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6/27/14* hold my hand / little blind girl with little pink ribbon with writing on adorable / driving onto soccer field me in passenger seat so many kids so close to car but he's driving slowly. Typical markings on field plus extra for coach's game plan on field itself! (world cup residue perhaps) / Someone named David falls off a 2nd story or higher front porch balcony but lives to say something from down below. I crawl over railing into front door and plan to go back down and out through a back door and stairs I assume there should be. Working my way through the house feeling lost I think what if I could fly out like in dreams...why of course, this is a dream. Phase out through back of house and goes gray. I fly in an undulating dolphin-like motion and can see my hands (normally I am looking down with my hands out front while flying). After a bit I start looking down for anything and start to see a flat dark green surface with little nicks in it with no apparent pattern. Eventually I am on the ground and my son is there. Feeling frisky, bold and very lucid I
announce to my son that I am going to give it to "your mother!" (wouldn't dare say this if there was any doubt I was dreaming). Wife appears and I throw off her clothes with tk and get to business. Ready to add another female to the mix I think of who to summon, Girl Friday? Scarlett? But the dream fades. 167

7/4/14 Didn't record these LDs right away so going from memory hours later. Late dream malaise affects last 2 LDs. DILD#1 I am getting instructions from 30-something woman with large breasts in a seating position. I am standing over her and I get the idea to brush my arm against her breasts. As I do, I realize that I am dreaming and immediately think of the basic naked task and strip down once again with my pants bunched up around the ankles I fling them off with telekinesis. She has removed her shirt and I reach behind her back and undo her bra and her sumptuous breasts flow out. I gawk and enjoy the scene and don't remember anything else before before waking. 168


DILD#2 end of REM assumed. Wife, Son and I have free tickets to a nice dinner and we are being seated with another group who left 2 seats on one side of the table and one on the other. Wife and son go down left side of table with plenty of room but the one seat on my side is blocked in by the rest of the group at the table and by the neighboring table being so close. I wait patiently and they eventually get up and I get to my seat apparently thirst and look down at an untouched small thin medium-tall glass of water with a small amount of melted ice water and a clear straw. I am obviously focused on it and slurp on the straw thirstily. The water is barely splashing in my throat as if the straw is broken and the sensation keys me in that I am dreaming again! But even shorter than the previous. I wake up feeling quite thirsty. 169


#3 In dream DEILD (really a DILD) I am attempting to WILD and I am getting decent vibration feedback with my clinched eyes method but lose consciousness before dream begins. I am playing a song on my phone that has a really nice beat and electronic percussion sounds and something reminds me that I was just trying to WILD but I don't feel fully immersed in the dream and feel like I am still trying to WILD so I try a movement based entry and start dancing my way into the dream and end up on a big concert stage and for some reason I think it is Prince playing. I just keep dancing on the stage and rip off my clothes and will my junk to hang large and low. I think I feel movement in bed and I am probably close to waking up anyway, but that either way I do. 170


7/5 DILD#1 Son sick goes into huge public bathroom but doesn't choose stall. Seems drunk also. I get him to move but all toilets have no stall. 2 ladies come through with their small boys and I get mad at them, chide them. I go back to room and lady getting ready to go to bed and husband already asleep. Leave but come back and she is changing and is in her bra but bottomless, she just took off her pants. Seems shy at first but then not so much. I start to close the door but keep opening it back a little to look at her sexiness. I continue around a long hall that circles the whole floor passing different couples beds and looking to see what I can. One lady is topless in bed as I pass. All Asian like last night. Some start to wake and one mentions getting coffee. I comment that they are getting up so early but i need an excuse...I was not able to get back to sleep. I continue to around the halfway point of circling the floor and it goes dark with thick curtains and I
realize I'm dreaming. I float up a little and back down and planning to go back the way I came but not working so I visualize a church where I thought it would be more challenging to get naked and I see it from the outside like an old largish white country church with one traditional steeple in the middle front and then I'm suddenly inside on the stage-like pulpit. And I remove all my clothes. People start mumbling that I'm one of those demon loving lucid dreamers...I laugh it off and start to imagine an elevator and starting to think about the other tasks but can start to hear sounds from IWL. Try to DEILD but must be end of REM. Get up and record. 171


DILD#2 I was sure I would remember the details and was very lazy and planned to commit it to memory but dozed back off quickly. All I can remember at this point is that the DILD moment had something to do with an interaction with a woman while looking for a towel when coming out of the shower. And I remember thinking 2nd DILD of the night. 172

Some short DILDs lately. Possible ways to rectify: 1. adjust WBTB time, mostly doing them too long lately and it seems to affect how I am doing my SSILD cycles and perhaps length of REM? 2. Get back up to par with my daytime practices. 3. Start off my LDs properly more grounded in my dream environment! will try Click-Freeze-study environment (click=time stopping pocket watch but more for me to stop and take a moment). Too much of myself in the dream (reference: Mzzkc's Stabilization Fundamentals).

Did self hypnosis lucid dreaming script night of 7/3 and recall one a night or two before that.

Journal Entry Lucid # 56 - 57 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed. I tried to become aware of my body and I ignored the little itches that the body gives out. I did fall asleep, without awareness.

Lucid Dream # 56, day: 07/01/14, time: 3:38" Singing Monk":

*notes 8:04-12:53 Am: In the middle of the night I was half awake and asleep. I thought about silly things, still lightly dreaming. I then started to hear loud noise that sounded like wind. It got louder and louder. I felt vibration. I am becoming aware of the situation, it is a transition to a dream. The noise freaked me out and it made it made my heart beat rise. I kept telling myself to become aware of it instead of being scared. My heart beat kept getting faster with the increase of sound. Then the sound started to decrease on its own, my heart beat as well. I realized that instead of paying attention to the physical sensation, I should have been aware of the little images I was seeing from the start. I then went to sleep without awareness.

Background on Ld: I wanted to become aware of sleep process(WILD) as I went to sleep. I laid there quietly. I told myself I am just going to be aware, I will let my body do what it wants. You know like when it jerks upon sleeping. I got tired of waiting and I fell asleep. And I got some cool dream and ok lucid.

So to shorten this dream up, it is about a a guy who can live forever. (I watched a movie called The Man from Earth) pretty cool movie well it influenced my dream

So, when the Ageless man told the people that he doesn't age, they asked him if he made music because music express the soul. I am thinking yes if never made music in his endless life he has never lived to express life. For some reason this brought up my memories of the Tibetan monks singing the "ahhs" and the "oms". I opened my mouth and sang "aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh....". I can't sing, but in the dream it sounded so beautiful. My voice was then followed by a multitude of people in harmony and unity singing "aaaaahhhhh...". I felt the vibration and the energy in my stomach. I then look at my body and my arms are moving uncontrollably. I let it. I kept singing. I then woke up in the kitchen with my arms moving uncontrollably. I see my parents walking back and forth in a hurry trying to start their busy day. I see a girl from church, BY, she is with them as well. And I am just there on the floor. I got up and sat down on the couch. I see my sister. I did a RC (counted my fingers), but it was normal. I actually woke up and went back to sleep after doing a RC.

The next dream I was with somebody. He threw a remote control at his brother. I asked the mom what is wrong with him. She tells me that he has a delusion that he has live for many generations. I then go back all the way to the beginning of this dream. I see the mother taking the Ageless child. She took the wrong child. I followed where she is putting the other child. She grabbed him by the wrist and took him to a house. I became the little kid. She tells me to trust her. I realized it was my dream.

I told myself I need to stabilize the dream. I started to touch the wall. I see a bunch of children rush into the building. This big fat kid wanted to show the other children his house. I walked with them. I am touching the wall as I walked maintaining awareness of the dream. I could still hear the fat kid, "This where my dad..." while pointing at TV. I tuned him out. I could see pictures of people. It looked like the old times, 1700s. As I was making my way through the hall way I see the mother of the character that I am. She asked me if I could let her in. I kept walking. I saw a couple of stairs I didn't want to touch for some reason and I flew over it. I started walking up the stairs with my hands touching the rail. I see another kid doing that to the opposite side going down stairs. I kept looking at the pictures. I see racist images of black people picking cotton and stuff. I then hear the owner bragging about how big his house is. I see a person run out the window. I am trying to maintain awareness. As I was going to the top of the building I then ended up at the bottom of the building. I hear someone say something and I woke up immediately.


Lucid Dream # 57, day: 07/02/14, time: 3:30 - 7:20 am"":
very blurry dream. I was next to gangsters and trouble makers. I remember walking to a house and realizing it is a dream but I don't remember anything in between. I lost lucidity very shortly.

Journal Entry Lucid #55 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I didn't meditate before going to bed. I tried to become aware of my body and I ignored the little itches that the body gives out. I lost awareness for a brief second. This was the break I was looking for. After struggling to have a lucid dream in a while, I got a break. I started to do ADA and RC more often now.

Lucid Dream # 55, day: 06/30/14, time: 6:30-8:33 Am"":
I am looking at the mirror in my room. I am kind of disappointed that I couldn't fall back to sleep. My grandmother is calling my name telling me that I have slept for far to long. She is trying to open the door. I see the pillows move (I put pillows on the cracks of the door so that light won't enter, I am a very sensitive sleeper). I then turn and look at my bed. I am there laying down sleeping in the same position as I did. She approaches me and touch my back to wake me up. I was looking at her and I could feel her hands on my back. I then went inside my body. (I woke up and I realized that it never happened. The pillow is still in the same position next to the door.)
I am now in a car going to SF with my parents. I just think to myself if this is a dream I could levitate a car to the moon. I then look at a car and I toss it up in the air. It some how burst into fire. I then did it again. Which gradually got my attention into realizing that it is a dream.

I threw a couple of cars in the air. I tried to throw one more but I couldn't. My mother said to me, "If this is a dream where is the bomb?" I didn't know what she was talking about, but in the dream it was relevant to the dream. I told her it doesn't' matter I could create anything I want. She had a fake bomb in her hands. I thought I don't know if I could create a bomb from scratch but I have had a dream where I created a nuclear blast with the mushroom cloud and everything. I then turned around inside the car. I looked back at Oakland. I put my hands out and imagined the nuclear explosion. I imagined the bright light followed by the mushroom cloud. I tried, nothing. I tried again. I saw a small bright light form. I imagined the expansion. oh yeah I didn't close my eyes while imagining. When I imagined the expansion. It suddenly did a flash of bright light followed by the mushroom cloud.

My mother ask me, " So, where is he?"

Me, "Who?"

Mother, "the big dinosaur from the explosion"

(I didn't know what she was talking about but I wanted to create another nuclear blast this time it was a piece of cake. Now there is a two huge mushroom clouds floating above Oakland. The strange thing was that there was no sound from the nuke).

After I did the second nuke, my mom ask me, "Where is the dinosaur?"
I realized what she is talking about, I responded, "I don't want Godzilla in my dream, even though I could create it".

With that thought Godzilla tears the bridge apart. It looks disastrous. Cracks on the ground, some part of the floor is rising 10 ft in the air. A war zone is what it look like, cars are flipped. I then see a 7 foot dinosaur pops up and it is looking for food. I see my body being dragged. I couldn't move my body even though I was lucid. It felt like sleep paralysis. I see rebels shooting at the little dinosaurs. I woke up.

I was in the gym with my cousin and friend, everyone was bringing chairs in so we did. we walked around to find a seat to sit and so we went across to this room where there was goalie nets and all that, there was someone there and told us to get out, so we were getting out and it endedededededed, it was random

7/5/14

Only slept four hours the night before since I couldn't sleep. Had to wake up the next morning early to watch my mom's dogs since she's on vacation. Took a nap on the couch, but didn't have much time since I had lunch planned with my grandpa.

Laid in supine position, knowing that it'd increase my chances of a WILD (Also, was more comfortable this way). Took a while to fall asleep.

11:30 a.m. WILD

I realized I was dreaming when I waved my hand in front of my face and couldn't see it (heard of this RC check in an article about False Awakenings, which used survey results from three different lucid dreaming websites, including DreamViews!). I heard a repetitive, slightly scary auditory hallucination, but couldn't change it, despite my attempt to change it to a pleasant song. I didn't mind the auditory hallucination, since I was too excited. I could feel my body lifting up (first time experiencing this sensation) like I was going to float and it felt really nice and pleasant.

I also at one point felt myself losing the ability to swallow, and remembered that's a sign of a WILD. I think this was before I did the RC.

Unfortunately, didn't last long and I woke up shortly after without getting the chance to explore my dream. Didn't leave the couch in my dream.

This was the first time experiencing a WILD without feeling fear. I feel my control of my emotions and rationalization is getting stronger in my lucid dreams.

Dream 1 – Dude putting in shit in my face
I think this one was hilarious.

Where?
We where at my gym with all the escalators looking exactly the same. Thing is though, it wasn’t a gym in the dream. I got the impression that it was more like a shoppingcenter.

What did I do?
Searching for a shower and a towel to wipe the shit of my face and desperatly searching for revenge and smash a certain guy.

Who was I there with?
A few people, seemed like it was the folks from my old university class. Seemed like we were there on some sort of a trip and had a schedule over stuff we were supposed to do. The dude putting shit in my face was this dude who was in the same class as me back in the university.

Plot

I know we did lots of shit on this some sort of a trip that we were on, me and a bunch of other folks, I can’t remember what though. Anyway, we were walking down these escalators (the surroundings looked exactly like the ones at my gym) and as we finally were downstairs I noticed that someone was knocking me on my shoulder from behind. And as I turned around I saw this dude from my university class having his hand down his pants behind his back and quickly throwing the shit he had in his hand onto my face and lips.
I was completly shocked and he just flew and started running up through the escalators and escaped. I then remember walking through that place completely furious looking for a shower and a towel to get rid of this disgusting shit he had put in my face. I knocked on this one door and as this door opened I saw these three older women asking me what had happened. I just asked if they had a shower which they had and I remember cleaning my face with a towel and they kept asking me about what had happened but I just ignored them and didn’t bother answering them because I was just so furious and focused on going out and finding this guy again and crush him. That’s it.

2nd dream - Making a fool out of myself on a bandy field

I don't remember a lot from this one. I just remember playing bandy and that I just came on in this game and got the position as a centre midfielder. I soon got the ball in the ball in the middle and was trying to find someone to pass. But I was quickly surrounded by a bunch of opposing players and lost the ball and basically looked like a complete fool for dwelling on the ball. That’s all I remember.

Last night sleep was again a very difficult task to archieve, I guess it's simply too warm too have a decent night of rest. One good thing though is that dreams are slowly getting more vivid again.

1. The last test

It's the end of the school year and the students of the last year are required to do a last test, individually. I have a bike next to me that I'm holding and I'm talking with a friend who has already done the test, he talks about how stupid and useless it is. He told me he had to learn how to knit clothes and stuff. I was waiting infront of the cantine where the test would be and was looking for a way to safely leave my bike outside without it being stolen. Eventually I found a chain and secured the bike in place, I was waiting for my parents to show up cause they have to be at the test too. After several minutes the previous students walked out and I walked in with my parents, the cantine was mostly empty except for one table, 3 chairs and my teacher of French from previous year. I took a seat and she told me there were 3 tasks in the test, she gave me a large bundle of paper and on the front was a picture of 2 cats, I had to pick one of them. I choose the right one and I flipped the page to the next one, my parents choose the other cat I think. She told me a story about the cats but I can't remember that anymore. Then she gave me another bundle, this one had pictures of London and it's people during the victorian era, I flipped the page a bit too fast and she asked me to turn it back. When I flipped back the pages had changed and they kept changing as I flipped back and forward, eventually the teacher asked me to stop and we proceeded to the next test, which was a simple question. "Do you have a lover?", she asked me. I was slightly caught off guard when she asked it so abruptly but I just said no. Then I left the building with my parents.

2. The laser trio

I'm sitting in the couch in my livingroom and watching my sister play with the cat using a laserpointer, quickly I notice that it is actually 3 small lasers, each with a different colour. She pulled the three lasers out of the holder for a second but then she put them back. Then suddenly a digital menu opened infront of her where she could choose the shape of the holder and the lasers, she choose for complete conic shaped but I thought that it didn't look very nice. When I asked her to give it to me and she handed it over my mother suddenly and agressivly snatched it out of my hands, nearly causing it to fall on the ground. I get up and tell her with a very angry tone "If that thing fell out of my hands you would blame me, but it would've been YOU that made it fall on the ground.", she ignores me and I shout "Do you hear me?! I would be blamed while you would be the cause!", she looks at me with an annoyed expression and I look the other way. When I woke and she walked in my room the very same moment I was still angry but then I realised that in the dream that's not my real mother.

3. Robojump

I'm walking through a weird house and enter the children's bedroom, there I see a toy-robot standing against the wall and 2 cardboard children looking at it with joy. I can't move and I'm forced to sit down infront of it, I get instructions to pay close attention and begin hearing the two motionless children singing a weird song for the robot. The robot starts to glow and float, suddenly it flies through the window up in the sky. Now I'm in my own bedroom looking outside and seeing the robot fly through the air, sometimes it leaves behind a small puff of smoke. I fly after it and suddenly control the robot like a game from 3rd person view. I have to jump on tiny sky islands and avoid falling down, eventually I reach the end and win the game.

There you have it, I hope I will soon be able to have normal nights again where I can sleep, normally.

Slept on a moving train on this fu*king prison bed (more or less) and with this dude snoring next to me. Not the best sleep
I’ve got, anyway...

1st dream – Girl I like texting back
Well, basically all I can remember from this text I got.
So IRL I’ve been texting a bit with this german woman I’ve seen a few times and really like. We’ve been texting back and forth and I’ve been trying to take her out for a while and she’s been flakeing me off. The thing is that I literally told her to fuck off back to Germany in the last text after and now I just dreamed that she replied message back to me in which she said she was sorry and that I had misunderstood her and explained why she had shown such a rigid behavior on the phone. That was basically it and I woke up in the middle of the night.

2:nd dream – Anxiety as I prepare for space war
This was a sick dream though.
What I basically remember from the start was being on some sort of a planet (the landscape was similar to the moon) out there in the dark universe. I was there as a solider with a bunch of other men living in this complex that existed of four massive buildings. Those four buildings was literally the only thing that existed there. I’ve figured out now afterwards that two of these were obviously meant to be where we were supposed to sleep while the other two were changing rooms.
Anyway, eventually an alarm got off and it was clear that we now had to prepare for war. We took these escalators down to the changing rooms and my heart beat increased while we were standing on these escalators to go down the changing rooms and put all the gear on and get out in the warzone. I knew that now it was going to be life or death.
The last thing I can remember is standing there in the changing room and having this feeling of anxiety to go out in the warzone.


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Side note:
I’ve been thinking a long time now about going into the army but my family has not been very positive to that idea. They just recently closed this period where they recruit new soldiers and I didn't apply and this was basically the last chance I had to get into the field that I've been looking at. So I can see why the 2nd dream makes sense in a way...

I'm standing inside a giant open-air concert dome, kind of like the Hollywood Bowl. There are no seats. Everyone is standing and it's very crowded. I'm near the front of the crowd, close to the stage. It's a high stage, about eight or nine feet. I look up and there is a small group of people on the stage. I see Demi Lovato and Adam Lambert together. Behind them I see Thirty Seconds to Mars. Together they all start chanting, "Fight, fight!" They throw their fists in the air while chanting and it keeps getting louder and louder. The crowd starts moving towards the stage and attempting to climb the wall. People start lifting each other up, building human latters to help everyone reach the top. When people reached the top and made it onstage, guards appeared and they stood in a line and blocked anyone attempting to pass them. I take a few steps back because I don't want to be part of the riot that I know is coming. My eyes scan the stage and I see Demi being held back by two guards and she's very upset. She's trying to get close to the crowd but the guards won't budge. Adam is by her side and trying to help her. I see Jared Leto take off his shirt and run full speed towards the end of the stage. He jumps into the air, spreading his arms and smiling like a mad man. He lands on his back into a mass of hands that begin to carry him. After him, everyone who can shake off the guards starts to stage dive. I start walking backwards. I try to separate myself from everyone and end up near the back. I watch as people are carried across the crowds. I start to walk around a bit. I walk and see Harry Potter (Daniel Radcliffe). He's scared for some reason. I watch him disappear into the crowd and then suddenly appear again with Hermione (Emma Watson). They seem to hold each other up and run back into the crowd. I turn around and start walking back the way I came, but something seems different. I notice that people are being separated into groups and made to stand in large circles. I try to make myself smaller and slowly make my way further back behind everyone. I hit a wall and realize I can't go any further. I watch as the whole crowd is put into huge circles and made to walk and keep pace. Each circle is guarded by one hooded person. They are scary. While keeping an eye on the hooded figures, I try to pick my way along the back wall, avoiding being caught as best as I can. There are a few close calls, but other than that, I make it to a corner and two doors. I lean against the doors and wonder where I should go. I look up and a circled group is walking right in front of me. I try to stay unnoticed but the hooded person guarding them sees me and quickly comes up to me. The figure grabs my arm and starts to drag me towards the circle, but before I get too far, a girl appears out of one of the doors and grabs my other arm. The hooded figure immediately lets me go and goes back to what he was doing. I look at the girl and she just grabs my hand and pulls me through a door. Behind the door is a million different halls and passages. I'd get lost if I were alone. We don't speak and she drags me along quickly. I try to take in my surroundings but it's as if I am not allowed to. After a few minutes we walk through a really big door and inside it's like a fairytale mixed with Willy Wonka. It's a beautiful, sparkly forest filled to the brim with flowers and glitter. I stumble a few times while still being dragged because I'm trying so hard to look at everything. We come to a stop in front of a small table with two chairs. In one of the chairs is sitting a woman. She looks like a queen. She's in all white, with long brown hair and a big smile. She is very beautiful. She tells me that she has to talk to me and tells me to please sit down. I take a seat in the empty chair. She tells me things that I can't remember, but I feel at home and comfortable around her. Behind her is another hallway. I watch as groups of people are marched through there. Patrick Star is in one of the groups. I look back up at the queen and she is talking to the girl who dragged me there. They are bickering about a sliver chain that has two diamond owls surrounded by sapphires. The girl is saying to not use it. I look at it for a few seconds and say that it's very pretty. The queen looks at me and smiles. She agrees with me and takes it out. The girl huffs and walks away.

I am listening to one of my favorite bands through earphones, and take the earphones off to do something else, but the music remains at the same volume. I check, and I am still wearing the earphones. I take them off again, being extra sure that I removed them. Holding them in my hand, looking right at them, the music is still at the same volume. I also feel them in my ears at the same time. I drop the pair I'm holding and feel another pair in my ears again.

My room mate comes up to me to tell me something, but I can't hear her over the music. I take the earphones out, but the music is still just as loud and I can't hear her over it. I focus really intently on reading her lips, but only get part of what she's saying this way. I take the earphones out several times as she is speaking, but the music never gets quieter.

Maybe I'm dreaming? I pinch my nose and cannot breathe. I look at my frame of reference, notice my nose is slightly visible as usual, as well as my face around my eyes. I try to put my finger through my hand, it won't go through. I look at my hands, I have the normal number of fingers: 4 and a thumb on each hand. "I guess I'm just going crazy then" I conclude, still unable to stop the music. I wonder if I am just unable to remove the headphones and am hallucinating my attempts to get them off, or if I am just hearing the music in my head without headphones....

In either case, the music is awesome, so I don't really mind it at all. I sing along for a bit, realizing I don't know the words, I let the song continue. I figured I would know the words if it's in my head, but I don't. I keep taking the earphones out, only to hear the music just the same, and to immediately find the earphones are still in my ears.

A large dog is sleeping nearby. Now it is a horse, the size of a huge dog. It has wedged itself comfortably behind some furniture and wants to get out. I move the furniture a little, and it squeezes through, now in dog aspect again. Turning around, it squeezes back into the furniture, between the frame of a table with no top. It is a large fluffy dog at this point, it lays down, completely comfortable and relaxed. I feel relaxed just looking at it curl up over there.

I wake up and realize I fell asleep with my headphones on, playing the exact same music. Complete continuity from the dream music to the music I'm hearing now.

Maybe I woke up briefly for the RCs, and due to the continuity of music, didn't know I was awake? A crucial element was missing from my RCs however: Truly believing this might in fact be a dream. Instead of this, I was merely wanting it to be a dream.

Watching a large group of A-10 bombers approach the airbase at night. They are really low to the ground, just about to land. I notice another group of aircraft, like F-16s, approaching to bomb the entire base. I don't want anyone to get hurt so I manage to call off the landing just by willing it. I overhear some radio communication directing them to land at the southern airfield miles away.

As the A-10s pull up, and begin their slow flight to the south, I see several F-16s crash nose first straight into the ground. Oddly, nothing explodes, and just the nose cone crumples a bit like a car crash. It seems like the pilots are okay, just really bad at Kamikaze attacks. I hear on the radio again that we can do what the enemy pilots are doing. "Kamikaze strikes?" I ask. "No, just fight back" I am told. That all seems unnecessary to me.

I am some sort of god-like entity, an awareness with power, lacking physical form, helping a large group of people and animals live their lives. I become aware that there is a hostile ship, going to another land to bring back nuclear weapons to use against everyone on the island I am familiar with. Going over to it, I attempt to stop it with lightning strikes. Despite several direct hits on the ship, it continues on and reaches the distant shore to pick up the nuclear weapons.

I take human form, and go to speak with the leader of this operation, but he kills me before I can do or say anything right as I enter a wooden lodge he is in. Still having an awareness of what's going on in the lodge, a large group of women enter, all dressed the same, all with their hands in their identical bags. They surround him and say something to the effect of, "You had this coming for a long time, now the time has come" He tries to run, but a group of women hold him as he is assassinated. All the women had guns in their bags.

Now a young boy just on the outskirts of the town, holding hands with a young girl, we watch the town mill about. People going here and there. Boats coming and going. The large ship from earlier has turned into a smaller ship with no where to go. Very peaceful, a dam slowly raises out of the nearby river, filling a large reservoir.

July 5, 2014

Last night i kept waking up and really didn't get that great if sleep. Wirst recall this week for me.

I know there was a lot more to this dream but i can only remember crawling around in an attic in the dark but what i could see was black and white. Not sure if i had infrared goggles on or thats just how it was. That day before the dream i watched a black and white tv show maybe that influenced it. Anyway, i found Jacob's cat, muffin, and petted the cat for a bit. The attic had a lot of stuff around the edges and had two chambers, but no doors or anything, just a dry wall entrance way. There was a big square hole in the floor that led down somewhere but i have to clue because it was so dark. The attic continued on but i am not sure if i went and explored it. I don't remember how i got there i was just kinda there. I can only remember the one scene. Something about cars keeps floating around my mind though.

I'm trying to get into dream yoga. It's hard for me to stay focused that long, but I'm making progress if my recall from last night has anything to say about it.

07.05.2014

Unjustified Anger (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After helping my co-worker's elderly grandfather move some heavy furniture, then taking an ill-advised trip to the airport on a whim, I somehow manage to make it to work half an hour early. "Well, I guess I'm early today," I say with surprise as I walk in the front door.

Our receptionist, Anita, glares at me. "I guess you are," she mutters, scribbling angrily on a sticky note. I'm surprised by her reaction.

"Wait, don't be mad. If you don't want me here early, I could just wait outside until I'm supposed to be here..."

She glowers at me again. "I'm not mad."

"Um, really? I think you are. You keep scowling at me..."

"Okay, you're right. I AM mad."

I spend the rest of the dream thinking up ways to get back on her good side.

07.05.2014

Footsteps (SP)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

((I consider my SP episodes to be lucid, as long as I realize I'm in SP, because it's somehow a state of dreaming while I'm caught between being asleep and awake. I can see the real world if I open my eyes, but it is intermingled with hallucinations--- like a dual layer of reality.))

I wake up in SP for the second night in a row. Weird how it acts up more when I'm focusing on LDing. I hear my bedroom door open and footsteps on the carpet leading towards my bed. Someone is in here. Then, my mom's voice: "Lola?"

Oh no. My mom and stepdad are home early. WHY are they here? I left a huge mess that I intended to clean up before they returned. Now they'll think I'm a slob.

Wanting to explain myself and question their early arrival, I struggle to move. As usual, only my foot seems operable. I shake it back and forth as quickly as I can manage, but I'm still having problems coming out of it. I struggle to keep my eyes open, which usually helps. I can see the wall and the window whenever I manage to force my eyes open. I feel my mom standing over my bed staring at me. She's probably wondering why I'm shaking my foot like this.

Finally, the motion is enough to jar me awake. I realize that I'm here alone. My mom was never in the room--- once again, just a hallucination.

07.05.2014

Questionable Content (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Much of this is lost, but it was a pretty extensive dream. Mostly I remember the house of a man I had some kind of conflict with. There are several instances where the image of the house is the prominent focus of the dream. The man seems to be Ned Flanders from the Simpsons. Apparently he was never actually a Christian, but was secretly doing neo-Pagan rituals in his house and cursing the Simpsons. This amuses me greatly. However, he seems to be depressed because of something to do with his wife. She died, perhaps. I also believe he may have blamed me for whatever it was. At some point, this results in an epic battle in the street against his mecha form.

07.05.2014

DJ Academy (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a place that could be straight out of an anime. A girl is leading me and a small group of other girls around a huge radio company, explaining that we're all going to be DJs for these reality talk shows. Everyone here has their own show, in many different genres. "You'll learn what kind of DJ you are pretty quickly," our guide tells us. I'm a little confused as to how I got here. When she concludes the tour, our guide asks if we have any questions.

I raise my hand. "What exactly is this place?" I ask. I realize how stupid this sounds when she gives me a 'were-you-even-listening-to-a-word-I-just-said' glare. I am now somewhat lucid, though at a very low level. "I mean, I KNOW this is a radio station, but I don't know how I got here. And um, I think I missed the first part of the tour? Is this like a DJ academy?"

She explains that no, it is not. We are to start our own specific style of show with our individual skill sets, which we'll learn as we go.

((Starting from this point, I awake and re-enter the dream many times due to irritating dogs barking right outside my window.))

I'm exploring the station and checking out the various different studios and DJs. Everyone here is their own special brand of crazy, I realize. I'm in the studio of a very pale girl with white hair and red eyes. She's dressed in Lolita style clothing and seems just like an anime character. She talks like a little kid, though she's probably my age. The directer (our tour guide from earlier), is standing in the doorway observing. I suddenly notice a familiar container on the Lolita's book stand--- my medicine! "Hey, these are mine!" I snatch up the pills before she can take them. "How did you get these?"

She tries to deny stealing them, saying their hers, but the director cuts in. "What have I told you about taking other people's things, [girl's name]?"

((Awake. Re-enter.))

I am participating as a guest in one of the DJ's studios. There is a large swimming pool with rows of intertubes. Some of the tubes have people in them. Playing against another newbie, I have to throw bean bags and hit the people. I think it's going to be like Bingo or Tic-Tac-Toe, but it turns out to be more like shuffleboard with no clear rules. The people in the intertubes are swimming around, making it even harder. I lose horribly, and the girls sitting by the pool watching make fun of me.

((Awake. Re-enter.))

This part is rather vague. Something about a dude with rabbit ears who needs my help getting out of a fix with a demon (who happens to be one of the DJs).

((Awake. Re-enter.))

The rabbit-eared guy walks out the door of the demon's studio, leaving me to deal with the angry DJ. I'm very slightly lucid--- I "remember" having this dream before. I know that the demon is going to spew sludge on me, so I guard my face with my hat. The rest of me gets covered in slimy demon puke. He's supposed to do this four times, according to my "memory" of the supposed previous dream that never actually happened. On the third time, the feeling of the cold slime on the back of my neck jars me awake.

07.04.2014

Quite the Wolf Problem (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am taking a stroll down the road late at night. As I pass the cemetary, I encounter a girl around fourteen years old who warns me that she's out hunting werewolves with her grandfather. She is clutching a vicious looking shotgun in a manner that suggests she's well accustomed to using it. While I'm talking to her, we hear a ruckus nearby. A werewolf is attacking her grandfather!

Suddenly lucid, I remember that I, too, am a werewolf. Fortunately I happen to possess much greater self control than this brute, who is out of his wits with the change. I morph into my werewolf form and leap onto the other wolf, tearing at his throat with my teeth. I can see how it could be tempting to go on a murderous rampage while in wolf form--- letting out my inner beast feels amazing! Still, I hope that the girl realizes that I'm helping, that I'm protecting her from this other wolf. I'm not too keen on being shot.

Suddenly, I'm pulled from the dream into sleep paralysis as I feel someone shaking me awake. It seems to be my mother; I hear her voice telling me to wake up. I try to explain that I'm in sleep paralyis, but it just comes out as a mumble. I try to roll over, but cannot move. My mom continues to shake me, telling me to wake up.

By this point I'm a bit irritated. I manage to get control of my foot and shake it back and forth enough to jar me awake. (This has proved the ONLY way I can force myself out of SP. I don't know why I'm able to move my foot; it's literally the only real part of my body I'm ever able to move.) Once awake, I realize that my mom isn't even here. I'm house sitting for her while she's in Florida.

07.04.2014

George and the Rabbit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I seem to be a well-known scholar, and I'm staying in George Takei's house for my current research, as he lives in a convenient location.

I step out the front door to begin my day. Beside the step is a white rabbit wearing glasses. Insteac of fur, the rabbit has wool like a sheep. It seems happy to let me pet it, closing its eyes in content.

George Takei is doing dishes behind me. I try to get his attention to show him the rabbit, but he does not want to be disturbed.

07.04.2014

The Tornado Approaches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

We are out in the open country by a little house. My grandmother, who suffers from alzheimer's, wishes to drive to the store. We are desperately trying to talk her out of it, but she will not listen.

As we're arguing, the sky goes dark. A storm is nearby. I can hear the sounds of a tornado quickly approaching from behind me. Not even looking back, I lead everyone to a manhole by the house that appears to lead to the sewer. Not a proper storm shelter, but it should serve the purpose all the same. We hurry down the ladder before the tornado can reach us.