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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.

I still didn't get to accomplish any of my main goals, but this dream actually had a plot so I'm not frustrated this time
I have a shitty recall though

Lucidity: 6.5/10
Control: 6/10
Vivacity: 6.5/10

I have absolutely no idea of how or when I became lucid, but I am in a post-apocalyptic world, near a kennel. There's a puppy in some bushes at my right. As soon as I notice him, the dogs start barking and I understand that they are zombies trying to eat the puppy. I take him in my arms and slowly walk out of the trees, as another dog follows me.

There's a group of people in the street. I walk up to them (the puppy disappeared) and we talk about the apocalypse (don't remember what exactly). We're in a middle class neighborhood, that you could find in a hot, wet and flat country.

At one point I notice a guy standing on the road (he's a French humorist IRL), he's looking at us with no expression, like one of the agents from The Matrix except with a shirt tucked in his pants.
My new companions and him run at each other and start fighting. He's pretty strong. I pull a shuriken out of my pocket, holding it in front of me.
Holy sh*t ! This technique ! Finally !
I swing my arm towards the guy and throw the shuriken at him. I join my hands together and the weapon multiplies itself. I open and close my hands and they multiply once again. There probably is 30 copies of the shuriken now, but that's still not enough for what I want. So, I mold the spinning shurikens into a snake-like shape and move it around the guy, cutting the sh*t out of him. Then, I move it back in front of me and multiply the shurikens again to form a much bigger "ball" and I force it towards the guy: it engulfs him as I play with the shape of the ball. Then, just for fun, I swing my right arm to my right, and a "shuriken Chinese dragon" shoots out of the ball, into the neighborhood.

(...)

I am with one of the guys from earlier, the enemie' s chief is standing right in front of us; she's a 35-ish years old woman wearing a tight, black suit. She runs at me and clones herself to attack me and my "friend" at the same time, throwing tons of punches and kicks... she is fast as hell. I barely have time to think about what I am doing and my telekinesis is not working, so I jump out of her range to think for a second.
Imma have to use sage mode... but I need some time.
I don't feel like I can clone myself with my current control, but someone appeared at my right (I think he's an old friend of mine IRL...).
"Can you keep her busy for a second ?" I ask, slapping his shoulder.
He nods and runs to help the guy from earlier.
I sit down like "well, let's get going then". Closing my eyes, thinking "sage mode, sage mode."
After about 4 seconds I stand up, and throw a shuriken at the woman as I jump back, and as the weapon is still spinning towards her I do a hand sign, duplicating the shuriken into about a hundred ... but as I said, my recall sucks.

(...)

We're in a tower, and I'm fighting the girl from earlier in a hand on hand combat. A friend of mine helps me and we get her to fall off the huge drop in front of us. I look at "Morpheus" (our leader?) and when he nods at me, I do a few hands sign to send some water on the ceiling. Then, I do another hand sign and throw my right hand down, sending a super fast dragon of water down the drop, and inevitably onto our ennemy.
Just making sure.
I think I had a false awakening somewhere around here.

I am walking through the school, down to the art hall, when I pass the power walking class coming in. I see Ian and he passes; I see Kellsie and she starts to talk to me but then walks away with her friend. Amber, Angelique and Andrea are here too; Amber comments on how weird that was. I sit down with them, close to Amber. Her hip is just barely resting up against me and I can feel the contact and warmth. She says something about cuddling, and I am open to the idea, but she stretches out on Andrea instead. Her foot, with only a sock on, is resting on me and again I can feel the warmth.
I am writing something on a blank paper. The ink is black but my writing utensil is a carrot. Amber tells me she likes my handwriting and I tell her something like "...but I'm just using a carrot...".
We have been waiting for Ian to come out of the locker rooms after power walking, and finally the doors are opening. Instead of people, small robot/machines and spaceships fly out.
Now, Ian is with us and we head to Mrs. Greig's room. It is one of the last days of school and we are going on a field trip. It is rainy and dark (it has to be night) out, but nevertheless, that is where we are going.
Outside, I walk alone and I walk slightly faster than everyone else. I get to the front of everyone (I've only noticed passing two people) and I think I've arrived where we are supposed to be. There is a hole in the ground, partially covered by a grate. It is stone and the bottom is illuminated in orange light. Something down there is producing creepy music. I continue on.
Alone now, I find myself at the entrance of a cave. There is a tall rock here and on it '32' is painted in white. I know that it is talking about the most number of dreams that have been had. I think that that sounds reasonable because of DEILD. I get down and crawl through this cave. As I make my way through I see lots of graffiti, but it seems to be colors and art, not words. Certain pieces of graffiti show different scenes - I see one with the Eiffel Tower and a beautiful purple background.
I end up at what seems like a dead end. There is a window that looks like it's made of a think slab of glass or a very translucent crystal. I look through and see a small circular area with walls of stone and more uncommonly shaped windows. There is a guy in there, seemingly entertaining a crowd (that is behind the windows?).
I am now in this circular stone room, with a very vague impression of being below the surface of water. There are two blonde girls here and they are talking about another girl. This 'girl' is an octopus the color of shimmering snow. She circles the room and now I am supposed to kiss her. She holds her tentacles out and I gently kiss one.
Now she is gone and I am buying something from these girls for just under 20$. The twenty dollar bill I give her has the 'In God We Trust" crossed out in red pen, and I know that she notices it.
I now seem to be in another room. I'm listening to the guy from before as he gives some kind of speech. He starts talking about how you should raise your kids as 'black Jews' and how they should believe in God. Everyone but me applauds. I walk away.
My dad is here and we start looking at all the stonework and how they make it. The same guy comes out and sets down a chunk of marble and tells us it is made of basalt



~ maybe meditation and ADA are helping..

DEILD back to a dream.
I leave a huge store and see a lake. It is getting dark out, I find a family camping. I see two little girls (ages 7 and 10) and ask them if one of them is Nyxcc, and they both answer "no".
I follow them to a water slide and their dad is watching me. I slide down and before I hit the water I float back to the slide so that I land perfectly at the edge (shouldn't be possible. the older girl is amazed, the younger less so. I look at the amazed girl and say.
"You definitely aren't Nyxcc." Look at the other and say " but you are!" She smiles and nods. She looks like she is about seven and has brown hair. I can't remember eye color, they seemed bright.
"This is a dream." She says.
"What is your next dream goal?" I ask as I grab her hand so I don't lose her.
"I want to visit old central America."
"Ok... I am having trouble remembering anything from central America... That is like... Mexico and can't remember much else."
We walk into the tent where I see a TV. I go to the TV and change to the history channel. I try changing the words on the screen and fast forwarding and rewinding. I can't seem to get it to say anything except prehistoric turtles and all. I give up and look at Nyx.
"I got it, close your eyes." She says and puts her hands over my eyes.
I close and she takes care of the imagination and old Mexico appears. It is a place filled with ruins of native Americans. There are ziggurats as well as things that are and never were a part of Mexico. The place we are in is a bit of a jungle. Nyxcc looks my age now, still brown hair, but lighter brown and bright eyes, she stands at about 5'6. I tell her to get on my back so we don't get lost. We run around for like 10 minutes. I notice that the ruins are hot enough that some of the animals are being cooked as we run around. I pick one that looks like a huge snail, in the middle is meat (makes no sense whatsoever). I take a small bite and hand it back. She jumps off and seems to run away. The dream ends.
Looking up pictures right now it seems like it was a mixture of aztec ruins, amazon rainforest, and animals that are bigger than they should be.

first of all i would like to say that before i fell asleep last night i was watching the youarecreators2 youtube channel. with that being said i'll continue on to my dream. it started out with me laying in my bed as normal in my normal looking bedroom in normal night time lighting, everything seemed normal as far as my surroundings. i was telling my subconscious mine (with my thoughts) "this is my mind and my life i control my mind nobody else!" while "trying to visualize my modeling dream" and every time i did this i felt an enormous amount of pressure in my head it was soo much to the point where i felt like i couldn't handle it anymore. i said it again "this is my mind!" then i started visualizing myself on the runway modeling with camera flashes pointed at me and again the pressure started again this time it was too much and again it felt like i couldn't handle it so i let go of control then it stopped, i never saw my subconscious or heard it speak. i just felt alot of pressure in my head i knew it was my subconscious mind's presence it felt like something was being forced in inside my head like energy and power it felt weird but it was to much for me. it's hard to explain it was not painful only alot of pressure. the dream seemed so real because like i said before my surroundings seemed normal. the only thing that trips me out was the sheet i was trying to hide under after i let go of control but before i went to sleep i had no sheet only my blanket. so thats how i know it was a dream and not real because the sheet in my dream was actually sitting on the futon in my waking life. most of the time i have no control over any of my dreams and just going with the flow. whatever is happening it just plays out. when i wake up from some dreams i question myself "why did i do that?" but in the dream it would seem like the natural thing to do..... so weird i've never had a dream where i actually controlled how everything played out. i have the most weirdest dreams some where i see black figures with red eyes, one time i had red eyes with blood coming out like tears and blood from my mouth, i've been abducted by aliens where they were trying to give me a shot and kill me in a dream once, i've dreamed where my entire family (people i claim as family and people who claim me as family, i don't know my biological family) exiled me, friends family, everyone who ever knew me or people i ever knew talked about me, it was big time betrayal. i've had dreams where i can't walk straight like my legs area giving out on me. dreams where aliens walk this planet, dreams where the sky is purple and turquoise, sex dreams with people i don't know, dreams i've been kidnapped held captive and bitten by a mysterious bug that made me sleepy, and the second worst of all was when i had a beerbelly a mustache and i was short o.0 that one was too much for me in real life i'm tall, skinny and i have no facial hair. and lately when i have a dream i have thoughts. like i'm actually talking in my head in my dream ive never done that ever until recently i'll say like for a month now. this is too weird .....i don't know what last night's dream was about with my subconscious mind but it was soo weird,

Hey ,

Today i had a really crazy dream ...
It was about some campaign on a astronaut ship or something that i had to join or be there.
So what happened was i was inside there and we were about 20/30 people i think
so something happened and someone got infected from something and he turned to a creature or something
and we had some war about it , i dont remember everything lol.

I remember after we arrived in earth .. i had to take some airplane you know those which only 1 person can drive
the fight planes. And flyyyyyyyyy above the woods etc and find some place..
while i was flying i had a great feeling and so i wanted to get down and stop to see the feeling , when i got
down somewhere .. near some city or village a monster came to me Lol , so i attacked it by shooting with the bullets of the plane and bombs but there were few more and one got my foot from behind and ate me and i woke up lol.

Peace

Four dreams last night, and couldn't reality check once. I'm still surprised, I guess. I remembered most of three of them. I went to bed after eating an apple, and I had "I want to dream about Mr. Gill's class." in my mind.

1. Began somewhere between 4 and 5 am
I exited my chorus class, then walked down the hall to reading. I went into reading and left it, then saw Miss Mitch and Miss Ally. One of them gave me a bowl of ramen noodles (which I hate) but I began to eat them anyway. Halfway down the empty hall to my 'next class', with my mother suddenly trailing behind me, I heard one of the teachers yelling at me to not eat the noodles. I handed them off to my mom, and then entered the classroom.
It was in the wrong hall, but oh well. I walked up to my friend, Maddie (she had a shimmery purple bandana pulled over her hair, it looked sloppy), and she smiled at me and pointed excitedly at a kid I knew last year, Jake. She kept saying his name but he only looked up to look at her. He did not notice me.
I sat down by him and Mr M (who for some reason looked like an old guy?) started the lesson, even though it was the 'first day of school'.
When we left, it felt like the last day of school.

2.Began somewhere between 6 and 7:30 am
I was heading home from somewhere in a van with kids from my classes. We were in a white van, and someone was driving. Then my friends made the driver stop and they pulled out guns and started shooting randomly. I grabbed my suitcase (it had a knife in it) and started walking home, but for some reason I left the suitcase there and went back to my friends. A cop van... or a patrol van? I don't know, started coming toward us. One of my friends shot at it and left about 8 bullet holes on the passenger side of the van. The van stopped and one of the people inside of it got out, a kid I recognized from my bus. He began walking around the van, and he pulled my suitcase back into the van. The patrol van drove off, and the kid stopped searching for our stuff and said "None of the teachers want to be late for the chiropractor". I was relieved he hadn't found my knife.

3.Began between 7 and 8 am
I was walking through the halls at school with the people I ate lunch with. I headed into Mr. Gill's class, which was in the wrong room. His TV was over the door and it had a lesson playing. The seat in front of me was empty, so I took it. Mr gill, who was sitting across from me, offered me a bottle of water. It was label-less and only had about a centimeter or two of water left in it. I took a sip for my sore throat and slid it back to him. I pulled off my grey polo shirt(i do not have any, even though i want them) and revealed my navy blue tank top underneath because it was hot. I began adjusting a jacket which was on some clothes hooks, then noticed the TV.
It was actually a Q and A video about how good interacting with people is. It kept replaying the scene while people had to guess an answer. Mr Gill picked some people, but they did not guess correctly. I looked at the answer on the screen- it was the only answer, and the people with me did not know to use that answer. I rolled my eyes.

I had recently woken from a short lucid dream, and I was thinking, am I awake in RL? And there my uncle who have left he’s earthly body some years ago, where sitting in a chair. This made me fully lucid again.

The time in the morning was around 8 am, because I had waken from a dream and gone back to sleeping and dreaming again in the exact same position before all this. I was sleeping at work.

I asked uncle, what are the meaning of you showing up in my dream. He answers. "Throwing up, and sickness.” (I think the last one was sickness. But I am not exactly sure of that.) I try to ask him some more about the meaning of him, but he gives the same answer. He then goes to the toilet and throws up in a strange way. He's body is all erected, but he somehow manage to put he's head in the bowl. I then ask him. "How it was to die of lung cancer (which was not the cause) or was it that?” I asked. He replied "that the pictures had left no doubt that it had been a lung cancer." He also explained something about how it had been, but I cannot remember.

I asked him how it was to die and being dead.

He said that it was sort of lonely.

He also said that for people who prepare, it can be very good.

I then ask him if he had some tips for me regarding dying. He answered that in a matter of fact he did had a note for me written down.

I said that that probably would not help since this is a dream. He's hand writing was all mixed up, but the paper it was written on was not an ordinary blank sheet. It was a economic report from the Buddhist organization I am a member of. It was typed and I could read it. My teacher had slipped and hurt his leg and the organization was paying for that. The paper was full of similar stuff, and also a bill for filling out.

Now the dream went in another direction. It was a family event. There was a living room, where my uncle where sitting. A hall where the toilets where, and a big kitchen. My sister was there in the Kitchen. She told me something about going to a cinema, while at the same time showing me a fantastic lego house somebody had built with here. It had all the windows going outwards. It was a very nice and worm, “big family” setting with lots of people. I said that I already had arranged to go (home?)(With our dad?), so no cinema for me.

I am in a car with my dad. (I am often in cars in my dreams.) Now we are at the petrol station, and I am noticing that this car does not have a driving computer. There is quite a few details about the car. I am still sort of semi lucid, but when we drive of, my father has taken the wheel. The scenery looks very real, like the Norwegian farmers countryside. Suddenly somebody is knocking. (This could have been someone knocking on a door in RL.) I taught it came from the roof of the car. I asked my dad if I could open the roof, and he said sure. There my brother was laying and this was so strange that I became fully lucid again. I had just had a big lemon candy in my mouth, like the once my grandmother often gave me when I was a kid. I was tired from sucking it. I took it out and had it in my hand. My hand became sticky. Now I was asking my brother on the roof if he would like to have it. He would, so I gave it to him and licked my hand clean, very satisfied with the strangeness of the situation and the niceness of being together the tree of us.

We came to our goal. A house laying on the left side. We were going to set it up and the rest of the family would come. We did not go out of the car, because some people who looked troubled, met up with us. They said that we were late! We had a conversation about this in the car. It came to my understanding that in this place, no one owned a house. It was now the evening and even thou my family had many things there, the time was now so that others could occupy the place legally.
This information struck me as something important about the dream world. I was advocating that we should leave them in peace and go to find another place. We were leaving, but in the last moment, we saw somebody loading uncle Tom’s (I have no uncle in RL with that name) DVD’s player into something, and we decided there and then that this had gone far enough!

Now this turned in to fight. Sort if lie a role playing computer game. I where a full-blown flying lucid spell caster. I do not remember the spells I used, but electricity was part of it. Even thou thy where more people than us, my powers made it easy for us to make them go away. Our side had also turned in to more people. Some of my best male friends had shown up. Now the demons where coming. (As usual, when I go into a fight in dreams, the first one can be won, but then all hell breaks loose!) A flock of human like bad intended creatures where coming for us over the field. Before I could even word anything my brother and my best friend, Kristian, where going for them like computer game A.I characters. Maybe they were thinking that this would not be a problem with my powers. But I was thinking the opposite. These creatures where immune to physical harm and where throwing petrol and breathing fire. I tried to attack them with fire, but they soon had killed my whole family and chased me away. I tried to fly, but I only managed to go a meter or so of the ground. I was running backwards and defending at the same time, which were not efficient. There was a woman going after me. I decided to turn and run as fast as I could into a forest. I went up a tree, but they were burning the forest. I jumped down from this very high tree and woke to RL.

Notes:
My uncle who is deceased was named Tore. I have a LD task, which is to heal Tor, a friend of mine, which are very ill.
In the dream, I took the knowledge about not having any safe possessions as important information. Failing to help letting go of them, not being persistent enough about my decision to leave the situation.Letting other people influence me. In this dream, I was lucid, but I was following the dream much more than creating it.

21.06.14
I slept in a cabin in the woods. Slept from early evening and for nearly twelve ours.

Very vivid, and clear REM dream. The order of the events are most uncertain.

Lucid part of dream are RED:

I am in a rural place north in the country. A few male friends and I have been bicycling there for days, but we also have a car there. We are at a cabin on a mountaintop. A path is leading down a steep hillside to a village on the other side of the mountain. A friend and I is sitting there, looking out on the scenery. My friend is toying with the car keys, just like my 3-year-old son, in a hole going into the mountain. I am warning him, but he loses the keys. We can hear them fall into the mountain for a long time. I am not very upset because of this, much less, than I would be in RL. We follow the trail down the steep side of the mountain and ends up in the village. There is a bus stop, a colonial store, a petrol station, a school and a house for gathering. We are taking the bus back. Later we are going to a culture show at the house for gatherings. My best friend Kristian, who is living in USA in RL and often occurs in my dreams, are there. Everybody in the village know each other. The design of the house from the inside looking out is magnificent. The lines of the windows, a higher floor and a “gelender”, is all lined up with the water outside. Wherever we are in the room, it is like the room is directly connected with the sea. When I think of it now it is a little strange that this not made me lucid. I am conversing about this design with Kristian. There was some music there and the major of the town where playing saxophone. It became a dancing parade through many small corridors. I was in the other end of the building from the major and where delivered a saxophone. The people there would like me to answer the play of the other side. I do alright at this.

In between all this I am driving an ambulance, (My work in RL) I am at the same type of rural community. The Ambulance are planning to go south. A woman I know from work in RL, is now younger and have bought a new pair of skies. I am washing a very bloody suitcase for the ambulance together with some female colleges. We go out on a call. I am calling Dennis, my former boss and sort of idol in this field of work, to ask for directions to the hospital or something. Dennis is at a party and are laughing and having a good time. I am explaining to him that I am sorry for calling him so late, and saying at the same time that I always call him when I wondering about ambulance related stuff.

I am in a place with a high sky and the environment is very calm. It is big mansions and gardens. Someone who are with me are informing me that this is a free area for prostitution and other shady business. There is a big commercial board outside a mansion where film clips of what is going on inside the house are screened. This has a ritual and sexual character. Right here I become Lucid. “I am dreaming” I am saying out loud. The first thing that hits me is that I now can go into the mansion without a special permission trough the wall. The second thing are that this, based on numerous occasions, is not what I want to spend my LD time doing! The third thing is that I want to meditate. Right there outside the gate and the house I am sitting down. I forgotten to stabilize the dream and woke. I concentrate on going back to the same dream and manage to do so in a semi lucid state. I meet the main lady from the film and the mansion in the street. My companion or her Butler, I am not sure what he is, has informed me that she own me some free time. She looks worried and stressed out. I am turning around to go after here and catch up with here. I am giving a comforting arm to hold and we are walking and talking together.

I am in a kind of a movie. Everything we meet on a linear way are directed objects. Mostly they are comedian stuff. We are entering a house and following corridors deep into the building. We are two women and a man, but I feel sort of being one of the women. There is also other people there and this is like a guided trip. The guide, and me gets away from the rest of the people. I am foreseeing that this would happen, and are anxious. The guide is rounding the corner and enter a door, which I just can see shut when I am rounding the corner. I can here flushing, as there is a toilet in there, so I wait outside. Nothing happens so I follow through that door, there is also many other doors. I enter into a hall full of long stairs, going around and back and forth in strange ways. I have sensation of fear and uncertainty about going in there alone, but I overcome it. I am leaping, floating and soaring down the stairs while I have a tingling sensation down my spine. I enter a big room where there is many happy people. I can fly and understand that I am dreaming. I am making up a song while I am flying around over the happy crowd. It is in English. “I can fly, I can touch through walls, (Doing this as I am singing it) I can see my soul.” After I have stated this, I am looking at my chest. I have a black sweater with some letters on. I can see some glittering light coming from inside my chest, like when the sun hits the water, silver or electricity is flowing freely. I wake up to RL.

A very interesting collection of dreams and fragments from last night.

Fragment: Music:
No crazy electronic music this time. Just a soft piano piece that I caught for a few seconds.

Fragment: School
I am at my old middle school. This large man approaches the school pulling a wheel barrow. He tells me that he is my ride home and I get in. A few of the kids from the middle school make fun of me for riding home in such an odd way. One of my old friends from middle school is in there and we begin catching up.

Fragment: Solar System
I am getting a guided tour of a solar system, certainly not our own. Whoever is guiding me shows me that it is a triple star system. There is one star and two smaller stars orbit it in a 1:2 resonance. Outward from that is a small rocky planet, a larger rocky planet, and then a orangeish brown gas planet, something like jupiter.

Art with C:
I am in what feels like the basement of my house. C is showing me some drawings she made after she attempted to have a shared dreaming experience with me and what she encountered in her dreams. I cannot recall all of the drawings, but I do know that one of them that was supposed to be of me and looked very strange. I had horse legs (not like a centaur with four, I only had two horse legs) and the upper part of my body was wearing what looked like the Danny phantom costume. I had really long hair that went down to my hips that had been made into dreadlocks.
Upon seeing it, I crack up. She laughs with me saying that the dream was not very stable.
She continues going through her drawings. I see drawings of some of my other recurring dream characters. These look much more accurate.

The Anteater in the Woods
This is the only dream really worth reading about here...
I cannot recall what happened beforehand, but I did know that lots did happen before I came to this part of the dream. I am walking around the shore surrounding a large lake. There are some sand dunes and rivers running into the lake, as well as boardwalks to walk across.
I am walking around, climbing over the sand dunes when a peculiar creature approaches me. It looks like an anteater or a hairy elephant. Walks on four legs with a stout chubby body. Has a long trunk with a single opening on the end that it can use to grasp objects. And two big white eyes with no pupils. Finally it has long brown fur, making it look similar to say chewbacca. What an interesting creature... I've never seen something like this in my dreams before.
As the creature approaches, I am frightened. I get pinned by a steep wall of tree roots and sand. I close my eyes and get ready for the worst only to find that the creature merely wanted to smell me. After several seconds I lower my guard and just allow the creature to study me. I look into his eyes and I could only assume that he was looking back.
The creature turned and left. As he walked away he began talking.
"Bah, you're not who I was looking for! Your claws should be ten times as sharp!"
I follow the creature.
"Wait what are you talking about?!"
The creature paused.
"If you want to know more, go to the woods in Calyot. And what your looking for, 'New York' is spelled backwards!"
kroywen...?
Anyways, the dream carried on rather normally from there. A storm started to blow in and I tired to find shelter amongst the sand dunes. Some of the boardwalks got washed away by the rising lake levels. I woke up a few minutes after meeting the anteater.