dream is the same as in real life.

I walk through the living room again, and into the backyard. I remember the failed "fun with girl" attempt earlier and decide to try again.
I try to materialize someone in front of me but it doesn't work. So, I turn around, imagine her behind me, and turn around again. There she is.
No. you know what? No. This is a dream, I should do something more special.
I look at a pool on my right.
Waterbending.
I concentrate on the water, but the people inside it are making it harder. I try to do telekinesis on a guy who was sleeping on the ground, but my control sucks. I shout "more control !" and after reflection I add "more telekinesis !" (what about Sage Mode ?). Then I rip the ground under the sleeping guy and throw him in the pool by telekinesis.
His friends are upset, and one of the guys run at me. I throw him and another guy in the pool too, still using telekinesis.
Then, I walk closer to the guy I just threw, and I decide to combine waterbending and regular telekinesis together. I hold my left hand out, and close it. The water around him closes onto his lower body, and he gets shot upwards.
The guy lands onto the ground, and I nod at him. I get in the "Kamehameha position."
"Ka..."
He smiles and gets in the same position as me, facing me.
"Me..."
A ball of energy appears in my hands and in his.
"Ha... me... HA !"
... We both miss
My Kamehameha goes too much to the right and his to the left. We both drop our hands down like "aww."
I have a false awakening, in which I was mimicking the kamehameha (lol). I almost checked reality but I ended up being chased by a killer

Remembered no dreams tonight, only an image on my head of me browsing reddit.

at first i didnt know wheater iw as in the movie or not. it was this apocalyptic one where everyone was zombies but they had somewhat conciousness and they could talk to eachother. i tried to save matt jajeh but i coudlnt get him to the ospital. then i left from sitting with my sister and instead went in the front row. but there was this gay kid there who kept hitting on me i told him to back off. then i sat in the back row and this girl joined me. my whole rugby tea watched me try to hook ujp with her a nd notl some kid on the team was mad that i wasnt nice to the gayk kid.

later i had to escape from this snow prism and iwas with stewie and he got sucked through the phone. he hit some chick with a bike and ran away.

Last night i dreamed about unpacking the foc.us tdcs device , its a tDCS device that i want to buy to induce lucid dreams, the funny thing is that i asked my self how i can be unpacking it while i didn't even order it but failed to recognize it was a dream since i really wanted to try it so i didn't care about reasoning so much, the device looked old and used and i wondered again how can it be used when am the one unpacking it , but failed to get lucid again .