Recent DJ Posts

As expected after a long time being the lazy sleeper I am, I managed to completly and utterly destroy my sleep-cycles, recall and what not. Oh well, you have to restart somewhere and I aim on having a first LD by the end of next week, quality doesn't matter but I'd prefer a WILD over a DILD. (Transition is half the fun... )

1. Digging, Desert...

I'm in the middle of a large desert, the sand is white, the sky is grey and it seems a storm is forming in the distance. My mother is there too but she doesn't seem to have an important role in the dream other than looking around. I, on the other hand am hard at work digging at seeminly random spots scattered around, searching for something valuable. I didn't find any treasure chests, only more sand and the dream faded away "peacefully".

2. The most complex plan evaaaar!

It seems like I did find something of value in last dream and I'm now in my school which is now used as some weird black-market office. I have a meeting with the big boss of the whole place to make a deal, I'm with some friends and they tell me I'm actually not allowed to be here so I'll have to disguise myself... as a granny.

Anyway, the big boss is as stereotype as one can be, sunglasses, bling-bling and bad sarcastic jokes fly around my head as we sit down. The deal itself is kinda fuzzy but I remember that besides me having to look like an old lady I'm also supposed to be very very rich, these guys only want stuff from the high-class. Buuuuut then my cellphone which I didn't even knew was in my purge conveniently went off with a jazzy tune from the 80's. I try to mimic a suprised granny giggle but it sounds more like a horse, also my cellphone appears to be an extremely cheap Nokia which makes the boss suspicious as I should normally have an expensive IPhone or something. We leave the room and make our way to the staircase, as we go down I don't walk down the stairs but rather jump down from the top to the bottom which is something I seem to be doing more and more frequently in my dreams. At school I almost wanted to test out if I could do it IRL but after a second thought I decided against it, which is maybe the best option...
When we're at the bottom I remember I forgot my coat so I go back and grab quickly it as I'm not allowed to be seen. Being the smart guy I decide to check the pockets of the coat in the middle of the corridor like nobody can see me here. Eventually a friend comes back and tells (shouts) me that we need to get the hell out of here quickly.

*poof awake*


First try 2 dreams ain't bad but ain't good either, they weren't very sharp either but I know myself and have confidence in my abilities.

This is part 6 of my quest to heal my son’s plantar wart, on his left heel, using lucid dreaming. This dream was very comical at the start because I carjacked Charlie Brown. Here’s what happened:

I was standing in a store that looked very much like Walmart, when ‘all of a sudden’, a plastic ‘bubble’, cartoon car with Charlie Brown at the wheel, drove up beside me. I’m a real sucker for motor vehicles when I’m dreaming, and I’ll do anything to go for a ride. I tore the driver’s door open, and grabbed Charlie brown by his left shoulder, threw him flying across the store’s floor, jumped in, slammed the door closed, and jammed it in drive. My daughter and son came running, jumped on the roof of the cartoon car, and held on for dear life. I could hear my daughter laughing hysterically. With the pedal to metal I started to do doughnuts, and as I was doing this, Charlie Brown got up and ran at the car to try and get it back, but the side of the car sent him flying. I couldn’t help but notice that I wasn’t the only one in the car, it was full of cartoon characters, looking at me wide eyed and in shock. This cartoon car sounded just like the Dukes of Hazzard’s Charger with its roar of the exhaust.

I got tired of doing doughnuts, so I raced the cartoon car down along the front of the cash registers, and then circled around the last one to head off into the store to ‘rip it up’. An elderly lady standing at the last register gave me a nasty look like, “You’ve totally lost it.” I almost seemed to recognize her; she kind of looked like my mother in-law (who has passed), and it made me think, “Perhaps I’m dreaming.” Yes, I’m dreaming, I’m lucid! The car vanished and I was left standing beside my daughter and son, who’d been hanging onto the car’s roof. I remembered my quest to heal my son’s plantar wart in a lucid dream, so I picked him up and laid him down on a table, and tore off his left sock. He’s 6 feet and 200 lbs, but it’s amazing how strong you become when lucid. I remembered the advice I received in ‘Part 4’ of my healing quest regarding God when healing, so I placed my right hand on his wart and said, “Dear Lord Jesus, Please heal my son’s wart.” I got too excited, and I woke. I almost got it right, but I forgot to make the energy ball. I’m supposed to focus and create an energy ball, and then push the energy ball into the wart, while I say the healing phrase. Oh well, no big deal, I’ll try again soon!

A phrase: "Catherine, and the first dream of a 2000 year-"

There had been a queen long ago named some variation on Selene - I admired her, and I've been looking after all the generations of her descendants ever since. In a few rare circumstances I'll even take one of her descendants in and raise them myself. Some resemble her a great deal, others don't - I think about bloodlines. Now one of her descendants is in love with me, and she's upset that I've told her I would be happy with a platonic relationship or otherwise, leaving the decision entirely up to her - she wants me to feel more strongly about it. She says if I would be happy with a platonic relationship, I can't really care about her. But I've been a presence and an influence in her life since she was born, and I foresaw this moment before she was born - I've had too much influence. I want to influence her as little as possible in this at least. It has to be entirely her decision.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I've had too much to drink, and I'm making my way back to my hotel room with some woman, past the now-abandoned maypoles in the lobby, litter from the party on the floor. My vision's blurry, and I have this mental monologue about how I must be getting old if the drink's messing with my vision like this. She pushes me onto the bed, and my vision blurs more - through that blurred vision, her hair's much longer now. Also she has wings, white feathers. Fuck, I know this demon. There goes my night. She sits on the edge of the bed and tells me she wants what I promised her on the night I abandoned my child. I have a memory of taking him (? I think it was a him) to a border of some kind and making him cross, so that he'd be safely out of my reach. The demon's crawled onto the bed now, and when I tell her she's out of luck, the thing we got that night is already gone, she phases her hands through my chest, squeezes and twists something inside that shouldn't be squeezed or twisted.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Setting's a fantasy version of ancient China, a king in his bedroom talking to a priestess all in white via a vision in a mirror. He was telling her about people who will be coming her way, intending to use a sacred object in her care. But she's saying that what they want isn't possible - they've misunderstood its purpose. The portal it opens can't be used to take them to the divine realms. She says, "(something) and onyx must not overlap."

This is part 5 of my quest to heal my son’s plantar wart, on his left heel, using lucid dreaming. In this dream, a dream figure named Shannon made me lucid so I could heal my son’s wart. Here’s what happened.

I was sleeping at my father in-law’s house (in the waking world), and then I was falsely wakened by a young blonde man, who I didn’t recognize, and he said, “Gary J. from your work is at the front door, and there’s a crisis you have to attend too.” I immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the top of the stairs and looked down at the front door. Nobody was there. “Hmmmmm.” I thought, “What’s going on here?” My work would never interrupt me while I’m off in the middle of ‘nowhere’ visiting my father in-law, especially during Christmas Break. I turned around to face the young man, and I noticed there was an extra bedroom in the hallway, that isn’t there in waking life, and I instantly became lucid.

My son walked up beside me, and the blonde man turned around and faced the wall, and tried to make himself less noticeable. I told my son to lay down on the bed and take his sock off so I could heal his plantar wart, and he did so. Next, I tried to thank the man who made me lucid but he wouldn’t turn around to face me, so I put my hand on his shoulder and said, “Thank you for making me lucid.” He slowly turned to face me, and he said, “You’re welcome.” I still didn’t recognize him, so I asked his name, and he said, “Shannon!” When I’m lucid, I often speak before I think, so I said, “Shannon? What kind of name is that? That’s a girl’s name, and you’re a guy!” Shannon, was bit embarrassed by my rude behavior, and he laughed it off, and then replied, “I know, my name is Shannon.” Then stupid I said, “But you’re a guy?” I totally forgot about healing my son’s wart by this point, and then I woke up.

I looked up the name ‘Shannon’ on Google, and as it turns out Shannon is originally a guy’s name, not a girls’. It’s only in North America that people recently started naming girls Shannon. In Europe and Britain, Shannon is a common guy name. I didn’t get to heal my son’s wart using lucid dreaming, but I learnt something new.

10.01.2015

Winning at the slot machine (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a class room, at least, the decor looked like it (none, lol) but over the desks, there were slot machines. Some class finished and my wave tossed $5 and upon rolling, she lost.

I told her that I used to play a similar slot machine and I was very lucky normally. At least to pick up a few twenties. I told her to hit the highest bet possible with the most lines, and wait for a chain of WILD (did you just reality checked? Nope, this is not a dream (or is it?) as slot machines do that "WILD" as a possible bonus)







I just tried it my self. It was not a familiar slot machine, something about woman, rapists and weird stuff. I spin for the highest bet and hit a bonus game. The top screen of the slot machine turns on and I see few photos of half naked woman and some rapists trying to get them. I had to kill the rapists and each one would give me a bonus in dollars. I had a small craft like space invaders:







I was able to kill a ton of rapists and had a few thousand dollar bonus. I wanted to cash all the money in and put $100 in but i woke up.

10.01.2015

I transform into Blackheart (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

(such a dark dream lol... and I am a lightworker! I have not even watched this movie recently.

This dream started out in a graveyard. I was some sort of shade and I was very weak, I had to eat souls from other people in order to grow stronger. I was wondering if the Ghost Rider would come and hunt me.

I believe I was Blackheart, and after a while in the dream, I was fully transformed:







I was eventually hunted down, but I got teleported to some school that it was going to open in one hour.

10.01.2015

The airport turns into a mall (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in an airport about to travel. I went through a counter than said, "Latino, Hispanic" I wondered why I went through there, since I am a US citizen. As soon as I went through the gates, I found myself in the locker rooms of a gym. There were a lot of females, some of them naked, a few of them tried to flirt with me, but I was in some sort of rush to catch my plane.

I never managed to catch my plane so I re-winded the dream (I was not lucid) as I felt I could just go back in time (happens sometimes on non-lucids) This time, I was talking to a friend about going through a different counter. Now, the airport looked like a huge shopping mall and I saw a counter that said Galician/Spain and wondered if the service was better there. It seems I had to book the hotel and a car rental for when I arrived to my destination. A friend advised me to not go that counter because the employees were lousy.

I visited a few counters and I tried to find one fo US Citizens, but I was unable too.

Morning of January 10, 2015. Saturday.



This is another dream where I seem “absentmindedly” lucid (though not as aware as being the dream-maker as in other dream types), but not fully lucid to where I actively alter the rendering in any way. I have been focusing on the various levels of perception types in dreams a bit more than usual, but I think that minor variations are too numerous to pinpoint.

This dream mainly includes my brother-in-law Bob (still alive), a sister (his wife), another sister (Carol), my mother, and several other people that are not as much to the forefront of the theme. Mostly I talk to them about their status of being alive or deceased at certain times (mostly in reference to the future), which seems a bit odd as they are all seemingly younger and healthy at this point. Apparently it is June 1995 in one part of my dream (likely because I just included a June 1995 dream on a recent entry on two sites, that being “Rainforest Portal”). At one point, I vaguely perceive that it may be 2001. (To regard that there are actually twenty years from 1995 to 2015 seems almost preposterous to me even though it is true. This probably says a lot about my perspective and general perception of time. My wife seems as beautiful and young-looking as ever.)

My relatives do not seem that annoyed by my reporting of when they will die. I do tell one sister to take care of her stomach and with another, I mention her gall bladder. I even tell my brother-in-law that he is still alive. There is a brief idea about the old photograph that shows two of my brothers and two of my sisters on my mother’s side. Whether or not they will “remain” in the photograph is mostly only in the back of my mind; likely a “Back to the Future” influence. If so, only the youngest boy will be left standing (the only one still living).

In the back of my mind, I am trying to remember what year it really is, but cannot; typical in-dream amnesia, I suppose, though I am only mildly frustrated by this inability to determine the nature of the supposed time period (a contemplation of which is fairly rare in my dreams). I experience mild sadness about knowing their fate but it is not that dramatic. However, I sometimes find myself going over in my mind regarding who is alive and who had passed away when I am in certain semi-sleep states, which likely carries over into certain dream states but in a more unusual way where they are all “alive” for a time.

There is another section to my dream involving my mother. I first see what looks like a smaller bearlike creature squatting near the periphery of a garden just off the walkway from the side of a house. After a short time, I realize it is my mother (who looks more like a “real” version of Loweezy from the “Snuffy Smith” comic strip), this being one of those times when any symbolic association actually reveals itself within my dream. (Bears have sometimes come to be representative of my mother in childhood - big and threatening at times but still very protective of their cubs.)

Finally, I am to get dressed for some sort of event, though I am not certain if it is for a wedding (of possibly an undetermined relative) or for going to school (as a young student - apparently my perceived timeline has shifted again). I have newer clothes loosely scattered under a bed (apparently recently bought by my mother) which are supposedly suitable for me. It is only a minor annoyance to have to reach under the bed (which I think is in the carport of my Cubitis home, north to south) and slide out what I want. After I undress and begin to dress again (including putting on a nice blue shirt), I eventually grab a pair of blue jeans and put them on. In a short time however, I see that they are actually yellow dress pants, which makes me cry out “Blech!” in my dream (though there is no one around at that point). I take them off with great annoyance (and near disgust) and find a new (and unfaded) pair of jeans. My dream loses coherence before I am fully ready to go wherever it is I have to go.

Something to do with Sonic the Hedgehog


Something to do with getting spammed a bunch of lucid dares.


I was in the park by my sub. Once again it was summertime in the dream. I found two of these beetles. One was quite large and the other was small, but they shared very similar characteristics. They had black bodies with small antennae and long legs, with four green eyes that glowed. But their most striking feature was that their shells were made out of shiny polished steel.

The larger of the two beetles climbed onto my hand and looked into my eye. I looked back at the little friend, and started thinking about connecting to nature. I couldn't help but think that with the metal shell and glowing eyes that these beetles were actually somehow mechanical or a product of genetic engineering.

My dad came up to me and said. "If you like them so much, why don't you kill them? Then you can have their shiny shells forever." I found myself appalled that he would say something like that. Normally I don't take much issue with killing bugs IWL. But they were such spectacular creatures, I wouldn't dare hurt them.


There was some anime series that was somehow summarized. It showed how there was a main male and a main female character, and all of this tension between them. However, the male character was always talking about finding his friend again. They showed me how the male character mentions him in every single episode that he is in.

In the end, the boy finds his friend and it turns out that the two were actually in a homo relationship. The girl made some kind of fourth wall joke about how this was such a deviation from what is usually expected in the end of anime with this setup.

I ended up telling either the writer or the person who introduced me to the show that I really liked the idea of breaking that trope, but I wouldn't go so blunt with it in the end, it ends up kind of overdoing it. I tried to explain to them that if you hammer in a joke too hard you can end up ripping it apart and taking it from funny to really awkward.


I had this really weird dream where both Manei and Marcus were in what felt like a log cabin somewhere. We had a Christmas tree set up. Also, both of them had on these absolutely ridiculous Christmas hats. They looked sort of like jester hats made of completely red fabric, only they had a wide brim, like a sombrero as well, and each also had a huge golden Christmas bell on it.

There was something to do with presents for everybody and Manei said she wanted to make cookies with me.

Maybe I can finally complete that other lucid dare. I really should go for a lucid in a Christmas setting. Though Christmas was a couple weeks ago now...

Manei also wanted me to sign the Christmas cards that she had designed herself. She said that she wanted to send them to all of her friends. For some reason I was really focused in on the Christmas cards that had a picture of the two of us on the front. We were both wearing these weird bluish-grey cloaks. (Though not as weird as the hats that they were wearing.) I started to wake up around here.

I've gone into a supermarket to buy a hairclip - my hair is super long and thick like a lion's mane. I feel like it actually looks really good on me! I also feel like I'm in a foreign country. I make some kind of joke to the cashier girl. I also want something to eat - the girl suggests some milk. I think, how can I have something to eat if I have milk? She seems to be suggesting milk is food...

Anyway, it's time to pay and I realise I have only my UK credit card so it won't work in this country...
She says no problem, she'll sort me out.

She sets me up with a bedroom under the shop to stay in while I'm in the country since I haven't any money to pay for a room somewhere else.

I find myself walking around inside a large complex. I have no shoes on - the girl said I need to go downstairs to get some. I realise now that downstairs is a shopping centre - she meant for me to buy shoes, but how can I when I can't remember where I put my wallet? (Now the reason I can't buy things seems to be because I haven't got my wallet.)

The girl falls in love with some douchebag. People are giving me advice about it, saying maybe her and I will be just friends! This doesn't make any sense to me because I didn't feel anything for the girl, so being friends was totally fine with me.

Then the girl has to take her flights out of the country - if she doesn't, she'll never have enough money to pay her debts off.

The people in the room (3 girls, 3 guys including me) are telling me this: she stole a shop so she wouldn't have to get her flights but could still pay off her debts and stay with the douchebag she was in love with. Everyone is flabbergasted by her stupidity seeing as the dude is a douche.

One of the girls starts talking about her feelings; the other 2 guys in the room immediately turn away from her and start talking, as though they are too good for this "girl-talk". I notice this and feel obliged to turn my head towards her, quite close actually, and listen carefully to what she has to say...

I am fighting some boss now - I think it's the douchebag, but he's also got something to do with Jesus. His only attack is to try suck me into his suction pad like a hoover. I counter this move a number of times by casting my spell at him every time he's about to do it.
I beat him, however he then cheats by keeping the suction pad right beside me and making it bigger and bigger whilst backing me into a wall. I get sucked in, now in a 3rd person view. The boss then flies off with me inside, over a building...

But of course, being Snake from Metal Gear Solid, I escape - I roll out of the flying hoover thing onto the roof, to which I exclaim to my brother: "Well it's Snake, OF COURSE he escaped! Hahaha!".

I find myself in a bonus level - clones of Snake appear and attempt to destroy him. They glitch and twitch in such a way that makes me feel a bit uneasy about them, but Snake has no problem in dealing with them.

I wake up.

10.01.2015

Fly Me To The Moon (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I was lucid from the start. My bedroom was dark, and I was standing in the middle of the room. I wasn't scared like I usually was - of the dark in dreams, because I knew I could change it - I was aware enough to realize that I needed to turn on the lights and stabilize the dream, one of my goals.

I remember saying out loud, "Why does it have to be so dark?"

The lights slowly came on in my room (my lamp and my main light), as well as the light outside.

I thought again to stabilize the dream. I walked over to the right where my mirror would have been (it wasn't), and gently touched the wall. It felt cold, but not too cold. I noticed my hand was slightly deformed, and a very light, glowing outline was around it. My touch sense improved a bit. I backed away from the wall and shouted, "Clarity now!" However, it didn't really help.

I saw a small end table up against my wall. A book was lying there, it looked like a Webster's Dictionary for kids (it was that thick, and it had many colors on it). I walked over and picked it up. I turned it over onto the back, where the summary/sneak peek of the book usually was. As I looked at all the words on the book, they constantly kept changing. There were a lot of one sylable words, like "had", or "that", and the sentences didn't really make sense. I decided to read them aloud as best as I could.

I did (I don't remember any of it now), and as I did, my voice sounded a bit distorted, and a little lower.

I put down the book. I turned around and walked towards my window. It was open, and daylight was streaming in. I stuck my head out; and instead of our large front yard, it looked like there was a building right below me that connected to our house, with a small concrete/grass courtyard inbetween the two buildings. I remember then saying, "Show me something fun." (As if talking to my subconcious) Right in front of my eyes, out a little ways in the air; a dark, shadowy rainbow began to form. It quickly disappeared.

Somehow I got onto the ground (it was blurry right then). I walked in the courtyard a bit, just looking around. I saw lots of pebbles on the ground around my feet. I looked to my left. I saw a bucket full of water.

I then thought, "Oh! I can try to water bend!" I walked over to the bucket, and stood on either side of it. I at first tried using both hands, and was willing the water to move. I gently was moving my hands in a continuous up and down motion, acting like my hands were scooping the water up. I noticed tiny movements and ripples in the water. After a couple more seconds, I used more "strength". I tried to use varying hand positions, and trying to make my hands more "gentle." The water started to rise up out of the bucket, but there was some resistance.

Suddenly, a boy about my age, if not a bit younger came up. He seemed immature. He was looking me up and down.

I looked back to the water. With some new, great resolve I waterbended a portion of water out and threw it at his face. At the same time, I clenched my hands together (but not all the way into fists). The splashing water immediately turned into ice. The ice crystals formed within a second. It looked so cool.

He stood there, stunned. Most of the ice was on his face, and it froze his hand in mid-air. He then fell over because of the heavy ice.

I walked over to where most of the pebbles were. With element-bending in mind, I also thought I could try earth bending. I wasn't too familiar with those, though, as I was with water bending.

At first, I tried to stomp on the ground, and create a crater, with rocks flaying out from it, like rippling water. It didn't work so well. I was able to crack some of the concrete when I landed, and some dust clouds flew up, but that was about it. I tried to move the rocks and pebbles at my feet, with varying motions of my hands, but that didn't work so well, either.

I decided to go back inside. However, I didn't want to be near my house anymore. So I found our lone "front" door in the courtyard. There were small steps leading up to it, but no deck. I touched the door knob. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine another place, like a beach or forest. I opened the door. I then opened my eyes, but to my disappointment, it was still my house. It was dark inside.

While still standing there, I suddenly remembered another goal I wanted to achieve. I wanted to eat something. As if on command, I heard my mom shout, "Dinner's ready!" from inside the house.

I walked into the house and closed the door. I was in the den, as if I had entered from the back door of the house. I walked forward and to the left where our kitchen was. Momma was in there, bustling around with the food. Daddy was also in there, helping put out plates. I remember seeing my siblings walking around as well. I couldn't smell very well what was cooking.

Instead of waiting for the plates to be served, I grabbed what I thought was a green bean out of the pot on the stove. I put it in my mouth. It had the consistency of spinach; it was mushy, as well as slightly fibrous (like eating a twig) but it still tasted like a green bean.

Some time went by. My siblings and I walked outside to the backyard. It was dark now, the sun was almost setting behind the trees. I looked up. Dark clouds took shape in the sky; it was twilight.

I wanted to increase the lighting again. "Come out, sun." I said, to myself.

The sun slowly rose from its setting position up into the middle of the sky. The sky brightened at that, as well as the clouds. It turned into a pretty day.

My eyes still looking up, I looked around for the moon. I saw its smooth silhouette a ways beside the sun.

I wanted to fly to the moon. I jumped, and, still looking at the moon, I willed myself to it. I imagined the moon becoming closer and closer.

Instead of actually flying, I looked back towards the ground. I was levitating about 3 feet off the ground, in a superman-like flying position. My siblings were looking at me kinda funny.

I gave up and landed back on the ground. I decided I wanted to pull the moon towards me. I "imagined" with my mind, a lasso in my hands. It didn't show up in my hands, but I made the motion anyway of "lassoing" the moon. After a second, I began to "pull" on this invisible rope. There was great resistance, but the moon began to get bigger. I pulled again, harder. It got even bigger. I pulled once more, with all my strength. The moon continuously kept getting bigger, huge now; as if I had pulled it out of orbit and it was sailing towards us. Instead of it landing on the earth, however; a dark building landed in front of me. I, stupidly, assumed it was part of the moon. It wasn't really a building; it was circular, with 3 floors, but no walls. The entire structure was dark purples, blues, and blacks. There was a person in a costume standing on the topmost floor, leaning on the fencing.

I walked around it, looking at it.

The dream ended when my alarm woke me up.

Vividity: 8.5 / 10
Awareness: 11 / 15
Dream Length: 10 minutes

I was on a trail with a "party," a group of adventurers. Some of us were knights, one in particular is out for revenge. One of their knights (or was it their king?) was killed. The other knight there is his best friend. He wanted to stop the other from doing something reckless like going off on his own. He went after him, so there were fewer of us. The two knights is reminiscent of two game characters from a Gameboy RPG I played years back.

On the road, we passed met a group of characters... anthropomorphized animals riding regular animals. They were passing flyers to their event/celebration. They're from a nearby city/town.

Backtrack: I was talking to a wizard of sorts (unclear image and personality) that gave me a quest to destroy a small collection of towns/cities (10 in all) and the crystal sphere that... holds them together? They're all on a bridge. I imagined their cities destroyed, by something like meteors.

I also remember the place being so colorful and happy. Then when I went to their celebration, I was almost overwhelmed by the barrage of colors. It was a fun, happy place. I started thinking that wizard was a bad guy who just wants to destroy the place but can't do it himself. The townspeople are already wary of him. So I set out to make it my mission to help out the 10 towns.

I "woke up." I was on my bed, and I was writing the dream so I won't forget. I was excited, thinking I should make that dream into a game. My bed position was different, closer to the door, and I was looking at myself wearing a white shirt and blue shorts.

I was in our hometown. I kept going back to the city, for some reason, every few days. I also kept panicking about the clothing I was supposed to bring. I remember my stuff were near our deep well, and I keep dropping some of them off, but I have to hurry already. A friend, C, was already almost out of the gate. I ran after her.

I was on a train. It was night. I remember worrying that if I lean too much inside the train walls, I might get hit by some object outside. We reached a station (underground). I saw C ahead of me. I was still trying to organize my stuff and realized I brought only one pair of (black) socks and they don't match. They also look too big.

We stopped by an eatery. It's morning or at least daylight. I wasn't planning on eating, but then I saw the nice-looking fried chicken. I decided to order one: thigh and leg. There were a few tables in the open area (no indoors). The guy brought the chicken to our table. The guy on a nearby table was leaning too much towards us, so I moved a bit. I checked my money just in case I left that too. Then I saw the guy behind us (a bit of long hair, white shirt, and looks messy) drag C away. I ran after them but he opened a door to the "underground." The "door" is right in front of and kind of below the doorway of a house. I was about to go in but I got scared. It looks like a room, but colored... reddish? There were a few people inside, and they don't look threatening. There's another door across the room that leads to a dark place. (literally dark, and I can't see beyond it)

The few people who were there look like they're just lounging about, not guarding anything, but I was afraid of going in. I decided to call a nearby policeman. I guided him to the house, and we went inside the house to the other room, but then I realized it wasn't supposed to be inside the house. There was a skinny guy there (he lives there, I think) who didn't seem to mind we came in. He has a bit of a long hair too. The police was skeptical of me.

When I realized it's outside the house, I went back out and pulled up the door in front and below the doorway. I told him he has to call backup since it might be some sort of underground network of criminals, not just the basement. He ran in anyway, all confident, and I was beside myself in frustration. I thought of calling other police. I imagined where C was taken (I saw her going up and down a muddy place) after a few days, and I also saw a kidnapped kid.

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NOTES:

- I felt scared during the "awake" part of my dream.
- I slept around 7 pm. I set my alarm to 1 hour and 44 minutes (or was it 3 hours and 44 minutes?), but I fell asleep again after I turned it off. I woke up around 10 pm.
- My eyes were so tired when I went to sleep.
- I still have pending work.
- I inked a sketch I had that I labelled "Charlie."
- I was thinking of buying chicken from Chooks To Go earlier today.
- I think this dream shows how reckless my superego is at the moment.
- It might also signify that I have to once again meet my shadow. It's been years since I felt scared and helpless in a dream.

Dream 1: The Great White Shark and Dreamer the Judo Master

I was on a deck that sitting on the ocean with Dreamer. She was showing me the Australian ocean and I went swimming in it for a minute. When I got out, a great white shark followed me up onto the deck and started to chomp at my little toes. Dreamer calmly walked over and pushed some pressure points while leaning onto the side of this shark that was wildly biting at the air. She then used a masterful JUDO move to redirect the shark's force and push it back into the ocean. I looked around and saw some young kids playing a game where they threw a bunch of golden coins into the water and then dove in after them. I thought about diving into the water to join in the fun but thought twice, considering the recent great white shark incident was still on my mind a bit.

The dream suddenly changed drastically. The kids swam to the surface and began to swim away with coins in their mouths (they were chocolate I guess). They were fleeing from old 17th century frigates that had appeared on the horizon, sporting the insignia of the knights templar on their sails. The ships quickly came to the shore and I became semi-lucid. Ninjas, ogres, and pirates came flooding out of the ships in waves. I mounted a machine gun turret and started firing away at the waves of advancing enemy hordes. I felt pretty bad about it, but I just reminded myself that it was a dream and that I could pretend it was like a video game. The dream started to get bloodier. This one two-headed ogre got really torn to shreds by my bullets and blood went everywhere.
My line of men started to get overrun by a wave of nodachi samurai. I woke up soon after that.

Dream 2: Rec Center Battle

I was in a recreation center that was set up like an obstacle course. There was a pool of water below and there were these narrow walkways for maneuvering around while above the water. A battle quickly ensued. I was running on walls and shooting down the other people playing, knocking them out of the competition. I started shooting at one guy that was invincible, a hacker. He laughed at me as I shot at him and the bullets did nothing to him, then he pulled out a giant gun and I dove into the water to hide. I swam around looking for a gun to use that might be able to get around his invincibility hacks, nothing.

After looking for awhile, there were only 3 people left in the competition: me, the hacker, and some random dude. I swam to the surface and started to run on the walls again. The hacker guy started to chase after me, laughing because he knew that I couldn't fight back. I swam into the water and found a grenade launcher that looked like an old nerf gun that I might have used when I was a little kid. I noticed that I could breathe underwater and thought that was strange. I quickly loaded the nerf gun grenade launcher and I noticed that it wasn't working very well. The hacker was running towards me so I shot it at his feet and he got launched into the air and into some machine that crushed his body. Both me and the random guy were happy that the hacker guy lost, but I was pretty sure I was in a dream at this point. I dove into the water and saw all these pills bottles with lucid dreaming pills in them. One was prescribed to OpheliaBlue, the drugs were called Dream Cosmos. There were three others but that was the only one that I remembered

I started to pick up money on the floor of the pool and thought about why I was doing it, considering it was only a dream, but I decided that I was having fun so it didn't even matter if I wouldn't get to keep it when I woke up. I left the rec center, arms full of loot and with a big smile on my face. I woke up.

Dream 3: Forgot it :'( Was lucid though

Did a small WBTB and told Dreamer that I would have a dream with her.

Dream 4: Element Bending in a Forest

I was walking down a path with some random Dream character that had some kind of bending powers that I can't remember. I remember that I had power over water though. I lost the other DC somewhere along the way and Dreamer appeared next to me. I was lucid at this point and it is really the point where I started to remember the most clearly.

We were walking down a forest path together, next to a river. Trees were above us, giving us some shade, and the sun was shining down on the river, illuminating it. There were obstacles that we had to get past and I was letting dreamer use her earth bending skills to do all the work, I was feeling lazy.

We eventually reached a crevasse. I decided that I wanted to practice some dream control powers for fun. I made the river water rise up in giant waves and flood the crevasse so that we could cross it. We were completely submerged in water though. I tried to hold Dreamer up above the water, she was having difficulty swimming. I changed the salinity of the water to be extremely high super saturated so that we would both float with no problem. We floated along in the river until we reached a giant, golden gate. I made the water level rise even higher so that we could just float right over it. On the other side was a colossal hydra which we then proceeded to battle together with our bending powers until I woke up.

Dream 5: School Stress Dream

I was in one of my old classrooms in high school, but it was a cooking class. My old teacher that taught in that room was there as well. I was making cookies with a couple of other people at the table when I looked to my right and saw someone being awkward and anti-social. I wanted to make them feel like they were part of the group so I started to talk to them and make them feel included. I noticed they were making meat cookies with ground beef that they had brought to the class. I guess they would just be called hamburger patties but they were meat cookies in the dream. I think that I told him that they looked pretty gross and that what he was doing made me feel a bit sick but I wanted to let him know that I didn't judge him for it, but he got kind of awkward and moved away from me. I realized I was dreaming and stopped interacting with the DCs, then looked around for something yummy to eat. I then had the instant reaction of sex that I usually have in low level lucid dreams but I remembered that I wanted to change that and so I stopped it from happening and I was really happy about that. I continued searching for food and I went up to the teacher DC to ask her to show her secret stash of candy to me. I looked around on her shelves and there was nothing but super healthy food there. She said that she was going to lead me to her secret stash of delicious cookies and I began following her when I woke up.

A long night, mostly jumbled recall of many scenes, proper (short) WBTB leading to first LD of 2015 + TOTM

Lots of dream activities during the day. Watched youtube videos about meditation, tried to meditate but too noisy/busy in the room. Kept meditative mindset. *I'm* a lucid dreamer. The ability is in *me*. Decided to return to multiple wakings this night, and do a proper WBTB. Was not easy getting up, and didn't go far, just quick pee and sat on the edge of the bed for about a minute. Was a bit concerned that I had woken up too much but I made it back to sleep and did get lucid.

WBTB and wakings during the night does seem to be the key. Sleep quality though does seem worse than when not frequently waking.

Lots of scenes but not extremely well remembered and the ordering is not entirely clear.

01:05 bedtime

06:40 ?

(earlier)
+ outdoors, people walking to (the bathroom?) walking by a square in the ground with a pine branch placed in it as a memorial?

+ gangster standoff: the leader turns the tables by shooting everyone with his gun which was disguised as a chocolate ice cream bar which he had been eating; escape from the house with the "girlfriend"; meeting the weird looking girl at the ATM

Sitting in a room, the situation is sense. The gangster boss leader is to my left and is sucking on a chocolate ice cream bar. Suddenly he takes the bar out of his mouth, points it at the (police inspector?) across the room from him, squeezes the ice cream bar around the middle with his hand, and it fires a bullet, hitting the police guy right in the forehead instantly killing him. People are running around, I'm hoping I don't get shot.

I'm in my room (childhood home?) thinking I need to get away, the ground is littered with stuff. Should I pack a bag or just leave everything behind? The bag is there on the ground and I stuff a few things in there.

Outdoors I jump in to the getaway vehicle, my "girlfriend" is just a few steps behind me, can she open the door because of that tree? Get in fast! She gets in / we drive away?

I'm following "girlfriend?" short young latina she's making some sort of payment at the ATM? We're meeting another girl, an even shorter and very odd looking latina, she's going to help us with something.

+ wife/phone; google glass not working until looking at a suitable background

My wife says "don't worry…I know about the picture of that girl you have on your phone", my mind races, what picture? My phone is in my hand. I'm standing at a counter wearing some sort of google-glass-like thing, I can't see any of the projections. I look around and look at some sort of white background then all of a sudden I can see the projections.

+ six-legged hexagonal "predator-style" aliens are doing a ritual dance

In some sort of a cave? 4-5 of these hexagonal beings each are stomping around and moving their legs in ritual movements. They're wearing some colorful sort of athletic outfit? 2 of the legs are used as stabilization behind them.

(later)

I actually woke from this lucid and went back to sleep without journaling, I happened to remember it on a later waking.

07:45

+ (lucid) ask green turtle/dog alien for dreaming power, enter childhood home, bizarre view out windows, chugged a bottle of wine, took of flying with biting/clawing cat coming along for the ride

(childhood home) I head up the front steps to the street and see on the street a medium-dog-sized green alien turtle/dog thing looks like it's made out of stone. I crouch down so as not to be seen, it walks a bit to the left towards the G's driveway with its head to the left. I think it's sort of stupid to stay hidden (because it's a dream?). I (call it to me?), it comes and stands right before me with its weird alien stone green face. I ask it for dreaming power, lucid all night every night. It raises a hand and touches my forehead. Satisfied, I head back down the stairs to the front door, and as I head in to the house I'm lucid, and do a solid nose pinch to confirm. Right inside the front door and turn to the right heading for the living room, I say "wow" because the visual representation of the house is really accurate (frequently the living room in dreams is empty/wrong). I walk by the armchair towards the middle of the room and reach down and touch the wooden tip of the arm (that chair hasn't been there since I was in high school) of the chair with my right hand briefly. Ahead and towards the right out the wide window I see in the distance a really large tall white skyscraper lit with bright light with strange very large letter/number/symbol combinations (about 3 symbols long) placed in several locations around the front of the building. I see a short sequence of zillions of bright flashes like thousands of camera flashes all going off around the same time. After this the view is muddled and just dark blobs. I turn towards the dining room and think of goals and TOTM: fireworks, wine. Definitely wine. I turn back towards the living room and expect to find a full open bottle of wine. The dream is starting to get a bit vague. I have a full open bottle of (white) wine (champagne?) in my hand, and up-end it and start to chug it. It takes a while, 15 or 20 seconds, I'm counting the seconds/gulps? I wonder briefly about the effects and I find there are none. I head out to the deck and feel like making a strong flying take-off. As I leap into the air something grabs my right lower leg, I look down and see it's my cat in a bitey/scratchy mood. As I fly it continues to bite/scratch, so I pick it up in my hands and bite its head trying to get it to stop I lose lucidity and am in some room where two girls are laughing about the cat.

+ hotel room, get extra key, where's the room?, puking line of girls, cover the windows

A girl arrives with the extra room key I've requested. "This is the extra key?" I ask her? She nods and leaves. It's just a single smallish key. I decide to try it out, I should have done this before she left. I put it in a lock and turn it, it moves the mechanism and a deadbolt goes in and out.

Where's the room? Is it on the ground floor of the building over there?

Sitting on a (couch?) there is a line of (junior high, high school?) girls standing there they look like they've all vomited recently, there are remnants of vomit on some of their shirts. At some point (later?) in the night I think I should have tried to kiss them but think the barf breath would have been nasty.

Outside a room and covering up the windows with (two large pieces of cardboard?), sliding these pieces around to cover up the windows, on the right I attach a very small piece of tape to the cardboard/window pane, some guy is there (critiquing?) my work.

+ last beer?, last year of high school?, what will I study? (topics for dreaming!), woman says where to find homeroom (peaches)

(childhood home back porch?) On the bottom of the barrel there is one bottle of beer left. I pick it up but drop it back down again, I don't want to take the last beer. I'm leaning out the (kitchen?) window talking to a boy scout friend: we're entering our senior year of high school. Wait, maybe I already graduated? I can't remember! I think what classes I want to take. I say "hobbit-classes", I also say "acrobatics", I'm thinking that what I want to take are classes that aid in my ability to perform things in lucid dreams, but I don't want to tell him that I'm a lucid dreamer so I'm hesitant in what I say as I try to clarify my thoughts of what I want versus what I want to tell him, I think I'm probably not making much sense to him.

Go back around inside the kitchen (even though I was already there?) from the deck the question is where to find your homeroom, the woman there says (I'm thinking?) it has to do with peaches/apricots, there's some way to always find the room (I forgot).

+ football: advise the guy to stay down so they won't late tackle you, they do anyway.

There's a guy who caught a kickoff (or made a touchdown?), I advise him to stay down or else the defenders running down the field will have an excuse to late tackle him, they do it anyway. (He later kicks a field goal?)

Morning of January 10, 2015. Saturday.



I do not normally include this common dream type online (at least yet) as, really, it is impossible to give justice to in writing; plus, being mostly imagery-based (for the most part) with no actual plot (and with far too many unique scenes to faithfully document online), it is not as “useful” or relative to more complex word associations or nebulous intrigue - it is more like passively indulging in pure overwhelming fantasy. Still, it is a very good example of what I do not usually post (again, yet); that being a standard vivid fully lucid dream (sometimes of which I have about a dozen or so per night since early childhood, though often “collections” of many more shorter mostly unrelated ones). It is somewhat puzzling, though. As with another recent ecstatic dream (“Return to the Green”) it somehow seems linked to the Tetris effect, yet also, seems to have been “triggered” by one completely unrelated image. That is only my guess, though.

At one point later on (after my dream starts to “swirl” and transform to more mundane visual nuances and non-glowing colors as it ends), I hear a seemingly “meaningful” phrase which is actually typical in-dream absurd gibberish where words are changed around with an emphasis on similar phonemes. It turns out to be “Ban the head and hedge the wedge!”

My dream begins to form with extraordinarily beautiful black and orange fiery clouds in what may be the early evening sky, implying perhaps a volcanic eruption in the distance, though this is uncertain as it may just be a wondrous sunset (or sunrise?). In the back of my mind I am thinking it may be about Krakatoa. For a short time, I focus on moving the sun around in the sky to change what time it is, but that is not fully instigated or dominant. I see the beautiful semi-lit ocean before me. I seem to be on the shore of an isolated island with a white sand beach, but for the most part, remain disembodied.

I mostly remain in a typical vivid lucid dream state where I just watch my dream and contemplate materializing my physical form into it depending on what I see. The three-dimensional depth perception is greatly enhanced as is the “glowing from the inside” effect of most of the characters and environmental features.

An old skiff (with about half the paint flaked off) approaches the island (with incredibly accurate and clear detail, even in the wonderful motions and variations in the water), with one younger girl in loose white rags jumping out from near the front of it and trying to pull it closer to the beach (rope over shoulder) through the beautiful shallow (about knee-high) turquoise water. There are about six other females aboard, some more pirate-like than others. I absentmindedly attempt to step into my dream causing an odd vertical water-like ripple effect in front of me whereby the girl looks confused, then backs up, jumps back in the skiff, and then the skiff floats back out about five feet from shore. She looks in my direction curiously as if I am only half visible. I decide to become fully invisible by phasing back out of the scene. The scene repeats. She jumps out and splashes back into the beautiful turquoise water, pulls the skiff with an old rope over her left shoulder again (holding it with both hands) and remains on the periphery of the shore looking around. Meanwhile, I am still contemplating moving the sun across the sky, still somewhat admiring the intense fiery black and orange expanse of clouds that sit on the horizon. I also notice about six pirate ships in various locations. It is possible, at one point, that the black and orange clouds are caused by a burning ship, but this is not certain. The ships I do see are not involved in any conflict.

Eventually I realize that there are hundreds of solely younger females everywhere on the ships in various modes of dress, but mostly no later than the 1880s. Rather than exploring the island a bit more inland, I soon mostly float disembodied over the ships. I decide to just watch everything rather than entering in my physical form. I do not want to disrupt such incredible imagery. The girls mostly just stand around in various areas of the ships (including one on each step of a staircase) and there is no sign of actual piracy of any kind. In the back of my mind, I contemplate approach or direct contact of certain ones, such as one in a white dress (which slowly billows out and sways a bit) near the outer deck, but do not. There is a slight breeze. These ships seem to be “in waiting” for something but I am not focused on that concept very much. I mostly remain on the outside of the ships, floating at about three to four feet up in most instances. It goes on for at least fifteen minutes during which time I become aware that my breathing is quite deep and long.

There is a rather unusual distorted (but still very vivid) feature. One ship (more specifically just above the deck of it) has a tendency to “warp” into what seems like an elongated covered timber-truss bridge, warping slightly to the left in the distance in a somewhat tunnel-like effect over the ocean yet into infinity. I do not enter at any time; I just watch it curiously. It is not quite ominous, just a bit out-of-place with the rest of the imagery. This may be an ambiguous variation of the “eternity bridge”, a fairly common feature in my dreams since childhood.