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After the feeling of being suck in to a tunnel ended. I found myself in the hallways with a group of students. One of them ask me to take my hat off which I didn't realize I was wearing one. I begin to take it off till the student told me I had messy hair. I tried to explain why but the student quickly left. I scratch my head and continue walking. That's when I shook hands with another kid and decided to lift my entire body with only his hand. I ask him that we should arm wrestle sometime. I felt quite fatigue and dizzy in this dream. I was wondering why but decided to enter the cafeteria.

That's when I felt someone hitting my back with their hand. I tried to shove the guy however there seem to be extreme time dilation due to me having a slow time to react to the current events. There was a janitor asking me to move my feet so he could sweep. It took me 7 seconds to finally react to his request. I attempted to take my seat intrigue with what else will happen. Lucidity Time: 1 minute.

In this dream there was a beautiful woman standing on the street corner. I couldn’t help notice her as I walked across the street’s intersection. She was leaning against a traffic light standard, with one leg crossed over the other, and was wearing blue jeans and tight, black, leather jacket. We came face to face as I stepped onto the curb I stopped and looked and looked at her. She unzipped her leather jacket down to her button, showing off her tight shirt, and fine form. Hey wait a second; I’m an old, fat man, what’s wrong with this scene (I thought to myself)? I looked around and I instantly realized, hey, I’m dreaming! Yay, I’m lucid, but wait, I can’t show interest in this woman, since I’m married, and my purpose behind lucid dreaming is to connect with my daughter.

I didn’t want to be seduced, so I turned around and walked over to a large construction, garbage container on the side of the road. It was half full of dirty water, and I just stood there staring at the reflections. There were some plastic balls and pieces of garbage floating around, and I was studying them to help improve my clarity prior to inviting my daughter into my dream. I could feel somebody standing behind me, so I turned to see who it was. Darn, it was the seductress again! I figured I might as well be witty with her, and see if I can learn more about dream figures, so I stated, “We are human beings.” She smiled and said, “I’m not.” I then asked, “What are you?” Again she smiled and replied, “Something else.” She then turned and walked away from me. My lucid dream faded and I woke up.

Someone I was traveling with has been possessed and physically transformed by the thing possessing them. I'd left them alone in the motel room where I thought they'd be safe while me and the other person we're traveling with, a young woman, were out.

I can see a woman I think of as Morgana watching us through the mirror - she's very beautiful, but thin to the point of starved, hunching over, tangled hair, filthy. The girl I'm traveling with immediately assumes the possession is Morgana's work. I'm not surprised she thinks that - from the little she's seen of Morgana, it would make sense for her to think we're enemies. But I can see what caused this, and it's not Morgana. One of the markings I put in place around the room to keep the kid safe has been destroyed. It must have happened when the girl fell earlier. This is my fault - I'd tried to protect her by keeping her ignorant of the details. If I'd explained things to her, she would have known the significance of that marking. Morgana's never been my enemy, not really; she's here to help - but I don't want her variety of help.

I'm arguing with Morgana over which one of us is going to handle this. Her voice is harsh, raw - partially from the situation and the tone she's using, but I also have the impression she just doesn't use her voice very often. She's just pointed out - correctly - that if the creature comes into direct contact with me, the corrupting effect I'd have on it would likely just make things worse. I'm saying, "I don't know what I'll do to it, but you don't know what it'll do to you." She takes corruption into herself, sealing it away and making it safe for everyone except herself. That's why she's communicating through the mirror instead of here in the flesh - she arranged to have herself sealed away a long time ago. She's been altered so much already, I don't want to see her do this again.

In response, she says, "I know I betrayed you. I'll prove to you I'm useful. Prove to me-"

I'm in a pub talking to a dude about the same age as me. At one point he says to me "he's gonna get assaulted" referring to the older guy sitting beside him, who doesn't hear. I'm like "umm.. Ok..." - I don't know why he's threatening to assault the older guy. Then the young dude, who I notice has tanned skin, walks away. I start talking to the older dude - I notice he has an English accent. We talk for a while and I start getting fed up listening to him... Then the young dude appears behind him and elbows the old dude in the back of the head!

My friends and I decide now would probably be a good time to leave the pub... I walk past the young guy on the way out and fist-pump him to pretend I don't have a problem with what he just did (as I don't want to be assaulted as well...)

Then I'm rollerskating away from the pub and it's a sunny day.

At some point during this dream, after the assult, maybe even after the rollerskating, the young dude got ridiculed for being an asshole.

[This dream brings to light a problem I feel I have which could be turned into a virtuous quality: when such matters as what happened in the pub happen in real life, I don't tend to say anything about it or proactively respond to prevent harm to anyone. This is clearly a subconcious act of self-preservation, but it makes me feel there are times where I should speak up...]

Me, my parents, and one of my friends where in a car driving to ABR(a cross-country ski place). The road was snowy had really steep hills. One of the hills was so steep that our civic could barely get up it without slipping backwards down. When we reached the top, the car lost control and we went off the side. We were a lot higher up than I thought, the drop was abut the height of the tallest building on earth. My parents somehow separated from us during the fall and landed safely, but me and my friend kept falling. I was so scared that I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I was standing in a winter wonderland outside of a small house. That's when I met Jesus. He had a kind face and looked just like you think he'd look except his hair was a bit lighter and shorter. Unfortunately, I don't remember what he said to me(and I don't think it was that important), but he was really nice. I figured out that the place we were in wasn't Heaven, but a type of limbo that we would stay with Jesus in for awhile before making our way to Heaven. I wondered if he was going to tell us stories of his adventures on earth, or what we would do with all this time. I did not want to be there. I had other things to do on earth. Me and my friend sat by the stream, and cried, and cried.. until my tears filled up and the stream became a river, and soon big waves came.. My friend was unharmed by the waves, but they washed over me and carried me away. To where, I do not remember.

LD leading a group meditation with Mjolnir, thor's hammer. Thor explains that mjolnir is both a person and the hammer. We stretch.

I was lying in bed consciously awake, with my body asleep, waiting for the next dream to start, and then a good thing happened, I felt ‘the vibrations’ starting. Then I experienced something new, I could see an oval shaped portal above my head (approx. 2 feet in diameter), and there was bright light and snow coming through it. I’ve never seen anything like that before. I reached my OBE arms up into the opening, grabbed onto the snow covered ground with my left hand, and onto some sort or rail with my right, and then I started to drag myself slowly out of my bed and into this fantastic place.

It took all the strength I had to exit into this wonderland, pulling and dragging, but it was well worth it! I stood up, and realized I was on a beautiful mountainous ski slope. The sky was a wash of whiteness from a snow flurry, and I the tree line below was faintly visible. The clarity was excellent! The portal behind me vanished. I could feel the cold wind against my body (only had my briefs on). There was a snowboard trick rail to the right of me, and this is what I used to help drag me out of my bed. Flight was first thing that came to mind, so I tried to take off, but then everything went black, and then I was back in bed again, consciously awake, but with my body asleep. A short time later I ended up in another lucid dream which I journaled as, ‘Stabbing a Butcher Knife Right Through my Hand’.

First dream

I saw myself from the top down view. It was in the grassland plains, some trees could be spotted in the distance. I was hatily entering a tank with some soldiers. We tried to escape from the onslaught, but they shot us down. Next I saw it again, this time however we escaped, smashing some trees down on the way. We tried to drive through the mountain road, but an avalanche stopped us. When it came down on us, I saw everything from my perspective again. I couldn't move, and felt the weight of snow lying on me. I had troubles with breathing. Then I think to myself I should secure the road from avalanches next time!, stand up and throw the snow away as if it was quilt.

Second dream

I was sitting in my room, testing my laptop after installing new OS. Everything went fine, but after a while I've got a blue screen error. The laptop has restarted, and I saw that I've lost most of my files.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #263: Judo and Giants

As I lay back down post-WBTB, I get the sense that I’m starting to fall asleep. Just before bed, Dreamer had skyped me her most recent dream where she transitioned to WILD by rolling onto her side and partly more onto her stomach. (This one!) I try the same thing, worrying for a second that moving will spoil things, but it’s all fine. There’s a low buzzing sound and a dream starts to take shape. After a little more patience, I find myself outside on a street at night.

Among the people going by, I see a lost boy wandering around calling out for his mother. I ask him who his mother is and he says that it’s RBBB, someone I know from college. I decide that she’ll be close by, and sure enough I see her kneeling in an alcove carved out of a nearby brick building. I bring the boy to her and say, “Hey, [RBBB]! It’s [Canis]. Your son was looking for you.” She gives me a curt, rather cold nod and goes back to fervently praying as her son curls up next to her.

I review my goals and remember my two main ones: first, my 5-year-old son E’s idea to find him, take him to a playground so he could play with Elsa and Anna from Frozen. Second, Iokheira’s (aka NewArtemis) idea to find her and transform into wolves. :canislucidus:

I head down the street to start looking for E, but the DCs on the street start running in terror from something up ahead. There’s a stone giant stomping along the road ahead of me, and he grabs a car from the side of the road and flings it across the street into a grassy courtyard.



He comes straight for me, and I try to think of some way not to turn this into a fight, but it’s just not coming to me. The stone giant seems way too hostile, and the only option that comes to me is to try to end the combat as quickly as possible. I move my hands away from each other in a ripping gesture to pantomime tearing the stone giant apart. It works, and the giant blows apart into a huge scatter of boulders and pebbles.

I hurry past, but almost immediately the rocks start rolling back toward one another so that the giant can reform. Soon I catch sight of his shadow chasing after me, but I resolve not to turn around and instead just ignore him. Sure enough, he vanishes!

I come to the top of a tall series of stacked platforms that descend into the ground, sort of like a reverse parking garage. Every floor is packed with these large, amazing water fountains that flow into one another. I drop down a few levels, expecting to find my son E. And he’s there! He’s curled up in the corner crying, and I scoop him up in my arms. “Hey, don’t cry, buddy! This is a lucid dream! I’m going to try to take you to meet Elsa and Anna!” This settles him down, and I leap off the side of the fountain structure, floating softly about 80 feet or so to the ground.

At the bottom is a playground! I hop up on one of the wooden structures and set E down so that he can walk on his own. Together we cross a wooden bridge and in the middle we meet Elsa and Anna! “[E], look who it is!” They look similar to their appearance in the films, although their facial features occasionally rearrange in unusual, Picasso-like ways. E runs up to them and hugs Anna around the leg.



A crowd of DCs start pouring in, and we get separated for a moment. I feel a loss of stability and grab onto this old guy’s stomach to restabilize. To my surprise, I can feel that he’s clearly got abs. I say, “Dude, you’re like 60! How have you got abs?... Oh right, you’re a DC.” He and some of the other DCs laugh.

I return to where E and the Frozen princesses were, but they’ve been replaced by clear imposters. (The Elsa imposter is non-animated, black, and in her mid-50s!) I talk with the imposters for a bit but decide to move on to Iokheira’s idea, so I leave the playground, finding myself walking down the stairs in a house.

Up ahead I see Iokheira sprint by! I follow her path into the shadows of a living room, but when I get there, she’s gone. I turn back and look around for a bit before someone else comes down the stairs I entered from, a young strawberry blonde woman in her mid-20s. I ask her where Iokheira is and the woman answers that “Sorry, [Iokheira] doesn’t live here anymore.”

As I’m turning to leave, the strawberry blonde woman runs up and starts aggressively kissing me. It’s exciting to some degree but also a little scary. She pulls away for a moment to admit to me that she’s a “very slobbery kisser”, and sure enough, she becomes quite slobbery. Then she says, “And check this out!” As I watch, her left eye moves into the center of her forehead. She checks my face, seemingly expecting a horrified reaction. Instead I laugh and for a moment she seems disappointed not to have frightened me. She returns to aggressive kissing, and after things move on to sexytime, the dream fades...

I hold on for DEILD and I’m quickly back. I’m roaming the hallway of a house, and I continue a room-to-room search for Iokheira. In one of the rooms the light switch doesn’t work and I remark out loud that “That’s a bullshit schema!” I leave the hallway and enter a huge cathedral-like chamber that’s snaked through with all of these suspended balconies.

I run along one of these balconies until I’m confronted by an archeress, a brown-haired woman in her mid-40s. I try to ask for her help, but she starts saying a variety of strange, threatening things and looks like she’s going to take a shot at me. I grab onto her and do a Dreamer-style sacrifice JUDO throw, and it totally works! The archeress is still yelling at me, but I run away from her into a new room as the dream ends.

I found a paper by my bed. On it was a list of dreams that I had about a month ago. I had written down brief notes. Now if I had gotten them written up in my DJ here on the day that I had the dream I'm sure I would have remembered them. As I read through my notes I was a bit sad when I realized that I really didn't remember much. A few sort of rang a bell and I remembered a slight image from that dream, but with no detail. Other dreams on the list could have been dreamed by a stranger-- they were that forgotten. This is a huge reminder to me why journaling is important. Immediate journaling. Dream memories fade way too fast.

But for fun I will list the notes here anyway.

Dreams:

1. Rappelling in hotel

2. Grandma's house/bathrooms/Christmas present/shirt from Elden/bows

3. Weird bathroom/naked/kids in backyard/medication

4. Looking for food with friend Marie/shop/clay bowl in class

5. Talking with ladies/Jan Y/bed/quilt

6. Lady/joke/dress-up

7. Ghost/cave

8. Cathy/letter

9. Camping in gravel parking lot with Angela/worried

10. Living room with Robert's kids

11. Huge Fish tank in living room/lots of plants and baby fish

12. Taking care of Mexican baby Malinda

13. Baby Daniel talking

14. Having a baby on the Rez/Paul B



Ooo....I really wish I remembered the ghost/cave dream. I wonder if it will come to me if I really think about it.

I am walking to the bathroom at a football game on some large event and I run into Sydney Files. She asks me about how my school is going and about whether or not I joined SCMA. I tell her that I did but she questions about whether I have been active or not. I fell her that I have gotten everything that I need from the club and have gone to the meet and greets and the career fair.

Dream 1: Searching for the song
I'm in a shop inside a mall. I'm looking for something, I think it is a song, among several albums of an artist.

Dream 2: Annoyances and opportunities
I'm in my house, near the island coast. Something happened and I'm angry with a guy. He has betrayed me or something like that. That guy is now in the kitchen of my house with my mother. They are cleaning I think. My sister and another person are packing things and putting them in their car. I'm supposed to leave with them when they'll finish. I'm busy playing or reading something.
It's time to leave and I go to the kitchen to say goodbye. The guy I'm angry at looks at me and says that he might have a job offer for me as a consultant, and asks me if I want the job. I don't know what to say, I feel anger towards him, but this is an opportunity that might come handy in the future so I tell him, without being grateful, to call me several months later. He asks me how many months and I tell him like 1 or 2 months later. Then both of them start to laugh as making fun of me, and I sense it is because I'm angry at him and I just showed interest in his opportunity. I leave the house humiliated.
When I go out, it seems that I took to long to say goodbye and my sister and the other person already left. I'm walking up the sidewalk trying to call them on the phone. No answer.

Note: This is the second dream my mother appears as some sort of evil DC who humiliates me in front of others. I feel the need to say that, even though I consider her being kind of "special" towards other people (like wanting everything to look perfect), she has never showed me up or anything! She loves me and I love her.

I'm with my mother in some kind of town's square. There's some kind of town's party going on those days, although there is nobody in the square at the moment. It seems to be the morning after a party. There are several stands throughout the square, with different colours (red, blue, ...) We want to do something with them (I think we want to move them), but we don't agree to how to do it.

Two stand owners arrive to the square and my mum asks them something obvious disguised in the form of a question that would settle our argument (something like "Isn't it true that we have to move them in a way that they occupy the least possible space"?). They answer a "logical" Yes and my mother leaves. I get angry and I realize the trick she's used, so I start to argue saying that she can't ask something which answer is "Yes" and leave like she is right in the previous argument. I wake up.

I'm in a park or some sort of private huge garden, with a building in the middle of it, and people everywhere, mostly family. It seems we're celebrating something (like a birthday or something), but all the people are just talking or playing. Thanks to something, I don't know what, I'm lucid!

I'm doing something else, but then, seeing that I should stabilize the dream, I touch the pavement. It's an amazing feeling, it's texture is like real pavement (something that, I don't know why, surprises me), and it's warm like in a spring day. I, then, try to fly by jumping very high, but I can't so I fall down from a good height. I feel a bit weird falling down, but I manage to hold on until I land. Then I pass by a couple of children who are playing football with a purple rugby ball. The ball drops in front of me, I take it and I try to throw it back to them. I try to do it with my head, but when throwing it to the air, the ball gets too far to use my head, so I just use my hands to hit it like in a volleyball match. Wanting to stabilize a bit more the dream, I roll over the floor.

Just then, I remember one of the tasks of the month: Chug an entire full bottle of wine. I enter a house which is nearby and I arrive to a big room where, apparently, people have eaten. There are long tables and rests of food everywhere. Maybe it's just a room where food was kept before serving it. I approach one of the windows because I hear someone talking. I see a woman with a baby talking to her husband. I can't hear the whole conversation, but I can understand something like "If the police come, take the baby and leave". I step back, fearing they might see me and I go back to the task. First of all, I stabilize again by touching the ground. This floor is different, like tiles similar to the ones in my house. They are warm, like in a hot day, I like the feeling .

Then I get up and search a bottle of wine through the room, but there are none. I empty one of the sides of a table and I prepare to "create" the bottle of wine. But first, I summarize what I've done up to now, so I don't forget it. From all of the things I list, there is something I don't remember doing, but I listed as if I'd done it just after becoming lucid. The keyword was: "blowpipe".

So I turn around and I visualize a regular bottle of wine. When looking at the table.... nothing happens. I turn around again and I think I should be more specific with my visualization so I imagine one of the bottles of wine from my region: black bottle with silver letters. When looking at the table, something has been created: two bottles of Sprite (one empty laying on the table and the other one with a bit of liquid inside) and, behind that, a small black empty pot of ice-cream. But no bottle of wine.

I take everything out and I wake up.

I'm entering a shop that belongs to a Chinese old man, to spend the night. He has invited me to take out a tooth that's moving (a canine, I think) and to spend the night there. When I'm entering, the tooth drops out by itself. When looking at it, I can see it in the floor, a bit brown-greyish, it seems rotten or something like that.