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This lucid was particularly long, and I was quite caught up in the action, so parts of my memory are foggy--will do the best that I can!

I am in a futuristic society, and am experiencing this dream via observation (I have no body). A traitor is being drawn out of hiding by his friend, a high-ranking politician. They are sitting in a living room, having a chat, when the politician friend pulls a surprise interrogation. The traitor is caught of guard and does not know how to respond. The politician is very friendly, and suggests that even if the friend confesses, he can use his influence to get him out of trouble. It seems that the traitor has been teaching a young kid how to LD, and the dream seems to compare this to watching stars--very innocent with a bit of wonder. They have been having 33 minute long lucid dreams together.

Transition to a fellow walking down the street (may have been LouaiB, though I am not entirely sure about this). It is night, and then neighborhood scene is very peaceful and lovely. Suddenly, this man stops and says, "This is a dream!" He then realizes he has had six lucid dreams that night, and he's very put out about this, as he feels he has "stayed awake most of the night lucid dreaming"

The next moment I am aware, I am in darkness, surrounded by a myriad of loud voices coming from all different directions. "Stop!" I finally shout. "I know this is a dream!" Everyone stops shouting, except for one small voice. Hanging there in space, I decide to focus on this one voice, and use it to help me rebuild the dream from out of darkness. Slowly, listening to the voice, I find myself lying in bed (but still in total blackness). I then begin to feel my body sliding backward, and off the back edge of the bed, as though the whole thing had been tipped upwards. I realize that this is just dream sensation (similar to a WILD) and decide to help the dream by slipping backward off of the bed. I fall through darkness.

As I am falling, Al Bundy's head (from Married with Children) appears in front of me, laughing:

I continue falling, wondering what in the hell incubated this dream and realize I am in some sort of air duct. Looking up, I see some falling object, breaking the laws of gravity as they fall faster than I do: pillows! I get really excited about this, and start punching pillows. I feel my excitement begin to rise, however, and try to calm down a bit so that I don't wake up. I finally end my fall by landing in a huge pile of pillows.

I find that by directing my awareness to the pillows, I can make them explode into clouds of feathers. I do this several times, before trying to channel energy into a pillow for the same effect. This doesn't work (although the pillow does heat up) in part, I think, because I am thinking too much about it. I don't care enough to keep trying though, and toss the pillow away.

I exit the pillow room through a metal hallway. Off to the right is a small room, with my dream guide (!) sleeping in a chair. His feet are up and he has a snooze bubble expanding and contracting from his nostril. While this may have been a false memory (as I have no memories of ever having met a dream guide), I think it was actually part of the dream that I had forgotten from earlier. I decide not to wake him up, as we had already had some kind of interaction earlier in the dream.

I walk up three short steps, and enter into a large make-up room (with mirrors like you would see in an actress's make-up room). There are mirrors all around, but this make-up room has no walls, and it is not possible to explain what is around the make-up room--it is just nothing at all. I see a woman on the other side of one these big mirrors and tables, and decide to see if she is good looking. As I move to get a better look, I realize it is my sister I say hi to her, and she replies, "Good, you're up."

"Nope," I say, moving past her, "Still dreaming." I make a note that the dream is trying to send me false awakenings. I manage to see my own reflection in the mirror: I am wearing a grody white nightgown, my hair looks unwashed, and my eyes are bloodshot. Basically look like I've fallen off the wagon.

I exit this area into a smaller living room, where I see some people from waking life that I know. They are all prepared to go to a wedding, and are dressed very nicely. At this point, I receive a false memory about needing to be awake for a wedding, but I am not fooled. Two of the people are an old crush and her husband. I take this opportunity to tell old crush how beautiful she looks. The husband tries to shake my hand, but he is super tall in dream, which pulls my arm way up into the air. I pull his arm down and shrink him a bit I then pat the third person, a kid playing with a dog, on the back. The kid tells me to wait until he is done petting the dog. The dog is groaning and basically enjoying being pet. As I am watching the dog, the dream begins to destabilize. I stop for a moment to feel whether or not this is real instability, or made up instability, but it is real and I wake up.

All in all, I slept an entire sleep cycle, and estimate I was lucid for approximately 25-30 minutes. Probably one of the most novel adventures ever, especially falling through the air duct. I am constantly amazed at the creative power of the dreaming mind.

Welcome to my DJ! This will document my dream journey. I love it when people give me feedback on dreams, so feel free to comment anytime. I hope you enjoy!

Visiting the McKittrick, I've been following the taxidermist - a bald man with sunken eyes, looks starved and intense - as he talks to a young blonde man with a heavy jaw who works for the hotel, very earnest type. When it's time for the final banquet, they meet up with two women in clothes from the Victorian era and accompany them down the stairs - but I come to realize their final scene won't be with everyone else at the banquet at all. The women dance down the stairs, floating from one bannister to the other. Standing with them on the bannisters, so close to the ceiling, I'm very aware of Hecate's influence on the floor just above us.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've just walked away from a room where I'd been talking to a woman. Now I'm standing in the ruins of a building, on a street where a lot of buildings have been destroyed. Nearby there's a large brown rat on top of a pile of rubble, and I have a sense of fellow feeling as I watch it. I don't really want to go out into the street - it's much too exposed - but I don't see any way around it. Once in the street, I catch sight of a woman in a white dress two or three buildings down, behind a wall of iron bars. She sees me and jumps up and down to get my attention. "Nick! It is Nicky, isn't it?" I recognize her, we're close. I (or rather my POV character here) use several different names - 'Nick' is for all intents and purposes my (POV character's) real name, but I haven't heard it for a long time, so this is something of a reunion. But I'm debating whether I want to take the time to rescue her from behind those iron bars.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've been walking around backstage at a sort of club in the 1930s or so after leaving the audience of a show on stage in the main room. Talking to various people, overhearing conversations by dancers. I'm just now leaving a smokey room where two men have fallen asleep. I've been looking for someone, a specific woman. There's a disaster or a tragedy that's about to occur here, and I have to find her first.

The show in the main room ended while I was backstage, and everyone's straggling out. In the lobby, I come across a large man I remember meeting earlier. He's putting on his coat. Near the doors, his wife and daughter are waiting for him, and he introduces them to me. I recognize the daughter as the woman I was looking for - she's just a kid. I hadn't been expecting that she'd be a kid in this era. I kneel down to introduce myself to her eye to eye, using the name "Deacon Willfire" - it's the fake name I've been using here in the past, but Deacon is similar to the name I'll be using when she meets me as an adult in the future. She's very shy here, can barely look at me, but I'm aware that meeting me here will make an impression on her, and the similar names will help that memory along when we meet in the future.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in that kid's room, standing by an empty fireplace that's so large I could easily fit in it just by ducking a little - it's grabbing my attention. But I'm also talking to the kid, saying to her, "A 300-year-old vampire for an imaginary friend?" (I'm referring to myself. She thinks I'm imaginary.) "You're trouble for sure." I'm thinking about the way I'm meeting her at various times in her life out of sequence. From her perspective, proceeding through time in the usual linear fashion, I've wound up being someone she grows up knowing, someone who's been around for most of her life.

I know I haven't been updating this DJ every day and I actually think of taking a week of DJing and just having a clear head without a lucid intention.

As Stephen Laberge wrote in his book:

"The first several times I tried to have lucid dreams in the laboratory, I was using autosuggestion and I found that trying too hard (effortful intention) was counterproductive."

So I've decided that I won't be doing any DJing or effort to induce lucid dream from [25/08/14] to [01/09/14]. I won't be noting down any dreams but I will tag down any Lucid dreams which I will probably put in a special entry or something when the week is over.
When that week ends it will also be the beginning of the new (and last) school year, I expect to have small problems getting used to getting up early but this will probably also result in a steadier sleeping shedule so it might be good in the long run.

1. Mildly disturbing

I'm playing a game that looks a bit like the sims but it's different in some way, I actually have brief moments where I realize I'm playing a game and that I'm sitting at a computer. It's a weird game as my character goes to a remote house by a lake and lives there. Then there's a creepy man/zombie that stalks him in the Woods.

2. Could you turn that around?

I quickly run down the stairs of my house because I'm late for my Biology exam, I haven't learned for it cause I was so confident of myself. Instead I'd been playing the game from previous dream all the time, the dreams are seperate though cause I think it's just my brain linking the two in order to make a cohesive plot. I quickly skim over the pages and see that I know most of it but not exactly so I'm quiet worried, when I arrive at school and enter a classroom which looks like the waiting room of a dentist I sit next to a good friend of my. We sit around a table with on it a small object, it's a small stick with small tubes on it that have different shapes and sizes. I also spot a small card hanging of it with weird names that I presume are the names of the different geometrical shapes of the tubes. The exam is to put the correct name by the correct tube-shape, I look at my friend sitting next to me and we both have difficulties not laughing cause without even asking we both know of each other we haven't learned for this exam. From the place we're seated we can't see the card that contains the names of the tubes, I thought if we're Lucky we could just guess the answers. (Which I actually managed to do once IRL... xD) So I ask the teacher to turn the object around, I didn't however mention the reason for it was to see the names on the card cause I thought this would be seen as cheating.

3. On the front

I'm walking through a beautiful medieval city center somewhere in the Ukraine, I'm a journalist making a documentary about the war or something. Anyway this city actually makes me think of Prague because I've seen that once before on TV IRL. I'm probably 28 years old or something and I'm walking towards a large stage made by rebels on a square infront of the city hall. The people on the stage are asking for people to donate empty cans, I happen to have just drank a soda can so I hand it over to one of the rebels. I'm slightly worried considering they are shouting very loud in Russian I think. The reason why they're doing this is because there has been an outbreak of Ebola recently and I'm also worried for that so I quickly walk back. It starts raining and I try taking out a jacket out of my backpack, I notice every quickly goes inside the buildings so I stop fiddling around in my backpack and instead walk into a coffee bar. In the entrance of the bar I suddenly have a bloody nose, although annoying I'm used to it and don't panick. (I have these very often IRL, probably twice a week in the summer.) The bar itself has an art deco interior and the atmosphere is very pleasant, waitress walks up to me and asks me what I want in Russian but I understand her for some reason.

1. I had just walked inside of Kroger, a grocery store a few blocks down from my house. As I walked in, I went towards the very right side of the store and started browsing. The store was well lit in some areas, while it was rather dim in others, and in other areas the lights were completely off. I continued down the aisle I was on, and I happened to look far ahead in front of me. Way ahead of me, there was a giant gray sphere. The entire sphere was gray, but it was also glowing purple and the purple glow deepened and appeared more visible the closer it got to the center.
I remembered that this sphere was some kind of "final boss" at the end of a video game that my friends had played at one point. I walked up to the sphere and yelled jokingly at it, "I'm ready to fight you!". It replied in an extremely deep voice, "Good. Do you have all the pieces of the staff and [some other object]?". I told the sphere that I had everything that I had to have in order to fight him. He then proceeded to tell me to give him those objects. I then told him, "Hahaha, just kidding. I have none of the stuff that you want, not yet at least!". He seemed rather annoyed, and so I continued on my way walking.
Suddenly, I heard a crash behind me. I turned around to look and see what all the noise was, and I saw that the entrance of this store was practically demolished. Stuff had fallen everywhere and it looked like somebody did it on purpose. Just then, I saw an armored guy jump about 10 feet into the air, and he was looking at me. His armor was read, and he also had a red helmet. On his armor there were also alot of orange and yellow accents. In both of his hands, he held a long but thin modern silver Katana. Honestly, I thought this guy looked pretty sick, but that changed after I noticed that he was coming towards me really fast.
As I watched him land, I saw him start to sprint towards me. Wasting no time, I started running down the next aisle. I knew that this armored guy couldn't fully jump over each aisle, because each one was really high. This confused the knight and he ended up having to run around each aisle as I did. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up forever, so as soon as I got enough distance between myself and the knight, I jumped with all my strength and started climbing towards the top of an aisle shelf. I struggled a little bit, but eventually made it to the top. I remember climbing past all these different types of 12 pack soda boxes. One box was pink, the other blue and black, etc.
Just as I made it to the top however, the entire aisle shelf collapsed and I started falling with it to the ground. All of the sodas on this shelf fell and everything was now really messed up. As I landed on my stomach, on the ground, I quickly got up and started running again. Now the knight was on my tail. I jumped onto the shelf of another aisle, and this time the knight jumped with me. We both got to the top of the aisle, and now there was no where to run.
I stood up and faced the knight. We both stood for a moment, just looking at each other. The knight then took off his helmet, and I noticed that he resembled some type of Japanese warrior guy. He dropped his swords, at this point, I knew that we were about to fight hand-hand combat. Suddenly, the knight grabbed me by my shoulder and started throwing punches to my face and body. I remained focus and got my hands free. I grabbed the knight by his face and for a second I just held his face, not knowing what to do. It then came to me that this guy was going to kill me, so I better do something fast. I then got my thumb and stabbed it into the bottom part of the knights eye, I didn't want to gauge his eyes out, only cause some major pain.
As I did so, the knight let out a scream. I started to move my thumb around inside of his eye and cause more damage. The knight fell to his knees in pain. Somehow, this was killing him. To make sure he was dying, I grabbed one of his Katanas and thrusted it into his side. This time he didn't scream, only tears started rolling down from his working eye. I got on one knee down in front of him, and he started to talk to me. "Don't let anyone tell you what you can and can't do. It is your life, and you are the leader of it. I was weak and gave into my oppressors. They took control of me and sent me to kill you" he said(There was ALOT more to this conversation, and it all dealt with his life philosophy, but I don't remember the rest of it). I looked at him in his eyes and looked at the damage I had caused. His right eye was red and bloody, and the area below his eye was the same. Suddenly the knight fell to the ground and was now dead.
With this I got up and got off of the aisle shelf. I started walking casually again, and kept looking around the store. As I passed one aisle, I saw what looked like a portal. Out of no where a voice spoke to me, "This is the second phase of all water on Earth. When this phase begins, all water will turn into blood and the Earth will turn into hell". (WTF, I'm not even a religious person so no idea why this happened). I then realized that I wasn't looking into a portal, but a "window" into the future, that was showing me what was to come. This really scared me, and I didn't know how to deal with it. Could I stop it? I had many questions that had no answer, and this brought me a deep fear.
I looked into this "window" of the future and saw a large body of water, and there was no land. The water was all red, but more of a cherry kooliad red. All spread out in the ocean, were small particles of red matter. It looked like there were tons of small red spheres. The red of these spheres was much more deeper than the color of the ocean. I stopped looking at this "window" and continued on throughout the store. As I did so, I came to a section of the store where it was really dark. The lights were off, but no one really cared.
I remember that someone had given me 10 dollars earlier, and I wanted to spend it. I passed near the bakery section, and it was huge. The entire bakery section was filled with all kinds of cookies and other desserts, the selection was really big. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. I then put my focus onto a room to the left of me. I couldn't tell what it was. I walked up to this room and read a piece of paper on the wall that was titled "Swimming". "5$ for 10 minutes. 10$ for 30 minutes." I thought why not, because I hadn't swam in forever.
As I was reading this paper, I noticed that two cookies had appeared in my hands, and I started to eat them. They were really soft and their dough was nice and chewy. One cookie was a combination of two cookies put together and had a layer of whip cream in the middle, and the cookies were yellow. The other cookie was blue, but there wasn't really anything special about it. I continued reading down the paper about swimming, reading the finer details, and as I did, a young black child came up to the lady standing next to the pool door and started asking her about watermelon(I swear I'm not racist lol).
She started talking about watermelon cookies, and that she wanted some. While she was doing so, I found myself eating an oddly shaped watermelon. This watermelon looked like a long sausage. I took the outer layer of it off and exposed the inside of the melon. It was still red, and it looked ok so I took a bite out of it. It tasted like a watermelon cookie, and I think after the first few bites I dropped it on the ground. After this I payed the lady in charge 10 dollars so I could go inside of the big room and swim for 30 minutes. She took the money and told me to wait for a few minutes while the other kids finished their session.
While I was waiting, I looked through a window, which had just appeared, and saw alot of kids playing around inside. There were 3 pools inside, one was shallow for little kids, one was a Jacuzzi type pool, and the other was a big pool for the big kids. After waiting for about 5 minutes, the lady let me inside. When I got inside I went to the far end of the room and went to the shallow pool to get ready. I sat down and put my glasses in my glass case. I accidentally dropped my lens cleaner wipe into the pool. I picked it up immediately and as I did so, I heard a deep voice say to me, "Yes, put the wipe back in the case." It was a very different voice from any that I had heard previously.
Oddly enough, the wipe was super dry when I took it out of the pool. It was like it had no moisture in it at all. I put it back in my case and put my glasses in along with it. I started to close my case but I realized that I didn't put my glasses in all the way, so I had to fix them and then close the case again. After this I was ready to swim. I waited for some more kids to leave because it was a little crowded. One kid came up from behind me and ran his fingers through my hair. He was wearing red swimming trunks, and kept doing this for a few seconds. He then continued walking and left the pool area.
I don't remember swimming, and I think the dream ended soon after the kid left.

2. I was inside of my house and it was daytime. My dad had left a the house a while ago and now I was alone. I was walking downstairs to get something when I started hearing banging on my front door. I looked through the window to see who it was, and I saw two men and realized they were trying to break in. One man had long black curly hair. His partner had short hair. I hid from these men in the living room, which was the first room on the left once you walk in. My dads recliner was in the corner and so I hid behind it to where the burglars couldn't see me.
I looked up for a moment, just to see if they were making progress with breaking in, and they saw me. The long curly haired guy made eye contact with me and looked really furious. I got really frightened and got out my phone to call 911. As I did, I looked out the window again and saw my dads truck pull up into the driveway. I put down my phone because there was no need to call 911 now. My dad came in through the back door and the burglars were still trying to break in through the front door. My dad came over into the foyer right in front of the front door and I told him what was going on.
Immediately my dad pulled out his handgun and told me to wait here. He opened the front door and shot the guy on the left first. The long curly haired guy tried to hit him with a white pipe, but my dad blocked him and shot him in the head. He walked back inside and closed the door. I went with my dad to the diner table and we sat down and chilled. My sister was already at the dinner table before we got there. She saw what had happened. Out of no where, I saw what appeared to be an officer walking towards us from our china room. I told my sister, "I bet you thats a cop officer who's here to congratulate dad and make a news story out of this."
However, as this person got closer to us, I realized that it was my old ROTC instructor from sophomore year, Sgt. Twine. "My god", I thought to myself, "He's going to try to get me to join ROTC again isn't he?". Once he got up to our table he started talking to my dad about how I should join ROTC again. He was dressed in some kind of uniform, but it wasn't the air force uniform. Sgt. Twine then asked my dad if he could talk to me in the living room about it. My dad let him, and with that I went with Sgt. Twine over to the living room to talk. The lights were off in the living room and it was pretty dark.
As I already predicted, he started to talk to me about joining ROTC again and how it would look good for when I went to college. I told him that I didn't want to go back to ROTC( I hated it, and I never want to go back). He kept trying to persuade me. The next thing I remember, I'm in the car with my dad and we are giving Sgt. Twine a ride to the airport. During this ride, He gave me a silver badge of the rank Sergeant Major. It looked really nice, and Twine also offered me something else if I joined back, I think it was a barrette which was red in color. I continued telling Sgt. Twine that I didn't want these things, and that I didn't want to join ROTC back.
Once we got to the airport, we dropped Sgt. Twine off. He got out of the car and walked into the airport, but he had forgotten the silver rank and barrette in the car, and I sure as hell was not going to take them. A minute later he came back and I gave him the rank and the hat back. After that he walked into the airport and I didn't seem him again.

3. I was inside of my house again and it was daytime outside. My friends Dylan, Patrick, and Trey were all over and we were talking in the foyer right next to the front door. I was telling them about the party I was going to have and how they were all invited to come. We talked about this for a few minutes, and I continued on to tell them that the party was later today. Suddenly the door bell rang. I looked out the window and saw what looked like my friend Thomas' mom. However, when I opened up the door, my friend Tara was there.
As I looked outside, I noticed that it was now completely dark outside, and it was nigh time. "Hey I'm here for the party", she told me(WTF I just now only told my friends, how does she know about it?). "Sorry Tara, but right now I'm having a private party with just my friends, but you can come back later for the public party. It'll be a few hours from now and you can come then." She said ok, and with that I walked outside with her and I talked to her for a little bit. I started feeling extremely attracted to her, and I even thought about asking her for some "Birthday sex".
I continued on to tell Tara that I had a dream about Sgt. Twine(Wow, telling a DC in a current dream about a previous dream I just had lol), and I told her that I was never going back to ROTC ever again. She told me that Sgt. Twine wasn't so bad and that she was staying in ROTC. Out of no where an orange hatchback pulled up in front of my driveway/sidewalk. I remember telling Tara to run because I had no idea who these guys were and I thought they were going to try to kidnap us. I ran back to my front door and was about to run in and lock it. I looked back and saw that Tara wasn't coming. "Jaron, Its okay, I know these guys. They're my friends", she told me.
I came back outside a little embarrassed and said , "oh okay, my bad". The orange car in front of us was full of black dudes, and there were only black dudes in it. I'm not racist, I just thought maybe they wanted some trouble and I wasn't going to try fighting 4 black dudes. Tara then got in the car with them and she told me that she'd be back in few hours. With that, they drove off. I continued standing outside in front of my door, just watching cars pass peacefully. As I was standing there, I heard a weird noise. I stopped and listened and it sounded like the wind(When I woke up I realized that it was my fan in waking life and it sounded the exact same). I thought nothing of it and continued chilling.
I remember a van passing by with its headlights on, and for some reason when it passed me I started thinking about god and how I was doing wrong and stuff like that(Once again, I'm agnostic. This must be my unconscious feelings for Christianity or something, not sure though). I looked around and the atmosphere was rather dull at the moment. Everything was quiet except for the wind that I heard, and I was the only person outside. As I continued chilling outside I remember feeling the humidity on my skin, I hate humidity so I was really annoyed by it.

4. I was outside in my driveway, but it looked alot different than my driveway from waking life. It was the afternoon and the sun was going down, but the sun had only just started to set so it was still daytime. I was with alot of my friends, some of which were, Dylan, Patrick, Trey, and some other guys I had known from school. We were all just chilling. I noticed a line of small penny boards on the right side of my driveway. I went over to them and there must have been at least 10 boards.
One penny board was red, and it was the size of a shoe, and it had the same shape of a shoe except for the fact that it had a flat top surface so you could ride it. On the board was the word "Adidas" in white. I remember thinking, "I never knew Adidas made penny boards". I picked up the board and checked it out for a second. I noticed that its wheels were really close to the board all together, and it didn't look right. It looked like the "low rider" of all skateboards, and I knew I wouldn't be able to maneuver as well with it.
Next to this board was another penny board with the name "Burton" written on it, and remember thinking to myself again, "What? I thought they only made snowboards". But since I saw right in front of me, a penny board with the Burton brand name on it, I figured I was mistaken. I asked my friends which one I should ride, and they all said the Adida's board. I picked up the board and carried it to an open spot in the driveway. After that, I put it down and took off. My friend Dylan started riding with me, but of course on another board. We rode around in the middle of the street for a few minutes, and I think once or twice we had to get out of the way because a car was driving by.

5. I was on a beach, and the sun seemed like it was setting. The sky was slowly starting to get darker and it was a pretty clear sky. I turned around and saw Tara standing front of me, in a bikini. Now my animal insticts really started kicking in and I wanted to lay her down right there on the beach and fuck her. Fortunately, I contained myself and walked up to her. I pulled out my phone for a second and as I turned it on I saw a picture of Tara on my screen, and my phone was telling me that she was now going by some other name. It was telling me that she had changed her name to "Sam [something]", I don't remember the last name but I know it was a long and complicated last name.
Tara went into the water and started to swim. I looked down at the sand and saw a random paper airplane just sitting next to the water. I picked it up and an icon popped up in the space above the plane and it said, "Woah Plane". I's guessing that was the name of the plane. As I held it in my hands, and started to aim somewhere to throw it, I saw a set of two lines appear where the sand and the water met. Now I could clearly see this trail where I was supposed to throw this plane. I didn't want to throw it to the right of me, so I turned to my left side and inspected the area to make sure no one was in the way. A little ways down I could see a man in dark red swimming trunks and he was setting up his orange towel on the ground so he could lay on it.
I decided that I didn't want to interfere with him, so I didn't throw the plane his way either. I turned behind me and threw it that way. As I turned back around, I saw that Tara had disappeared. I was about to go swim, but as I put my foot in the water I felt a really strong undercurrent and decided not to go in(No idea how there was that strong of an undercurrent in 1 inch deep water). I remember walking away from the beach and going near some amusement park area. I was with some black dude who was my "friend" even though I didn't even know him.
As we walked near a ride, I got my comb out and combed my hair because I remembered that the kid from the inside swimming pool inside of the grocery store(the earlier dream) had messed it up. After I fixed my hair I put my comb back in my pocket and continued walking with my friend. I looked at a fence in front of us, and saw how old it looked. It was a faded brown and looked like it was about to fall apart. I don't remember the rest of this dream.

6. I was watching T.V. and on the channel I was on, I was watching an empty boxing ring. I heard a male announcer say, "The woman that has it all, here she is!". Suddenly a thick tan woman appeared in the boxing ring and started rolling around on the ground. After doing that for about a minute, she got up and started dancing and doing poses. I looked at her crotch and saw that she had a vagina, but right below her vagina she had a penis.
I thought this was so gross, how could anyone like her? A girl with a penis? Ugh. She continued doing poses and I noticed alot of other weird things about her. Slowly as she was dancing, she started gaining alot of weight. I looked below her crotch area again, and this time, she had a series of brown greasy tentacles just hanging and swinging around, but her two genitals were still there. Another lady came into the ring and held up her tentacles for everyone to see. The crowd roared in approval and I could tell that everyone was in love with this "lady", but moreover, thing. The entire crowd thought that she was unbelievably sexy and everyone wanted her.

Hypnagogia, non-lucid

- I hear somebody is writing with a marker on paper while I'm distractedly thinking about dream signs

.../I get to a high place on a hill. I find some pals from the university. We talk about something, then I must go down. I realize I'm on the roof of a two or three floors house. I hang from the ledge and let myself fall doing some acrobatic movements to avoid hurting me/...

.../My wife carefully serves some dishes but she looks upset because she made some mistake putting a piece of flesh with a portion of rice next to it. I don't get what's wrong, but I want to help her to put the rice back to the pot. She gets annoyed because of it cannot be done. She asks me to throw it and get a clean dish because the rice goes on the right and we must respect the formalities.
Her dad (who's not her real dad) is helping her, but I see he's already eating some. I got upset and tell her it's not fair what they are doing because on one hand she asks me to respect the formalities while her dad is doing the opposite. I decide to go out. She asks me to be careful because of a wolf pack has been seen around the place. I see a lone gray wolf on the mountains next to the city, and a group of wolfs of around 10, wandering on the street, when I notice there's a black wolf among them. I tell her, a real wolf pack couldn't have a black wolf. It must be a wolf-dog pack, because of black wolves got extinct long ago I explain. I see a big dark brown dog-wolf licking the stove. Definitively it's a group of dog-wolves I say while I walk between some of them which are lying on the floor to get out of the house which is in the middle of a narrow street/...

2nd Dream

For this dream, starting from where I remember it starting. I think I was in a bad side of town, but I was okay because this guy had kind of adopted me as his daughter or something like that. Anyways we are all sitting there chilling and this car pulls up. About three people get out and they want to rob a store but it's closed and all locked up. So they pull out a knife and decide to come after me, this is when the guy goes after them. But then one of the guys gets this bottle that looks like a huge perfume bottle with one of those squeeze things. So they set this on fire and were kicking it around because it was suppose to explode like a Molotov. I couldn't get away from it and ended up backed into a corner behind the people that were trying to rob the place. I figured they'd make a good shield for when the bottle exploded. Well the bottle turned out to be more like one of those fire crackers that shoots sparks in the air, but the flame was like a torch shooting a few feet up from the bottle. The robbers were standing in front of me cheering as they were burning. I felt a little bit of the heat but I was pretty much safe. Then I kind of woke up and there was a shift.

In the next part I was living with the protector guy and I guess it was a rehabilitation house for teens. I was one of the kids he helped rehabilitate and was now living with him helping with new teens that moved in. Well there was one girl living with us and I guess she had an father in the military or something. She wanted to go home and visit her dad. The protector didn't like this idea and said she was going to come back in sorry shape. I guess she was abused at home, since at this point I had flashbacks of her visiting home and coming back severely depressed. Then there was some kind of meeting and I was told that it was time for me to open my own rehabilitation house. I was saying I couldn't do it on my own.

I had two other fragments. The first one I was in a school I think it was suppose to be my old high school. In the dream it had transformed into a top of the line high school, well at least for science. It had the latest in science lab equipment. The only thing was I was back in school and was trying to enroll. I ran into my old 5th grade teacher and she offered to take me downstairs to enroll as a student. I remember she sat in one of those chair things to take people down a flight of stairs once we got to the bottom I woke up.

In the other fragment, a family member had opened a restaurant. The only thing was all our patrons looked really bored and so we asked them why. They said the food was fine but the atmosphere needed some change. IT was a tiny building with slate grey walls and two windows on the front on either side of the door. I think the windows had bars on them and they had these really tattered and dingy pale yellow curtains (I think the color had faded and that's why they were so pale). So we started talking about what color to paint the walls and at first I said a powder blue, then off I switched to purple. Then I started asking what kind of emotions did the owner want the place to evoke. She was saying she wanted fresh flowers on every table. It was then time to close the restaurant and I was walking home. One of my coworkers from the restaurant pulled up and offered me a ride in classic car. At this point the dream moved back in time so all the cars were "classic". I remember us driving off down the road and then waking up.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Dallas, watching TV I believe. Not sure where we were. He was looking at something with small conch seashells in it, a jar or package. I had noticed he had collected some seashells. I asked him what he needed them for. He told me for fucking. I guess he masturbated with them. I noticed he was only picking up the smooth shells.

Then, something about muppet people. They lived in a town. Jake was in love with one of them, and I was jealous. The muppet loved him too, I think. I wondered if the muppet people had real lives, or if they were just for a performance to make it look like they lived real lives.

Then, Dallas and I were watching the weather on TV. We were outside, though.There was a storm system, but it was way west of us, showing us only getting the rain from it. Dallas commented on this. I was a little disappointed, because I kinda love storms. I then saw a tornado off in the distance. It was quite far away, and not moving towards us. There was then another one closer to us, but it was made out of what looked like muted multi-colored hoops. That one was moving towards us. I calmly said we should find shelter. I asked Dallas where he wanted to go. Dallas wanted to go take shelter in this restaraunt. The multi-colored tornado came closer, and I watched as it went through buildings, but didn't destroy them. It looked like it hadn't even touched them. This weird tornado must not be destructive.

~

I had just moved into an apartment with Dallas, but I was still moving things out of two other apartments: One that I had had by myself that was actually quite spacious and beautiful, and one that I shared with Cherie' (neither of these places resembled their IWL counterparts). I was finishing up getting things out of the apartment I had by myself with my mom's help. We had gotten pretty much everything out.

I then was at the apartment I had shared with Cherie'. I saw my laptop in there; I had forgotten about it. It had a solitaire screen pulled up with the cards jumping around, kind of like when you win. I thought about how long it had been there on that screen. I then thought about how I had to use a different computer to do everything. I couldn't think of which computer I was using, however.

I then was driving somewhere in town, when I zoned out. I noticed what I thought was too late that I was about to hit a red train. I thought for sure I was gonna die, because a collision seemed imminent. I closed my eyes and braced myself, but then I only ended up going in between the cars somehow. I then got a phone call. It was someone from the company that owned the train. I noticed I was inside what looked like an inside of a space station or something of that nature; everything was metal. The man on the other line was warning me about what just happened. He wanted to make sure I was alright and that I didn't do something like that again. I told him I knew. I felt so silly and a bit ashamed for doing what I did.

I then was in one of the old apartments. My laptop was there. My mom was wanting to sell it, and the young man who wanted to buy it was there. I told him that it wasn't actually for sale, but I had extra laptop cases he could purchase. I was carrying one, and had two black ones sitting on a table nearby. The first one on the table looked too girly; it had floral-looking patterns on it. We then looked at the second one on the table, which I could have sworn was different, but it was exactly identical to the first. The one I was holding onto wasn't for sale.

I then was on the laptop. I think now I was finally at my current apartment, though it looked nothing like my IWL apartment. I was watching a video of my brother playing some Final Fantasy game. I was watching the end of the game, where a three-headed pixelated Sephiroth boss got defeated. The end screen came up, and one of the heads of the Sephiroth was missing, and blood was pooled on the ground. The background was black. It said "DESEPHIRATED". I thought about how my brother had played this for some gaming website that had asked him to do it, and they paid him for it.

I was then standing next to my friend Charles. There were other people there as well. He was playing the same game my brother had played for money on some kind of handheld system. I was leaning up on him watching him play. I thought about how weird it was that I was leaning on him. He then gave me a look to tell me to get off of him, so I did.

~

I was at the bakery where I currently work. Dallas had just had a performance in a musical that was in the same building. His mom was there, and she gave him a copy of the program of the musical. There was a note written on it that just said "NY". Nothing else was on it. I had thought that I saw some more things written on it. I turned it over, and the back had nothing either. Weird. I then figured out that our nephew, Gary, had written it. Daw. Kinda cute. It made more sense now, at any rate.

I then was trying to write something on the program as a note of when the show took place. I took what, in the dream, was called a "wax gel pen". It looked like an amber-colored crayon. I started to write, but the writing that it made was chunky and illegible. I was trying to write "2014" in the corner. You could kinda tell that's what it said, at least the 0, 1, and 4, but the 2 looked weird. I tried to fix it, but then it looked like the letter G. I also tried writing something else, I can't remember what, but it looked like just the letter W which isn't what I wanted to write. I gave up on that venture.

I then was in the back in an area that doesn't exist IWL at the bakery. I was wearing these huge, rubber black gloves that we use to get things out of the oven. It had a low ceiling, and I had to duck down to move around back there. The freezer was back there. Dallas's mom and Gary then came up. He saw me and I held my arms open for him to come and give me a hug. He ran up and I hugged him tight and for a long time. Gary then wanted to go in the freezer. I didn't want to let him go in there, I think for safety reasons. I opened the freezer door, which had no handle so I had to pull on the side, to let him feel how cold the air was in there. I felt the cold air rushing out. I asked him if he could feel it. He was laughing, and if he responded, I don't remember what he said.

I then started to walk towards the other part of the back of the bakery, the part that actually does exist IWL. I was ducking down still while I walked. When I finally got to the area that exists, I could stand all the way upright again.

~

I was in bed, playing Tomodachi Life on my 2DS. It was morning, and Dallas had already gone to work. I wanted to put it to sleep and stop playing for a bit, but I accidentally did so while still having the game open (IWL, I did this and it totally screwed up my 2DS and I had to get a new one). Crap. I went to wake it back up, and all the sudden, I had a small plate like the ones Dallas and I have IWL with two HUGE red ants on it with a blob of ketchup as well. The ants were alive, and looked to be attached to one another, as if they were mating, but they looked like they were a part of one another; the second ant didn't appear to have a head or anything, just a seamless attachment to the first ant. The first ant didn't appear to have any eyes or a mouth, just two antennae. Ugh. Creepy looking shit. Behind them, I saw two other ants that looked the same, though the first ant on this pair had eyes.

I then realized I was holding the plate, and quickly dropped it. I didn't want to get stung or bitten by these ants. The ants then moved towards the ketchup to start eating it. God, this whole thing was so fucking weird...

20/8/2014

2320-0440

1. I was in an amusement park with a friend from my old school (M). I was on one of the swinging ship rides with him. I was cowering in fear in the corner. I also went around with him buying souvenirs.

0444-0630

2. I was with my high school peers in a big building. I found J somewhere in the building. I noticed how good she looked. She was looking for someone named Leslie. I helped her look for this Leslie person. It seemed like we were all in a rush to get out of the building for some reason. We found Leslie, which turned out to be a sweater. She put Leslie on and looked even hotter. After that, we tried to rush out of the building. J and me ran out of the building together, with the dream ending there.

A pretty fruitless couple of days dream-wise...although some nasal congestion hasn't helped my concentration. I am noticing improvements...the first signs when a REM cycle starts (which I had so strongly before) and a few pretty vivid dreams. At the moment it's late morning for the best recall but things should hopefully start happening earlier when conditions are right.

20/8 8.30
It was some sort of building site in the early morning. It was littered with exotic "sleeping capsules" Sleeping & bed dreams are one of my DS's. Each capsule was individual and a bit like ornate plastic coffins.

Two women were apparently returning from their morning ablutions somewhere nearby (like campers...on a building site?) I'm thinking it was more like a typical jumbled dream attempt at caravans on a camping site rather than a building site but I seemed to be interpreting it as building site.

Another woman emerged from a nearby "capsule" and she was chatting to the two women.

Cut to me sitting with a crowd of people. It was so crowded that my hand seemed to be on the ground and hidden by the massed throng. Something had an experimental gnaw on my hand and I quickly lifted it away.
Ugh!

Not a sausage last night

Unusually, not even the feeling that I had dreams that I cant recall...

Bah!

Dream - 7:40AM

I'm on range bank's oval playing Aussie Rules Football. I'm standing in the forward line talking to the opposition teams player. I see Brent Macaffer (Professional AFL Player) and he has a word to me about something. I think it may have been something to do with chatting and not playing.

I think I kick two goals for our team.

I run over towards one of the oppositions teams players and man up with him. The ball goes over our heads and we both run after it. I beat him to the ball and side step passed him. I see one of my team mates a little too far away for me to kick, but I try to kick it as far as I could, which ends up just being enough to go over the oppositions players head but not far enough for my team mate. I feel a little bummed considering the shitty distance I was able to kick the ball. I think about strengthening my legs so I can generate more power in my kicks. I relive the moment and this time I kick the ball differently. I kick a torpedo, which makes the balls spinning formations similar to a spinning spin top. The ball goes further this time.

I'm now at my old house, standing in the kitchen. I see Arpie and I explain to him and my Dad about my dream I had. I mention about a female and dating, and that I was playing football where I kicked the ball over the oppositions teams head. I mention to Arpie again that it's just a dream, cause he starts talking about the girl and dating part as if it was real.

Another scene change, I'm at a random house and I see two females fighting in the lounge room. One of the females gets pushed over a chair.

I begin telling Dad about the dream again.

I'm standing up heading towards a door. I think I'm a female, a somewhat famous singer named Joelle, or maybe I'm just promoting her, I dunno. I see my profile open up and I edit it, putting in something about Joelle.


Dream Fragment:

I bite the tip of my finger nail, and bite some off. I'm a little disappointed due to biting them, as I've kicked the habit in real life.

Side Notes:

Felt uneasy last night and couldn't sleep for at least 3-4 hours due to having heart palpitations. Weird. Assume they're water detox symptoms.
Been practicing visualization with great success. I feel it flowing instead of being forced and stressful. It's more of a passive approach.

August 19, 2014

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So, I didn't remember much of anything while I was on the train home from Utah...

But last night, I had an interesting dream:



I was with my mentor teacher for the fall, and we were getting ready to give a math assessment to the students. It was a weird class, because the students were all varying age groups; two of the 3rd graders I taught over the summer were there, and there were some Kindergarten-aged students, and one 6th grader. I had just finished giving the test to a random student (the tests were all either in a little closet thing or out on a hill in a desert-like place) and was calling one of the students from this summer, T, into the closet. I didn't have all the materials, though, and told him I'd be right back. I went out the door, to my right, and down a hall. There was a door at the end of the hall, and I opened it, going outside. To my immediate right was a chest-height table with some papers and materials on it. I grabbed the stuff from the table (for some reason there was a tree right behind the table, and the branches hung low over it, so I had to brush them away in order to get the papers) and headed back to the room. T finished his test, and I gave him the prize (they all got a present when they finished): a book. It was thick. I told him, "Now, don't you want to challenge yourself with this book?"

Then I got back to the classroom, and my mentor teacher and I talked about whether the other 3rd grader from this summer, J, would hit puberty this year or not. I drew a beard on his face to see what it would look like.





I woke up after this dream; it was only like 3-ish in the morning. I rolled over, and decided to try to WILD again (I've been attempting it for the past few nights).

I closed my eyes, relaxed my body and my breathing, and envisioned walking along a mountain ridge...



Kittens and Platypuses

It wasn't long before I had started dreaming; I wasn't aware of that fact, though. I was simply walking along this beautiful mountain ridge; the Big City was to my left, and the sky was blue with a few wispy clouds. I had the impression that I was supposed to be doing something, and then I saw a man in colorful clothing; I realized it was the Face, and looked down at my hands: I was dreaming!

I walked up to him, remmbering the TOTMs, and asked, "Where's Howl's castle right now?"

He simply grinned, pointed ahead of him (which was to my right, over the mountains), and I grinned right back at him. I jumped off the ridge and started flying in the direction he'd pointed. I passed a few landmarks I recognized from my dream map (an aspen forest and a small hut).

Then I heard the familiar sound of Howl's Castle (that clip starts with the sound) and descended to where I then spotted it. I banged on the door, and yelled, "Sophie, are you home?!"

After a few seconds, the door opened, but it was Zukin inside the castle, not Sophie. Oh well, that worked just fine.

I went inside and looekd around; the room was different than it is in the movie, but I spotted a fireplace to the left, and approached it. "Calcipher?" I asked, and the flame blinked at me.

"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"Is Sophie home?"
"No, she's out learning to fish with Howl. Romantic, isn't it?"
I grinned. "Oh. Well, can you tell me a word in a different language?" I asked, suddenly remembering the other task.
Calcipher flickered a bit and at first didn't say anything. For a moment I thought I might be losing control, because things started to fizzle out a bit, so I touched the hearth, rubbing my hands along it. I thought about putting my hand in the fire, but I figured that would be rude to Calcipher.
He finally answered: "Berzzit."

"Berwhat? Can you spell that?"
"B-E-R-Z-Z-I-T."
"Oh. Berzzit. What does that mean?"
"It means when you wake up and are so groggy that you walk into the doorframe on your way out of your room." Oddly specific, there.
"Huh."

I turned from Calcipher and looked around the room again. The door through which I'd come was closed again, and Zukin had disappeared. I went to the door, and opened it: Still mountains, where I'd entered. I closed it again, and looked at the dial. I knew what everything was supposed to look like because I've seen the movie so many times, and so I knew what to expect. There were five colors though, instead of four, on the dial. It was currently on green. There was also a black, blue, yellow and orange. Naturally I turned it to the orange.

I put my hand on the door handle, closed my eyes, took a breath, not knowing what to expect on the other side. I hoped it was be cool... I opened the door, and opened my eyes.

Boy was it cool. I stepped out into a small clearing in a forest of pines. I turned around to look at where the door was. I was expecting to see a small hut of some sort, but the door just stood on it's own.

I turned back to the clearing, and noticed there were kittens and platypuses all over the place. The Face was also there; he was sitting in the grass, playing with a kitten. "Where are we?" I asked, sitting next to him. He didn't respond, only played with the kitten some more. I picked up the nearest platypus to me, and held it in my lap. I got so distracted with playing with the animals that I lost lucidity and mindlessly frolicked in the clearing with the Face. There may have been other activity beginning with an F, but I can't remember too well.

August 15, 2014

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Better Beer

All I remembered was something about flying over some beautiful, sprawling fields so I could make better beer. Or better something, I can't quite remember what it was.





Blowing Up Houses

I was with my family, but they lived in a different apartment. I had to go to class but they were not home (they had taken my car somewhere), so I drove their car instead. I first met with my advisor, and he told me I had a new class to take, about German movies. Apparently I was going to be the only one in the class who could speak German.

I got to class late because I had to park the car in a garage further away from the building... I noticed that one of the 3rd graders I taught this summer was in the class as well. We were filling out a worksheet when I walked into the classroom. Then we had a break, and I realized I had to get something from the car. I walked out of the classroom and to where my car was parked, unlocked it, forgot what I was doing there, and locked it back up. When I got back to the class, the teacher was showing an example of one of the worksheet answers; it was mine. I had written something about a clip in Harry Potter where Harry, Ron, and Hermione blowing up Harry's old house so he could move out of it. We had to label the scenes in the movie, and that's the one I'd chosen.

I am returning from a business trip. I have been away for quite some time, and am ready to be intimate with my wife. She is on the phone with her sister, and the door is shut. She finally emerges, and I tell her I would like to have a talk. We go into the bedroom together.

My wife then makes an odd comment. "Men are really just a pile of sex cells, so I think you just need a good fuck."

In dream, this actually sounds kind of good, and we start getting into bed (the bedroom, of course, is not our bedroom, and my wife doesn't even look like herself--but why should that seem weird at all? ). But then I realize, no, I would like to just talk and spend time with my wife. For some reason now I open up the drawer next to the bed, and find a pistol in the drawer. We do not own a pistol, and so I demand to know why there is a gun in the house.

My wife gets defensive. "You were gone for so long!" she says. "I needed some way to protect myself!"

My dream thinking then comes to this conclusion: some man has purchased this gun for my wife, and she has been having an affair. "Who bought you this gun?" I shout.

I then glance at the sliding glass door, and see a man standing there, and it hits me: this is her lover, looking in on us. I am really pissed, and jump up to confront him. At this point, a mob forms outside. The neighbors begin chasing this guy, and he runs off. One of them, an older man, beckons to me through the glass, and I think, Alright, let's get this motherfucker! A group of the neighbors drag my wife out of the house but I am running after her lover now.

While I am running, I notice that some of the neighbors are people I know from high school. Am I dreaming? I wonder, as people from high school are a dreamsign for me, but the dream plot is so demanding and fast-paced that I quickly forget about state checking and continue pursuit.

The neighbors have now cornered the man near a dumpster (and I think he may have even been in the dumpster). My first thought now is of the pistol--where is that gun, so I can shoot this asshole? I realize that I left it back at the house, though. Turns out there is now a baseball bat in my hand. It's long and black and purple, and looks like a nerf bat. It's heavy and solid, though, and I think that I could easily kill someone with it. I heft it and prepare to hit my wife's lover, who is on the ground in front of me.

Then I suddenly realize I don't need to do this. There isn't any good reason to kill this man. I back off, and feel a bit better. We then become friends in the dream (though my memory is a little fuzzy here). Once I've decided to not act in violence, the crowd begins to disperse. Soon I am by myself, walking back through the neigborhood. At this point it strikes me--oh yeah, I wanted to test reality. And of course, I am dreaming.

I am a little annoyed, because I realize I've spent a good bit of dream time on "dream drama," and not doing things that are constructive or fun. It's nighttime, and I decide to fly through the neighborhood a bit. I lift off of the ground easily, but begin to have some hangups. I instinctively revert to the swim method, but when it doesn't immediately succeed, I just hang there in midair, remember that I'm not doing the swim schema anymore, and reassert my intention of flight. I begin to fly normally, without dream body movement.

I then realize I am slowing down, but I think to myself, no, I'm flying fast, and then I am flying fast. The wind is whipping past my face and it feels really wonderful. All around me though, the dream is beginning to get blurry, and the darkness is increasing.

In the past, I have associated dream darkness with waking up, and so assume the dream is ending (as it had gone on for quite a bit already). However, I still attempt some stability techniques. I shout, "Increase lucidity!" and some sharpness and clarity does return momentarily, but then begins to fade again. At this point, the dream scene is retreating away from me at top speed, and I am stuck in some kind of dark tunnel vision. My thought at this moment (unfortunately) is "I've got to try to get back to the dream scene" and I leap forward with all I've got.


I slam into the bedside table at my old apartment complex, breaking the lamp in the process. Glass is everywhere and I assume that I have broken REM atonia and moved in my sleep (which is unfortunately something I tend to do). As I am cleaning up the glass, I hear my wife cooking in the next room, as well as Frank Sinatra singing from the stereo. I then receive a false memory of Frank singing all night. I wake up shortly after.

Side notes: The "Loony Tunes Retreating Dream Scene" is something that has happened before, and something I plan to recognize as a false awakening the next time it occurs.