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Last night I got a good rest again, however I woke up at noon which is quiet annoying as my normal sleeping-pattern is disrupted. I also did some more research into SSILD today and I think I have a good chance of becoming lucid next night.

1. Evening stroll

I'm in the backyard of a house, I see the house as my home and it's located somewhere in the middle of a city with a large cathedral next to it. It's evening and getting dark though I do want to take a stroll through the Streets before watching TV for the rest of the evening. I climb out the yard and land in the Streets behind the house, it's foggy and there aren't any other people walking around. The city feels like Paris, those narrow Streets and the French look to everything. I enter the church from the site and meet my dad inside, we exit the building and head back home talking about random things. We climb back in the garden and go inside.

2. Under siege

I'm in a house, different from previous dream and again feel like it's my home. It's very large with open rooms and it's interior is like that of a modern castle. I'm with my mother and my sister in the main hallway when suddenly we here something and I get a vision of many burglars breaking into the house. I'm talking about 20 burglars with slavic roots coming to steal everything and probably kill my family. I have a gun and feel like I should fight back, I'm on the balcony in a room and look down, on the ground level I see 5 burglars talking to each other and looking at the furniture. I was filled with anger and shut down the lights, I had excellent nightvision for some reason and saw there heads lit up. I aimed my gun at one of them and pulled the trigger, it didn't make any noise and the bullet that flew out looked tiny, then I realised it was a tranquilizer gun. The burglar that I shot slowly felt down and the others were freaked out but couldn't see me, I took them down one by one and went back to the main hall meeting up with my sister. I opened a side entrance to look outside and there were 3 more burglars there, one of them spotted me and wanted to fire at me but I aimed at him first. However my gun suddenly didn't work, it felt very light like a toy gun and I could pull back the trigger. I quickly closed the door before he fired back, then I opened again and tried but it didn't work and gave up on it. I walk through the house and shoot down some more burglars.

3. Another siege

I'm in a different house once again but this time it feels like I'm playing a game, splintercell. I'm controlling Sam fisher from a 3rd person perspective and shoot down burglars who now look like trained soldiers. I jump out windows and climb the edges, firing through other windows. After some time I feel like I can't win this war, I climb through a window and suddenly am in my sister's bedroom, I look through my own eyes again and get in a closet to hide. I have trouble closing the closet completly and I'm scared they will find me, after several minutes I think it's safe to leave and I slowly open the closet door. I fall out and accidently knock over my alarm which breaks on impact. (Weird as my alarm is in a totally different room IRL.)

4. WHAT THE ****

I'm in my sister's bedroom and she's sitting at the computer, as I look to the window I see one of the cats sitting infront of it looking outside. My mother sits in the couch in the corner of the room and doesn't seem to be doing anything, when suddenly the cats starts shitting right on the window, it is so much that it flies out like a rocket, the wall behind him gets peppered and the window itself gets covered too. Both my mother and my sister don't seem to react that much but I scream "WHAT THE ****!".


5. Flattered

I'm walking around in a supermarket and here a rapsong in my head, I quietly hum along the beat and walk outside. Suddenly I'm near my home in the street and crossing the road, there's a woman who's taking photo's of a male model. Man is shirtless and seems professional, then she asks me if she could take a picture of me. She tells me I have a good figure and I feel flattered, I could barely supress my laughter but eventually I declined and walked away.

In the middle of a meeting of scientists, one of them says to another, "Now if you would, draw me a representation of the source of everything."

The other scientist picks up a piece of chalk and begins to draw a torus. Very accurately, and looking very 3 dimensional, the other scientists in the room nod in approval as he continues to draw.

Then I wake up to the falling sensation as my head slips off my hand.

Woke up out of this dream yesterday. I can't recall the beginning of this dream, but I ended up in my high school, a camera in hand and a nerdy, annoying friend at my side. The school resembled a museum; it was full of strange and awe-inspiring artifacts. I was supposed to be taking pictures, but my friend kept reaching over and knocking the camera out of my hand, forcing me to repeatedly pick it up and fix it.

We started at the top floor and worked our way down. When we finally reached the bottom floor, I saw a security guard standing beside a strange, glass door. The glass was double-paned, and there were hundreds of tiny little bottles with even tinier model ships in them, all fit perfectly into the glass door. Some of the ships floated on sand (mostly white sand, but there were a few ships that rested on colorful sands; one ship in particular was on purple sand, and it reminded me strongly of a pirate ship) while others floated, seemingly unsupported, in the middle of their bottles.

"What are they?" I asked no one in particular. The little glass bottles and their caged ships were beautiful. They each seemed to have their own essence, or aura. I wanted to look at each and every one of them.

"They're spirits," my friend told me. (He meant ghosts, I thought.)

The security guard started to speak, but I woke up before I could make anything out of it.

(First dream) I forgot the first part so I'll just say the part I remember. I was in a large mall, hall or school and there were lots of teens around. I remember drawing for a college thing and a guy told me I should have went to the art school and shown them how good I draw. I was thinking about how I should have and than my cousins came up to me. We were going to leave together but I asked my cousin to bring back a book to the library for me. She said okay than I continued walking until I noticed I was bleeding under my feet. I also saw a old highschool friend who had a clone in the dream. I heard her ask where the whip cream was and thought about it in a negative way I ran out the room to a big place where a man was taunting people cause he had a lot of quarters in his bucket. It was getting really random so I left and almost bumped into a old neighbor who said he would destroy me if I didn't get out of his way. I left and saw a boy screaming at his brother who kept slamming the door outside. I asked the boy why he would think slamming the door is Ok and his brother asked me why I was asking that. I said so he can see the reason behind his pointless action. Than the guy said something about how toothpaste is toxic if you eat too much of it and the dream stopped. Made a broken beep sound before it ended too. XD

(Second dream)
Me and my family went to a place and got doughnuts. Looked like a 12 dozen box from Dunkin doughnuts or that other doughnut shop. I was saving my doughnut and hanging out with my younger bro after we got back. After a while they dissapeared and out of no where as i was walking to another room a girl crashed into the dream and started hitting me.I kept telling her wait wait wait on the bed as she was hitting me. She stopped than looked at my hands after saying wait a minute like she was surprised to see something. To my surprise there was a huge gold ring on my middle finger and a huge silver one on my second finger on my right hand. I was like woah and tried to move but I couldn't. So I asked the girl if I could ride on her back to the living room and she said OK. When we got there she was observing the room and I noticed the doughnuts on the table. I was mad cause I thought someone ate my doughnut but I found it on the kitchen counter and was happy and ate a piece. After that the dream changed and I was next to kids who were Christians and getting a video of them taken. Someone told me to move in and I did but woke up.

(Third Dream)
I had a dream it was night and I was sleeping. My mom came to tuck me in and told me my bro had two headaches and one wouldn't go away. I said OK thinking it was cause he broke a light bulb with his head two days ago. Even though he didn't get cut and it broke on the floor. I ended up reappearing on the bed after that than tried to go to sleep. I ended up getting a telepathic thought of a guy who was telling me something deep. He said it like this. "I have a daughter and a wife but my wife allways laughs when I tell her i die or bleed in my dreams. I always end up feeling left out and sad and he said some other things I don't recall. The last thing he said was when he watches movies he feels nothing from them. Something like that.

(Fourth Dream)
I appeared in my house, downstairs lucid and felt like I was in a spirit form. I got scared a angel was in front of me but I couldn't see them so I kept moving back than went to the other room. I told it not to touch me cause it freaked me out. As I left into the hall it came behind me and held both my arms up to the side(looked like It was going to make me hug someone xD)and started to move with me.I got scared I was going to be shown a future vision. It showed me through the hall into the space near the boiler room and where my dog sleeps. There were metal boxes there with things in them. I saw my dad pass by telling my dog to go into the yard. That's when the spirit pulled out a white chapter book with the name HEINZ on it. We communicated through mind and whisper talking. When I saw the word Heinz I got the message the book thief from it. Than I thought phineas and ferb. It opened to a page where it showed me a picture/drawing. I thought it was a child laying on the floor but I couldn't really tell. It was blurry to me. After that I thought Germany natzi. Cause Heinz is a German name and the book thief is about Germany. I even thought of Elie wisel. The person closed the book after that and I appeared in my bed unable to move. The person was holding me with my arms open behind me on my bed and whispered things to me. The only thing I recall it saying was you are a valuable person. Than I woke up after that. I was thinking of the rings, my dream guide and different emotions that were conveyed in my dream before the fourth dream. Thought about Heinz ketchup, Heinz disease for dogs or a Heinz natzi from germany when I looked it up. I don't know what to gather from that experience. :/

Well, it's a good start.

07.07.2014

As The Venom Flows Through (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Cheyenne is holding an incredibly beautiful snake, which has coiled itself around her body and is reaching out to regard me at eye level. I've never seen a snake quite like this, but I can tell from its eyes that it is venomous. "Be careful not to let it bite you," I tell Cheyenne. For now, it seems more focused on biting me. I am just within the line of danger, but I manage to dodge its strikes. I decide its best to step back.

When I do, the snake loses its one distraction and notices the warm, living body that it is coiled around. It turns around slowly and deliberately to glare at Cheyenne, before latching on to her neck.

Now I'm practically dragging her through the woods, screaming for help as the venom takes hold of my poor friend. First, she simply begins to act a little loopy. But soon her veins are bulging black from her skin while her lips turn a deathly shade of blue. A green liquid leaks from her temples, running down her face.

I barely get her to help in time to rescue her.

This is hugely symbolic of a situation that occured IRL.

07.07.2014

Onward To Hell (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

College is in session once more, and I'm entering into the cafeteria for the first time since summer break. When I get to the place where I'm supposed to scan my card, I struggle to remove it from my new wallet. I apologize to the cashier for the delay. He hands me some kind of scholarship form from a different college and says I must fill it out before I can eat.

This form is impossible! The directions the man gives me make absolutely no sense, and the sections I'm supposed to fill out keep disappearing and changing order. Plus, some of the answers I've already written are nonsensical when I go back over them. It slowly dawns on me that I have to be dreaming.

"Screw this!" I yell, slamming my pen down before the now bewildered man. I storm off, phasing effortlessly through the glass door and entering a neighborhood similar to my grandmother's.

I suddenly recall my task of going to Hell to find out what the Devil wants with my high school ring.

It is a rather cloudy day; the sky is dark with a reddish, rusty tint. I smile to myself. "What a perfect day to visit Hell," I chuckle.

I remember that first I must summon Dreamer, so I call for her a few times. When that doesn't work, I make the decision that she's going to be in one of the nearby houses. I walk towards one, clapping and rubbing my hands together as I walk because the dream has taken on a surreal, old movie quality and I keep nearly losing my vision altogether.

When I ascend the steps, I lose the dream completely and am pulled into the black void of sleep paralysis.

"No biggy," I think, "I'll just turn this into a DEILD."

I succeed in the dream part, but lose the 'ILD' in the belief that I've actually woken up. I check the time. 8:44. That's well after my alarm should have gone off! I'm going to be late to work!

I run off to get ready, only to wake up for real when my alarm goes off at its normal time.

Interestingly, after I've actually gotten going and mostly ready, I check the time at exactly 8:44. For real this time.

Two men are making their way through a rural area on foot with few supplies. It feels like Minecraft and both of the men are wearing turquoise shirts and indigo pants. One man is slightly brawnier and clearly not very bright. The other man looks somewhat less fit but appears to be very smart.
The two are being tracked by a woman wearing a red tank, cargo pants top and a grey baseball cap. The men eventually stop by a river to rest. They do not know that they are being tracked. The woman sees them about a quarter of a mile downstream. It was at this point I learned she was attempting to kill them. She pulled a bow from her backpack and left her supplies by the side of the river. She then proceeded to dive underwater and swim to the men, somehow holding her breath for way longer than was normally possible.
Even though the water was murky, a red top does not make for the best camouflage and the men spotted her moments before she broke through the surface and fired on them. She missed. Both men grabbed big sticks and readied them like javelins.
They negotiated with the woman and decided to work together to survive. They returned to the woman's pack only to find someone had stolen it.

I am at high school (reality check, dangit! High school is over!) and I beat up some kid who was picking on me. I thought I was going to get in trouble, but everyone, including the school staff seemed happy for me.
I then went to class. In the middle of class, S and C come in and want me to come see something going on in the hall.

July 7,2014

This is the third night of bad recall. This time it was because my brother who was sleeping in the chair next to me accidentally kicked me awake in his sleep.

I just remember being in school and having to write an essay so i chose lucid dreaming as a topic. I cant remember much visual, just plot. I got woken a few minutes into the dream.

I literally just woke up from this dream, so there's no better time to journal it than now! This was another dream of mine where a Shootout occurs, which is a common thing for some reason, and I become lucid and fail to complete the task.

I dream I am in the inner city. There is a massive battle taking place, gunfire being exchanged all over the place. I am a part of the battle, dressed from head to toe in gear. I have a SCAR-H in my hands, and a Desert Eagle in a holster as backup. My team is deployed right into the heat, and shots are fired as soon as we hit ground. I return fire alongside my teammates, taking down several insurgents right away. We couldn't have been dropped in a worse spot than we were. The fight rages on, and my team is struggling to get anywhere. We are stuck in the spot we've been deployed, pinned down by excessive enemy fire. My teammates are starting to go down all around me, and I decide it's time to get aggressive. I run out from my cover now and sprint towards another thing of cover. I shoot someone along the way. I continue doing this, running out and risking my life to take out as many enemies as possible. Soon my SCAR-H runs out of ammo, and I pull out my Desert Eagle. I look around and realize I've run too far ahead of my team, and I'm mixed in with the enemies now. Enemies are all around me, and they're converging on my position. Some of them unknowingly run past me, unaware of my presence. So I shoot them down and move along to try and stay hidden. This intense game of cat and mouse continues until I realize I've only got three more bullets left in my Deagle. There seems to be a distinct lack of gunfire now, so I think it's safe to move. I walk out of my cover and begin scouting around the area for ammo that I can use in my guns. I come across a crater near where my team deployed, and there's a white van sitting halfway in the crater. Two more soldiers are passing by, and I kill them. I look around more, and I see that I'm the only one left standing. All of my teammates are dead now. I scan the area some more, and I run across an ammo box. I load up both of my guns and prepare to head out again. I start jogging towards an alleyway in the decimated city and see a couple more insurgents coming. I aim and shoot them quickly before they can return fire. I continue to walk cautiously, and I take a detour through a destroyed building. I look at the contents on a table in the building, a few useless items and a video game(I think it was Bioshock if my memory serves me right). I set the disc down after observing it and I start walking up the stairs nearby. As I'm walking up the stairs I begun to question everything that's going on, and I plug my nose shut. I try to breathe, and air is flowing in and out of my nostrils. I become lucid, and immediately drop everything. I know I need to do the task of the month now. I go back downstairs and stand at the door. I decide to get naked(this is a part of a task, trust me). It'll be easy to get this part out of the way so I can mix it into the other tasks. I pull off all of my gear and then pull down my pants and boxers. After I do so, I do the hand check, being absolutely sure this isn't a dream before I do something like this. I look at my hands, and I think it was my right hand, not sure, but there was a very small and thin nub in between a couple of my fingers. I'm freaked out by this and shake my hand in a disgusted way. I then proceed to pull my shirt over my head, and because I closed my eyes I awoke. God damn it. I can't close or cover my eyes in lucids or I'll wake up.

Game plan next time: Rip the shirt off.

I had a couple dreams which I can only recall a small amount of from last night. All of them were pretty interesting to me though.

~Dream 1~

I dream I'm at the store with my friends. We are there quite briefly, before going to a baseball game at a very muddy baseball field. We are playing and having a great time together. However things quickly take a change for the worst when we are suddenly attacked. Several gunmen start a Shootout at the baseball field, and my friends and I are the first to respond. We all pull out pistols and return fire. There is a long battle in the muddy field, and the gunmen lose all of their men after a short while. I recall shooting at least two of them in all of the chaos. That's all I recall from that dream.

~Dream 2~

My second dream involved me being in a house. It was my own house in the dream; an awesome two story home with a lot of space. The dream was clearly in the future, probably about ten years. In the dream I am married in the dream, but I have no recall of my wife's appearance. I also had a young boy in the dream. The majority of time was spent with me and my wife playing with our son in his room. My son, whose appearance is a blur as well, was around 5 years old, and he was a very bad listener. My wife was very nice, but she seemed to be wearing the pants in the relationship for sure. I would suggest something, then she'd immediately turn down the idea and suggest something different. I would then agree to her ideas and go through with them. It was very odd. I hope in the future my real wife won't be like this, and I hope my child is obedient. I also recall people stopping by the house later on, but that's the last part I recall.

~Dream 3~

I dream I awake in my friends' apartment early in the morning. Another guys' night has ended, so it's time for everyone to get up and clean the apartment as a kindness for the college guys letting us stay here. We all get up and begin cleaning stuff. I plug in a massive industrial vacuum, and I begin sweeping. Another friend of my mind starts vacuuming, and I get mad at him for trying to steal my job. So we comprise, and he sticks to vacuuming hard to reach places, and I'll do the rest.

I was then awoken, and it was time to clean the college guys' apartment in real life now. Funny coincide of a dream.

I finally broke my dry spell a few nights ago, sadly I barely any of my dream. The only part I recall is doing a reality check by looking at my hands. My left hand was very disfigured, and I became lucid. I sadly don't remember anything else after that...but hey, I broke a near two month long dry spell!

A group of people including me are performing an operation, We’re inside a house stealthily moving around as we take down black-clothed people. When we’re done, I go into the bedrooms to make sure we didn’t miss any adults. I turn the light on and see kids asleep. They’re Japanese. In the other bedroom, the mother is sleeping.

Before we leave, I pause and tell them to go ahead. They pause and look at me before going.

I start looking around the house and things. In the kitchen, I grab a box. I’m looking at stuff on a shelf and see a bunch of writing utensils. I reach over to grab some and the pile shifts but doesn’t fall. I see a golden gel pen and take it before going in the kitchen again.

I get confused as I look down and see my small box and a bigger box nearby, I thought I had moved to that one. So I grab it instead. I see some framed photos of my family (mainly me and my sister as kids) on the fridge and a bit confused, take them down and put them in the box.

I worry the police will suspect us if I do that, so I take the cut out magazine strips beside them to make it look like a burglary.

There is a chainsaw running outside the bedrooms but the inhabitants don’t make an appearance. They appear able to sleep through anything.

I come across some of my clothes. I’m feeling a little befuddled as if things have changed on me, because suddenly this is the place I live [not IWL]. I take a few of the clothes (‘won’t I need these?’). What alibi are we going to give since we live here too??

I go near the right bedroom and hear one of the children talking - a boy. He says, “We can do that later.” Talking about future plans for the day. I realize he knows English from going to school here. I think about my level of Japanese.

I realize I need to get moving. As a leave, I hear them calling for their mom. “Mommy?”

Apparently we had killed the mother. I realized they were calling to her and getting no response, so they would investigate soon.

I head outside where the team is waiting. There are about six of us, including my parents.

One of them holds out some of my clothes, including a pair of underwear, as I approach.

“”We need to go. Now.” I say.

“Too late.” Someone says as the family rushes out from the house. We hurriedly get into the car and start to drive away.

A montage thing whites out the screen of the kids and their father without their mom, as her smiling face floats across the screen. The father had blond hair and the mother auburn.

I think, ‘That’s sad.’

Notes: And then my nose started bleeding and I had to type one-handed. Darn summer.