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One of the oddest sort of recurring dreams I have is that I'm in a shower and the water is really hot and loud. Its nice and peaceful however I can always just faintly hear something else going on just outside the bathroom door. While I'm in the shower I can't help but get the feeling that whatever is going on out there is something very dark and dangerous and all in all scary...but that thought is never as loud as the shower water. I feel this false sense of bliss but theres always something nagging at the back of my mind...tonights dream was unfortunately no different only in the dream I was sitting in the shower and not standing. With my knees pulled up against my chest. The water was just as loud and as hot but then my cat jumped up on the ledge of the tub and just looked at me like she was expecting me to do something? In the dream I ignored her and closed my eyes and rested my forehead on my knees. I could still hear the water and still had that faint sense of anxiety that somewhere where I was not...something bad was happening.

Method: I-AM, WT 5.00am from REM, LD around 6.05am
comments: getting the WILD was a shock!

I awake at 5.00 and set things up and return to sleep, but can't quite get off, either through the audio or my wife starting to stir. I know I've got to get up for work at around 6.30am so try to relax and drift off. I am imagine the RILD tech of jumping up and down on my bed and amazingly - suddenly I am! I am bouncing lucidly up and down on the bed, up...down....up....down - it hyperrealistic, there seems to be a lightsource from behind me and as I bounce up and down theres a dark shadow being cast on the wall of me doing the exact same thing - its cool fun but I am so stunned this finally worked - I wake up! Dooh! Let me back in!
I immediately try to relax and drift back off and around 6.00ish I succeed (I've switched off the timer a few mins before). I am dreaming I'm at work at a practice I haven't been to before, its unfamiliar and this kind of bothers me but not enough to get lucid. I bunch of patients file in and my heart sinks when I can hear them in the waiting room discussing their reasons for visiting. A lady is describing a new black floater in her vision and a man flashing lights. I do a big 'sigh' and escape to the toilet! (coward! ). I look into the mirror in the toilet and become lucid - as my reflection hardly resembles me. I'm stil Caucasian with sandy hair otherwise totally different, almost like an aged luke skywalker! I immediately concentrate on my stabilization tech. I look at my hands closely and rub and slap-punch them together. As I do this I yell out 'Increase lucidity, increase focus' but despite believing this my fingers look blurred and foggy however the tactile sensation - esp the slap punch is very realistic. I keep doing this for 20 secs then I try and look around and lose my vision other than a triangle of light. I keep rubbing and slapping but without my sight I've become paranoid I'm doing this now in reallife in bed and am going to wake wifey so I stop and wake up (with my hands in a normal sleep position of course!). The triangle of light turns out to have been me having had my eye v slightly open and seeing light coming through a crack where our curtains meet - interesting it got incorportated into the dream whilst I was still in REM sleep (guess that's how the Novadreamer worked). I head back to sleep but my 4 yr daughter charges in 10mins later and its up for the day.

thoughts: another 2 LD's morning after the last one - can't complain too much but I would really like to beat this stabilization issue. I am going to try spinning next, and I have to remember not to rush and remain focused not frenzied.

13.09.2014

September 13th, 2014 Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I went to visit a campsite with my wife. We were driving uphill and there were a lot of turns. Each turn was like in slow motion, like wavy, a good way to spot it was a dream, which I did not!

- I was working in a shoe store. I felt weird, like why I would work there, but at the same time, I did want to do the best job possible and help clients. There was a guy wanting to buy seafood but I had no idea about it and just offered him assistance. He told me that he wanted to work with someone older. I told him that I did not work at the seafood department anyway. Someone else assisted me.

I did help some people there until I went to a huge lobby that had several fireplaces, each fireplace was about 4 feet wide.

I spent a lot of time in a DILD summoning female DCs. I would know that women were coming around the corner or some such tricks and they would come. I also played with morphing the forms of the women such as looks and breast size. In one scene I opened a shower door knowing a female would be there, but it was a young teen girl. I mean maybe 13 and I do not even want to dream about such things. I imagined that she must just be a short woman and that I misjudged her age. I look at the face and picture a woman in her thirties, and so she is, just short. She has almost no breasts and as I went to change that something odd happened. I could see a frame work like in computer graphic design. I saw how my brain was modifying a line cage outline of the torso to create a 3d effect. This was a layer of awareness below the superficial images that are normal. Very interesting.

1. I don't remember what happened during this dream, or really anything of it at all besides the fact that I basically knew that I was dreaming(so I was lucid) but I chose not to act on it and just roll with the dream itself.

(lol I know, kind of a pointless entry, but had to log in another semi-lucid. However, I will update this entry later if I do happen to remember what actually happened.)

Dream - Lucid

I was working at Target (never worked there IWL). It was a HUGE Target. I was walking around the store when a young lady stopped me and asked me if we had this one belt in her size, which was a weird size, a 70/30. She pointed to a big but short rectangular black belt that had holes down the middle. It was hanging up with a bunch of other belts that were all mixed up. It was the only belt of its kind that I could see. It looked like it wouldn't even fit around most people's waists because it was so short. Maybe it stretched. Anyway, I told her I didn't think we did, but I'd go check. I went to the front of the store and entered an office where a manager, a female, was standing up at a computer and working. I asked her if they had any more of that particular belt in a 70/30. She looked up the inventory on the computer and came up with nothing. Just as I thought, that was the only belt of that kind we had. I went back to find the lady; the store was so big and had so many shelves and aisles, it was like a maze. I found her looking at some dresses that were hung up on shelving instead of on fixtures. I told her we didn't have her size, a 70/30. She then said her size was a 30/70. I guess I had mixed it up, but regardless, we had no more belts like that. She then took a long, flowy, almost prom-like light blue dress from where it was hung up on the shelf. She was going to ask me if we had it in her size, but she then said
"Oh, it's dirty!" I looked at it to see if it was, and did see a dirty spot. She proceeded to throw the dress on the floor.
She asked if we had any more and I said no, we didn't. I looked at the other dresses that were hung up, and there weren't very many, but they were mixed up like the belts were. She started to complain about the store, all while smiling.

Then, there was something about a video game, an online one that had to do with the store, though the content of the game had nothing to do with Target. It was more like an open-world RPG. I was playing and noticed parts of it were closed. I think there was some kind of maintenance or update that was going on. I was then at the store in an office with many other employees where the managers were having a meeting with us about it. I don't remember the meeting or what was said, but after that, I kept coming into work and clocking in when I wasn't scheduled. I'd stay for a few hours, walk around, play the game, or help the bakery (waking life work coming in here), and then clock out. No one had said anything to me about it, and I thought it was ok because I thought others were doing it as well.

Then, I was clocked in not at my scheduled time. I was in the bakery. It was nighttime. I was thinking that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I then started to think about if I had worked too many hours and I as going to hit overtime. I was also trying to justify myself coming in not on my scheduled time, thinking that at least this time I was helping out and not wandering around the store for no reason. A manager then came up, the assistant store manager. He was telling Taylor and whoever else was scheduled to work something about staying late or leaving early or helping someone else out. I can't recall. But he didn't address me. I figured it was because I wasn't really scheduled to be there.

It was then 9:30 pm and the lights in the bakery all went out. We were closed for the night, even though it was a bit early for that. I guess they wanted to bakery to close early for some reason.

~

I was in the bakery again. It was nighttime again also. It felt a little like my last dream, but I can't recall if the scheduling thing carried over or not. I was about to leave when my grandma walked into the back. Her hair was up in a bunch of tiny buns, and it was blonder and thicker than it is IWL. Wow, she was working at 91 years old! Impressive! I think I "remembered" something about her having worked there for years and years. She wasn't working as a baker or anything though. She was actually working in the meat department. She got out her equipment, a knife and so forth, and started to cut some raw meat off the bone. Her hands were shaking as she did it because of her age, but she kept up. I wondered how the other employees felt about her being there for so many years. Everyone must know who she is, the 91-year-old woman still working in the meat department. I was now standing a few feet away from her. She was stooped over the sink area working. I then noticed she cut her hand a little; I saw her bleeding, but she'd just wipe it off and keep going. I asked her if she cut herself, and she said yes, but didn't stop what she was doing. Maybe she was used to it; maybe it happened all the time.

Then, I was in the bakery again on a different day. I asked someone I was working with, who was working on something on a back counter, if they knew Helen. They said yes. I told them she was my grandma. I don't remember what they said. I asked someone else this as well, and told them that she was my grandma.

~

I was with Dallas at our apartment. I was planting a bunch of vegetable seeds...in my nose. Yes, in my nose. I think Dallas planted some things in his nose as well. I had also planted some in a roll of paper towels in the bathroom, and had planted some in some cardboard or in some other substance in the living room. It was some sort of experiment we were doing on how different conditions affected the growth of the plants. I planted carrots in the left nostril and lots of tomatoes in the right nostril. I also was planting some tomatoes and possibly other veggies in the cardboard/whatever it was in the living room, and watching as sprouts would come up almost immediately after I would plant them. It was really cool to see! I saw a timer at one point that started at zero and as the plant was sprouting, it would gradually increase. I knew I needed to water them and take care of them. I knew the ones in the bathroom would be ok because of the moisture and humidity from the shower when we showered. I was thinking about watering the ones planted in the living room. I was also thinking about how in the world the ones in my nose were going to survive at all.

My nose felt runny and full from the growing vegetables. I even looked in the mirror at one point and saw some weird vegetable growing out of my nose. It looked nothing like any vegetable I know of IWL. It was long and skinny at the top, getting fatter at the bottom. The top was white, and the bottom was brown.

I then had an idea of another place to plant the vegetables, which made a lot more sense than any of the other places I had planted them. I had some white, square dinner plates on the living room floor lined up in an upside down "L" shape. I couldn't plant the seeds directly on the plates, obviously. I needed some soil. Dallas was going out somewhere, so I asked him to get some soil while he was out. I looked at him, and noticed that he was wearing a red and white vertical striped button up with a red emblem on my right (his left) upper side, on his chest, but it was unbuttoned. He had a shirt on underneath it. IWL, he would not wear anything like this; it isn't his style at all, so I was surprised to see him dressed like that. He looked skinnier than he does IWL and younger too. He had no facial hair and a few freckles on his face. In fact, in a way, his clothing reminded me of something Ryan, a guy I dated over 3 years ago, would wear. His looks kind of did too, but not a whole lot.
"You look good!" I said to him.
He really did. He looked very polished and cleaned up.

I was bent over the living room garden when something fell out of my nose. I was surprised at first, and I took a look at it. It was a large, weird looking carrot! It was orange and very fat on the top, getting skinnier towards the bottom, as carrots do, but it looked more "fake", cartoonish or something; it was very smooth. It had some leaves on the top, but not many. It was also slimy from being in my nose. I held it in my hand and examined it. I then exclaimed to Dallas
"THIS came out of my nose! THIS!!"
I was so shocked that something so big could come out of my nose!

I then had another carrot, one from the living room garden. It looked quite similar to the nose carrot, but looked more "real"; it was more rough to the touch than the nose carrot, and also wasn't slimy from the mucus. It looked healthier to me. I was thinking about why that was. I thought about sunlight and water. I think I went to wash the nose carrot off to see if that made a difference, but it still felt smooth to touch. It still didn't seem as healthy as the living room carrot.

~

That last dream was quite vivid, especially when I was looking at my husband while he was dressed in the red and white shirt. Really, all the dreams were pretty vivid last night, I'm guessing because I was so tired and didn't sleep much the night before. All in all, a great night of interesting NLDs.

Morning of September 13, 2014. Saturday.

Dream #: 17,435-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min.



I had a distorted impersonal dream that was like a science-fiction movie scenario. It is like watching someone else’s ideas or fantasies.

At one point, two young college men send up a small communications satellite mostly made from a beer can. People talk about using it to send a message to relatives, having something to do with how it shines and what direction it faces. It will somehow stay up in the sky even though it is too close to ground level to be in orbit. (I see the shininess of the small object from the ground).

There is an eerie part of my dream that involves unfamiliar technology that is like a combination of a tiny alien probe and a mechanical insect. It seems to move on its own for a time before it finally settles atop a black vacuum cleaner. I watch it clearly for several minutes before waking, expecting it to display some signs of additional activation but nothing else occurs. It looks like an alligator clip (laterally symmetrical) lying on its side, but is more elongated and has other features (like a miniature spacecraft). A teacher warily makes comments about it in a school setting. It seems necessary for people to pretend not to notice it. Although the object is tiny, it seems to be the result of an advanced alien civilization that may eventually overtake humanity. It reminds me of a robotic fly. It seems it may have a “primitive intent” (or programming) to camouflage itself.

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

This one is both erotic and gross, so be warned.

I am attending my guru's teachings but it turns into something else. He is performing something like an empowerment and then he directs his attention to me, by making a reference only I understand. Then he throws a kind of ritual cover with buddhist symbols over my lap. It seems random or accidental, but I am starting to think maybe not. Then he recites something nysterious and a lady on his left side, who is helping with the ritual, finishes with a sort of wishful phrasing like "may your wish be fulfilled" meant for the guru.
After this event, as night falls, I feel light headed and eerie and an urge to go somewhere. I feel fluid and like walking on clouds. I move like dancing, but I don't know where I am going. I feel like I'm being drawn somewhere until I actually feel like a real hand guiding all my movements. It's a warm and gentle hand. I submit willingfully.
I arrive at a place with a couple of guards by a door, but the door is wide open and there's someone descending a staircase. It is my guru, but a god-like version of him, skin so flawless as made of metal. And he is completely naked, using only adornments around his waist, neck and head. On one hand he has pointy silvered fingernails. He embraces me, I feel his warmth and smoothness. He removes my dress with just a touch and turns me around. We're both naked in front of a mirror. He kisses me and caresses me. I feel horny like crazy, I'm panting with desire. Then he pierces my left ear lobe with his silver fingernails and starts sucking my blood. At the same time he penetrates me from behind. He says calmly "I'm in". I'm lost in ecstasy, I have never felt like this before.
I am about to explode with pleasure when he tells me "do not come". He pulls out of me and tells me to simply let the blood come out. I'm not sure what he means. I know he means blood coming out of my "secret place", I just wonder why. Then he disappears, leaving me in an indescribable state. I feel drained and exhausted, yet, in a climax like no other I've ever experienced. I feel like he went to the deepest inside me and became part of it. I feel like I died and I am reborn again.
When I wake up, I still linger on that feeling and emotion and feel exhausted and exhilarated at the same time.
Meanwhile, my period came. Odd timing.

I recall some dream about my family staying at this very upscale hotel somewhere in England. The hotel has an odd mixture of very modern and very Victorian feel to it. I was at the swimming pool area, looking around when I decided that I wanted to go into the hot tub. I come over and in the hot tub was supposedly some very important female politician and two secret service agents who wore their sunglasses into the hot tup.
I started to get in, but she said I couldn't. It would cost me $15 for every minute I spent in the hot tub and asked if I had a deal. And I'm like forget that. I turn and leave before she charges me for breathing her air or something.
I am walking, planning on leaving the pool area and going back to my hotel room. Another lady politician who looks a little younger shows up. She tells me that she wants to give me a special deal. For one payment of $14.85, she will let me into the hot tub. But there is this whole other part of the deal like I have to strip down in the naked and go into the main swimming pool or something.
I leave very mad and say "Forget that!". I walk over to the far edge of the pool area, and start looking out the window. The hotel has this huge panoramic window on the pool that looks out over the city. I recall it being nighttime. Then another person that I remembered being a politician comes over. He says he is going to charge me $5 for looking out of his window.
I paused and started ranting about how these people are politicians and they are such Dbags, charging people to use things that are not even theirs. I get halfway through my rant and become lucid... for some reason.
I immediately slip into drunken lucidity though. I begin hovering above the ground and float over to the hot tub. The first lady is still in it.
"Oh, did you change your mind?"
"Yes."
I use telekinesis and lift both her and the secret service agents out of the hot tub. I look above and the pool room is actually several stories high. There are a couple of concrete support beams supporting the hotel. I place the three of them on the highest beam with no way to get down and cut the telekinesis.
"When you learn you lesson you can come down from there!"
I then get my cummupins and lose the dream. I wake up and then fall back asleep.

Ahh that was good lucid revenge.

Some dream about watching documentary talking about how radioactive waste is handled in developing countries. They were talking about how they had to transport it on a dangerous railway through the mountains and used these special weighted train cars that were less likely to tip over.
The doccumentary shows people loading the waste by hand into the train cars. The waste is stored in these large lozenge shaped steel canisters that look a little bit like atomic bombs. Each one is about the size of a person. It takes two people to lift one though. The strange thing is that they are just throwing them into the car.
I then see the train leave the back of the power plant. I notice how wobbly it is on the rails and recall how the cars are weighted on the bottom, so even if they wobble they won't fall over.
The documentary cuts to the actual disposal site. It is in a river. People here dispose of the canisters by hand. Everyone here is strong enough to lift one canister by themselves and they wear full sacks of rice over their bodies to absorb the radiation. They carry them about a quarter mile from the train station to the river, the best people can do it without stopping for a rest. The canisters are put into the river that is later covered with soil and then the river is redirected so that the canisters don't pollute the world with their radioactivity.
They are showing footage of the canisters being lined up in a pile in the river when something truly horrific happens. One of the men begins bleeding horribly, spraying more blood than should have been in his body everywhere from a large wound on his back. Everyone runs screaming and fearful. A similar occurrence happens to several more people. Everybody is thrown into a panic. A few people take out guns and begin firing. The river runs red with blood.
I can recall the people on the documentary focus in on this one woman. I think she was part of the crew filming the documentary. A man with a gun makes her kneel down and then shoots her in the head over and over. At this point, I decide to 'turn off' the documentary.
...
Something to do with Clover, or a similar looking monster attacking in England. I think it was the same city that the hotel from the first dream was in.
...
Some other stuff happened that I cannot recall. The world is falling into chaos. The shooting at the nuclear waste site and the clover monster were connected to it somehow.
...
I recall being at my grandparent's house.
...
I am walking with someone late at night. Somehow all of the dreams that I just had were connected. They had to do with the world gradually falling into chaos and darkness.
I think the person I was walking with was Manei. I felt her energy even though I was nonlucid.
I recall seeing someone had hung three dreamcatchers from a chain-link fence. I saw one of them was smoldering. When I looked closer, I saw that the ring had broken and the net inside of it was partially gone.

At first me and the other dream character were a bit confused and then we suddenly got it. The things that were attacking earth and causing all of the chaos were actually people's nightmares! I turned and looked at a nearby house. I think to myself that if these people will let me sleep in a bed I can have a lucid dream and somehow fighting back.
It was also at this point that I realized that I was actually the main character in some movie that was about how lucid dreamers fought nightmares that were attacking earth. It was a confusing system.
So basically what I had to do was sleep, have a lucid dream and then 'come back' to 'WL' earth while still in the dream. I could then see and fight the nightmares much more clearly. I run into the house and tell the people my crazy plan. The people in the house are a middle aged man and a woman. The man is actually a centaur.
I wake up.

I delayed a movie everyone in the world wanted to see it got delayed 90 years...

This morning I had a lucid but it was very vivid and I wasn't of the greatest level of lucidity either. The only part I recall from being lucid was being in a public restroom with a younger Asian woman. There were other events prior but I can't recall them that well. It had something to do with being in a store, and I think I was looking for bread for some reason.

*+ long adventure, conflict, they're going to blame the IT team, interfering with people in a large mall, expecting punishment. *Flying in to the main square on the street for the conclusion, my son S2 says his entire IT class is going to be blamed, I think that's not fair. *Off to the side some guys are dressed in football uniforms. *Earlier, I was in a small room with a large group. *Later I was pushing and pulling people around with a very long pole

+ covertly passing items to a co-conspirator by remotely sending them (via telepathy) to distant holes hidden in the ground. *I'm able do dig these holes by stretching my arm mentally to the destination and thrusting my mental hand into the ground

+ stuck in an underground maze after chasing a coin down a hole, the paths are all too small to fit through*

+ (lucid #63) see cute girl, walk by, see her again later wearing less, basically a small black bikini-like outfit, she's leaning up against a wall, I stop and look closely at her, realize her face is a bit out of proportion (too large) and is not that beautiful but I'm still attracted to her, I get lucid, try to will her to get undressed, wonder where she would put her clothes (in a bag?) I can't move or turn, it feels like any sort of movement on my part will end the dream, wondering what I can do about this, it ends anyway

+ sitting on a stool in a restaurant bar talking with the bartender about a famous restauranteur that I knew (real memory including his name), I'm have trouble speaking, I think that's odd, that normally only happens in dreams (doh!)

+ at a swimming pool I'm concerned about losing my flip flops, I walk around to find a closet to put them in, I think they will be stolen, I look down at them they're brown plastic shower sandals lined with little massage buds all over, there are lots of other sandals in that closet

(f) *some people are going on a tour

(f) a woman is on the run and is slipping in to a "safe room" just off of the sidewalk that had been prepared for her, is there a bathroom in there? I see her open the door, slip inside, and close the door behind her

(f) some people are taking pictures at a tourist site

*+ epic: dinner party at the rich guy's house, his girlfriend is coming on to me in front of him (and my wife!), he leaves, we tour the house including an awesome rec room, he returns, the girlfriend boasts how she's going to get a whole new wardrobe out of him*

This woman (I'm current age, she about the same, were all "mature adults" here) is flirting with me the entire time: at one point we hold hands behind my back, but the rich guy can see
* *Then she gives me a present, a card which one one side has her name written (gibberish) and on the other side a 3-d heart made from ribbons folded on the card, made from a gift the rich guy had given her (so its another slap in the face to him). *When walking around the enormous house she walks past me from my left to my right, trailing her finger slowly *and seductively across my stomach, I respond by reaching out with my right arm and lightly/playfully *smacking her between her shoulder blades. * Once the rich guy is gone we (whole group of us) tour the house, and go upstairs where we had not yet been. *In a long hallway, the right side wall is made of glass, I think the entire side and roof of the house is glass and will have a fabulous view, but the wall is not very tall and the ceiling is opaque so the house does not meet my expectations, but I still manage to look out and see a vista extending off into rolling hills in the far distance. *Walk into a large dim bedroom and see a large bed to the left. *More glass on the right, this is obscured glass you can't see through it only light comes through.

Walking down now stairs into the rec room basement, I see several large round tubs holding *lots of bottles of wine: of course this rich guy has an impressive wine cellar here and *I point this out to a male friend next to me. *The room is huge. *There are around a dozen large game tables spread all around the room, weird billiard tables with lots of bumpers on them and holes kind of like a skee-ball game, there's a large media area (playing advertisements?), I think I see a normal pool table somewhere in the room. *Leave back up outside, I see the old rich guy has returned, we go back down to the rec room and I tell him "I'm quite a billiards player, well, pool actually". * The rich guy offers a male friend a small ice cream bar, andthe guy declines saying he could perhaps just take one bite. Back down in the rec room the woman who was flirting *with me is talking about how she's going to get an entire new wardrobe out of the rich guy (to make up for her bad behavior?)

- I'm outside my university and i notice my classmates. My friend is with them but he's not using his walking aid (he has a muscular problem). I greet them and follow him as he limps to the library. Inside we make some kind of party, one of my classmates asks me for a bottle of beer. I open my backpack to see i have beer and a bottle of coke. After a while a cute girl appears, stares at me and kisses my cheek.

- I'm in my neighbourhood, walking on the sidewalk, when i notice 2 guys sitting by the side. After i walk past them, i turn around to see if they change (was i a bit lucid??), and i think i saw something different but i got distracted and then i found myself inside some house playing a Sonic videogame with a boy and his bigger brother. After winning i continue my walk home when i see two suspicious looking individuals, so i do a little sprint and cross the street. There are some people and some old guy comes out yelling, he is really mad because apparently a goblin gave him a fake coin.

- I'm in my house, the doorbell rings so i go to the door. It is a magician, he wants to buy a special coin from my dad. I let him inside and go to my room. I sit in the floor and notice a black beetle with orange details. I touch it and step back a bit. The doorbell rings again, this time is a familiar looking woman in a robe. I take her to my dad and he gives her what she was looking for: a gold coin with a frog pattern.