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Here my lucid dream journal is! I start posting the first dream i remember, then i'll put the remaining in a chronological order; wish you enjoy!

a short dream i had around 2001

" tired mickey mouse "

...I'm in my bedroom, and i want do draw: i take a sheet of paper and some pencil crayons and instantly the drawing appears, as if i skiped the drawing stage..it portrays mickey mouse sat on a giant baseball cap, the lines of crayons look very realistic as well as the black lead smears and erasures; at that point i try to keep the drawing stable, knowing objects in dreams usually tend to distort like i tested observing watches for a long time; mickey becomes limp, with a tired and drowsy look...moreover everything on the paper is fading to be almost about to disappear, and i think: “ oh noo..! why does this thing always has to happen in my dreams??”and i wake up.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream fragment - Skydiving
I remember jumping off from something in the sky (probably a plane but I don't know). It was so high up, when I jumped there was a plane in the air somewhere below me so I swooped down near it. I wasn't the only one jumping either, and it was more like I was flying than actually falling. I remember circling around the cockpit and looking inside, the pilots were stunned to see me. I then let myself fly near the wing, the suction from the turbine seemed to be pulling me in but I managed to push myself away from it with willpower. I think I skydived about 3 times?

Dream - Pool Party
I wake up in a building, it seems like some sort of residential hall or lodging. The floor is wooden and I think I was sleeping on it in a sleeping bag. I remember seeing my friend John, the time was about 8-9 so he decided to go ahead of me and head to class at uni because we didn't have karate practice today. Karate? I seem to have signed up for the karate club and now I know it's also supposed to be the first day of school. I look around and pack my bag, but I notice the instructor for the karate club actually getting ready for something so I realize there is club activities today.. And for some reason in the area that I originally woke up in? I walk over and stand on the yoga mat. Putting down my stuff and trying to shift my sleeping bag, bowl and 2 spoons out of the way for some space (apparently I had breakfast unknowingly). We start with some aerobics stuff which really disappoints me, I was really looking forward to sparring because in the dream I seem to be a skilled fighter . Some music turns on and the karate teacher starts moving around doing some dance that we all follow, I try to keep up but I have no clue what to do and end up doing everything slightly behind everyone else. I'm not wearing any shoes or socks and I feel like there's crumbs all over the damn ground too. I try to kick it away while dancing and end up shifting it onto another persons mat by accident. The dance thing kind of ends and some kind of poncy pool party happens. Yes, there is now a pool in my room O_O. We get complimentary omurice-pancakes, which are actually just normal pancakes that are really bland. I recognize some of the people as having similar faces to some old friends in high school, the girls are quite pretty and seem to have a really upper-class vibe. Most of them are in bikinis and board shorts. There's a lady from the karate club going around and offering these incredible looking melted chocolate balls. They look so good but you have to pay for them. I realize that there's no point wasting money on them so I just ignore them. I spot one of the characters from the Home and Away TV show cast (just googled it, his name is Luke Mitchell or 'Romeo Smith' on the show). He's encouraging people to dance to the music but I pat him on the back and politely excuse myself, I have to get to class. My class starts at 10 and it's nearly 9. I can't quite recall if it was part of this dream but I remember driving/being driven down a road in my home town (it felt like it happened earlier but the dream logic would mean it happened last?).

Whole the family gathered on the corridor. My brother with his fiance payed us a visit. We were talking for a while, but then my brother became aggressive towards me. I said "And what? I'm going to take your fiance?". He hit me in my face a few times, and I charged at him.

-Standing in a Tram. i am track the stations subconsciously. after two stations a guy leaves the tram. he makes an handicapped/strange impression. he grins in a strange way. he leaves very very slowly with a lot of holding himself everywhere. after he got out the doors close and we start riding again. i see him thru the window again. he has something creepy. the tram is turning and we ride back because of some roadworks. i look around and examine the people inside. i realize that i wear a watch because it beeps shortly. (i normally don´t but startet this day with every time i look at a digital watch raise awarness) i think about the watch and think that it should be useful for lucid dreaming but i dont notice the actual time... i notice a big woman infront of me and she talks to a guy. they talk about something that they need to climb some stairs and she answers in slang (i cant echo this in English) " stairs? Hell no i will go stairs..." i look at her and think it fits considering her weight. she looks and me and says: "Don´t say anything!" My watch is blinking now. i look at it and push a button so it stops. again i think about the watch... a silent alarm... nice for lucid dreaming for sure... i´m sitting now in a seat and my brother sits right next to me. i try to configure the watch. the display shows complicated functions or tools and i try with pushing some buttons to understand what the functions are there for. i debate with my brother if we need to get out here or some stations earlier. no matter what we will need to go some distance by feet.
--> damn so close to get lucid with the watch

WBTB after 6h. Doing mantra with SSILD. I feel medium concentrated but pretty confident. i feel a little to awake. maybe next time an earlier WBTB?

-I run thru a Street i kind of know. i wear a heavy backpack and have some issues with movement. i look down and see that i am wearing a black bumbag and it is open. i wonder why it is open look insight and see a compass. i wonder whom this is because i know it is not mine... i keep on moving but start getting aware. i decide to put the bumbag in my backpack while keep moving. i have problems to walk... i start questioning what is going on. i cant remember why i wear a backpack or where i coming from or going to i get lucid without any RC. i look up front and see a tree. i change my focus of vision and the leaves of the tree blend with the background in one focal plane with a high contrast like i experienced once while taking LSD. i normalize my sight again by blinking and keep on walking. now everything starts getting slow motion and pulls streaks. i shake my head and everything turns normal again. i get at a crossing with some signboards. i look at one and want to look away and back again to see if the words change or something. i look therefor at another sign where is writen Pharmacy but then i look closer and see Pharamhyzy. from nowhere a woman appears. she is attractive and reminds me of someone. i put out my arms to hug/kiss her but i notice i wearing loose braces that i want to put out. i wonder alot where they come from and wake up.
--> i really liked the way i got lucid it was so "logical" and not surprising like it is sometimes. i think i became awake because i didnt ground myself. the dream was untypical. it was not like it was low quality like bad sight or something but everything was so muffled without sound and like i was floating?

-another NLD about a girl i meet at a parade/demonstration we ride a tram and get out want to buy some green tea. meet another girl i kiss. Transition/next dream
i am in the room next to the room i was in the previous dream. sitting on a couch watching tv about something that either is related to lucid dreaming or the dream before. i recognize the two persons. i have a pillow on both sides of my head and try to fall asleep (my roomates alarm was going on so i put on a pillow on my head to keep on sleeping) a friend is entering the room and lies down on the top of me. i am a little scared if it could hurt because my legs are crossed. i feel that my back needs to click and i relax and take a deep breath and it clicks silently.

dont know if i really wake up and think to long about writing it down in my dreamjournal or had a direct FA...

-FA: i lie in my bed and make some notes to the dream with the girl (funny thing as i woke up i didnt remember the dream anymore but i remembered the FA and that i was writing things down. i could remember the notes and so remember the dream ) my phone beeped silently. i turned on the display but it stayed black. i was wondering if it is broken again and i need to restart it but then i saw a little text "10 new messages" i tried to unlock the phone and it hang a bit but after some seconds my homescreen poped up. my mum enters the room and asks me if and how we account the woodthing. i tell her that there is nothing to account because it was for free/a present? i am irritated because i try falling asleep now and have again two pillows around my head. she sits on my bed and i watch a tv series. i can see a big building that might be a prison. it starts morphing around and changing and i smile and think its pretty cool. i like the fact that the series is so dreamrelated... now there is a big camera at the corner of the buidling and i know that it is a prison now. someone escaped. now perspective is changing and i am infront of the prison. it seems that i am the one on the run and i have a dejavu that i know that i was here before. i turn into a corner and now that in some feet i was catched from the police before. i walk carefully but this time there is no policeman. i turn around two corners and see a person but it is no police and he dont recognize me. i see a nice porsche car and go towards it. the engine is running and the door is open. i enter the car and start driving. i can turn right and know this is the way to the freeway but i decide to turn left because the police will be all over the freeway for sure. i accelerate really fast until the road is very thin. i think i should have taken the freeway because it would be more fun and they wouldnt get me anyway. i drive very fast and get concerned that i shouldnt force an accident. i look on my hand to check that i am (still) dreaming. i know that i am dreaming and so nothing can happen. i continue driving very fast. then a traffic junction comes up and the lights are red. i slow down rapidly and wait for green. 2 or 3 tuned cares pass me and ignore the red light. i think i can do that to and fast enough i am for sure and drive after them. there is a lot of traffic on the road but i manage to drive thru it without an accident. they turn left into a ramp but i miss the moment and drive frontal into a wall. nothing big happened and i try to turn and drive up the ramp but i am to slow. my car is now an american taxi. i try again but now my car is a construction truck and way to slow for the ramp. both times i see the car from outside like in a car game. i suddenly stand there and look on my "car" which is now a sponge. my roommate stands next to me end explains, that the one i have in my hand is a fine-pored sponge while the bigger one on the ground is coarse-pored. the coarse-pored is way more rare...



F: i sit at a table with my roomate and tell him ".... this is still my dream...."
F: Going in a bath and putting out my braces. i choke a bit and find it disgusting. i spit and examine the braces that consists of two parts?

--> dont know why i dreamed two times of braces... didnt wear any since at least 20 years...

I was a young man, standing on a verandah. Overhead the sky darkened with a migration of birds. Tiny hawks with red caps began to descend and line up on the verandah railing. As more birds appeared, I noticed that they were organizing themselves by color. The birds ahead of me were all white, those to the right were all green, those to the left were all red. Those behind me had dark, variegated plumage: mostly dark grey and brown, with streaks of yellow and white. Among the white birds on the front railing, the centermost began to sing. As she sang, her image fluctuated between bird and human. In the back of my mind, I—the dreamer and critical observer—noted that she was singing in the vernacular and was slightly disappointed. But I—the young man whose perspective I had taken—was fascinated and enthralled. "Goddess, goddess!" he exclaimed, rapt.

Afterwards he went inside to tell his mother about this extraordinary experience. Then he went back out to find the moonstone he had left on the verandah. He went back in and started boarding up the window that looked outside. (I can't remember why.) Meanwhile, his mother was regarding him with a patient but slightly exasperated expression. If the young man were more observant—as was I, the dreamer—he would have understood that his experience was not unique, as he seemed to believe. She was looking at him this way because she had experienced the same thing at some point in her life. I was even aware that she had a moonstone of her own, and was considering whether to show it to him. But the young man seemed oblivious, perhaps preferring to believe that the experience had been for him alone, and the mother seemed to hesitate about whether or not to reveal that she had seen the goddess once too.

Your Life

I was in my bed and heard someone talking to me in the area again. It felt kind of scary so I kept my eyes closed. But than I opened them again and saw images moving in the dark. I thought I was hallucinating a little because i was sleepy. Suddenly a man who i thought was my father walks out of the darkness and lays down on my bed. I told him to leave but he didn't move.

Than I had a false awakening and looked around. To my side was my mom. I thought it was normal for her to be sleeping beside me. She got up though to go to the bathroom. I stayed there trying to relax when I heard a voice talking to me again. "Ah man....Why am I hearing this voice?" I thought. Than my mom came back and I told her I was feeling kind of anxious. She told me to relax and that I was going to be okay.

I saw that she also turned on a t.v. but i dont recall what was on it. After that the dream shifted and I had a false awakening in a van filled with some of my family members. I looked to the side seeing a hospital and an ambulance. "Where's my son!? Andre!!" I heard a lady calling out and cops trying to calm her down. "When did we get here?" I thought than came to the conclusion i fell asleep on our car trip. My mom than told me and my brothers to stay in the car because she wasn't going to take too long.

She ended up walking to an open bar place on the side walk than mentioned how she was going to use the money she gained to make a bet or gamble with it. I asked her if I could stay with her and she said no. I walked on the sidewalk than the dream shifted again. I was now in a room with two other characters."Oh....This must be a dream."I thought as I was looking around and saw a yellow magazine that had a drawing of me on the front with the words "your life".

"Aw man...I dont wanna open it." I thought afraid of what might be inside. I than looked around than just decided to take a peek. I looked at the cover closer."Yep,that looks just like me." Than opened the thing to see small rectangular pictures. Like four on each page of beaches."So my life is like the beach?' I thought. I than put the book down and felt like something was pulling on my hair."I feel like somethings pulling on my hair dang it. Anyways I dont feel like staying here." I thought than turned to a character there.

The character was sort of invisible and i was kind of surprised because it felt like Dawn was there but i'm not entirely sure if he was. I just grabbed a character and told it that i was going to kiss it to wake up. Don't judge me. I know that was stupid but I was also feeling kind of anxious because i felt the dream might throw back my emotions at me.

I had a false awakening on a small bed in my older brother's room. I saw my mom and moved my hair that was tangled with something. Than I told my mom how i felt something bothering me from in the dream. Obviously I was more concerned about my waking self than thinking about how great i was lucid. My mom said something than left. I think I tried to turn something on too but i'm not sure. Anyways I woke up after that.

Kids

I ended up in a familiar dream setting I was in before. I thought Eye or someone was on my tail and decided I would walk out fast and slam the door to see what happens. I walked out fast and let it go than something came out and grabbed me. I laughed because I only made it to the porch of the house. I than went back inside since I didn't really know what to do.

"Dawn?....Eye?..."I wasn't thinking who to talk to in the dream. I ended up finding Dawn and he ended up talking to me about how I let something in the downstairs basement. I went downstairs to go look around and ended up losing my lucidity. I grabbed a wooden staff and saw that the backyard door was open and little kids who were supposed to be dead tried to break in. " Mom get up!!" I shouted than ran to lock the door but it wouldn't lock. The door was now half what it was.

I was pushed onto the floor by a little girl and dragged out.." Wow, that felt pretty real" I said thinking about how quick the situation escalated after my dumb decision. " Dont move!" shouted the girl than she started talking with the other kids. " I'll buy you anything you want! Just let me go!" I said lieing to them. They let me go and i walked back inside.

Next thing I recall was that I became lucid again and was with my brothers. I was in the living room thinking about how i didn't want to be in the dream but how it sucked that i was trying not to be an anxious person but felt anxious again. Than I was pulled by someone into my room where i saw a picture of a baby girl.I was told that it was to remind me of my birth. I felt somewhat emotional than decided to leave the room.

After that I recall asking a guy why there was a kid in the bathtub. He said because you have to say goodbye to them so they can leave". I shrugged it off than the scene shifted and I was viewing two cats wearing winter hats dig a hole with their fast feet. Than it changed into a app where I could view cartoon cat videos. I was watching one than it changed into something else that i forgot.

Downstairs

I was told that there was something downstairs again but I don't recall much. I remember looking in the dark though.

Notes:At first It was hard to sleep. So I ended up falling asleep at 3 am. Had some anxiety so hopefully tonight will be better.

Still hard to breath when sleeping on my back.

I am a very young vampire, my sire, my creator, il a dignified, older italian gentleman with salt and pepper hairs and a tan, rough skin. His wrinkles show that he laughs more that he frown, and I care about him and my vampire siblings. He is hurt, and has to rest on his bed. We're all around him, and I'm laying on the top of the blankets next to him, very upset.
Later, my siblings and I are trying to save people from a arranged wedding that xas initialy supposed to take place between one of my companion and me. We both dress up before entering the room, his tuxedo is classical black and white with a white bowtie, my dress is very traditional and covers me neck to toes. We get in and walk to the platform where the future husband and wife are waiting. Her dress is far more pretty than mine, and I jocke about it with my companion while pulling the man to his feet. I tell him to run and he rush out, like everyone else including me. I'm separated from the other and I try to escape my pursuers by running through a gigantic house full of strange interconnected rooms. the more persistant is closing on me; he looks a lot like my sir and it's making me slow down. He his a agent of a mysterious Queen. He tells me that I run so fast that I'm off limits. I spits in his face as he throws a spell at me, a blue light that burns my flesh to ash. I look to my left hand and see it turning into ash and fall appart before waking up.

I was at Nates cabin and it was by a river but the river was much closer then it had been the last time I had been there. It was rationalized and explained away as the way rivers change but that dosnt really make sense. Nate was laying on his bed sipping from a tiny glass of wine and talking to Graham on the phone with face-time. There were a couple other kids there and Nate said he hadn't brought anything and I said I had brought something. I went exploring again and even walked out into a side stream of the river to an island and on my way back I noticed all the reeds under water that were groping at my feet, very dangerous.

Dream 2: it involved rivers again and traveling through them but I cant really remember other then there were girls

One:

I found myself lucid, but it was a bit unstable. I was rubbing my hands together to try to stabilize it, and I noticed my surroundings becoming more vivid... but I also noticed as I walked along the grass, I couldn't feel anything touching my feet, so I tried to focus on different sensations. Then I thought it would be fun to jump up into the sky and face downwards as I did it, instead of upwards like I usually do. It was pretty friggin terrifying seeing the ground fall away like that. The instability cut the dream short though.

Two:

I was in the car with my grandma and someone else, and it was raining. She was driving, and we raced over a bridge... she was going like 70 mph in heavy traffic and I was all GRANDMA SLOW DOWN JESUS. We were driving over a bridge when the traffic came to a gridlock, and the weather was getting worse.

Instead of sitting in traffic, we pulled into a Walgreens parking lot and went inside. I remember seeing weird decorations for holidays that didn't exist, and I was browsing the candy aisle. When we neared the register, we saw a bunch of customers standing around looking agitated. Apparently the employees locked us all in the store because the weather was so bad we couldn't leave, so we all just sort of sat around. There were a couple customers that kind of freaked me out, like I was afraid they were gonna shoot up the place or something.

Three:

This may have been a continuation of the last dream, but I can't recall how it began. I became lucid somehow, and I thought something like "Oh I remember I was jumping up in the sky and stuff earlier!" I stood out on a grassy area next to a lake and attempted to summon up Seru, but it didn't work. So I tried shooting off a Kamehameha, which also didn't work. I tried going Super Saiyan, but only managed to stand there screaming looking like a dumbass. At that point I was pretty pissed over my lack of dream control, and I thought "There's one thing I can ALWAYS do, and it's not fair..." so I reached up and swiped my finger along the sky, and I could move the clouds around and create star trails. The clouds flew by pretty fast, and it made me feel a little better about failing at the other shit.

I looked off across the lake and THOUGHT I saw Seru, it was like his silhouette or something. So I focused on this strange-looking tree trunk on the other side of the lake and jumped up... but instead of flying I fell like a stone right in the water. It kind of pissed me off... but I could breathe underwater apparently, so I swam to the other side of the lake and crawled out.

Seru was not there at all. Instead I was standing in some sort of ruins, like the ruins of some kind of shrine. There were statues of him in different sizes, some pristine and some broken and worn. I sprinted through the ruins, grabbing a few of the smaller statues, thinking they might have some kind of purpose, but... I still couldn't find him. You'd think he'd be hanging out in a shrine dedicated to himself, that seems right up his alley with his damn ego and all. But nooooo. I woke up before I made it through the entire shrine. He'll be getting an earful over that next time.

Dream 1:ish
I'm walking in someone's backyard in a garden along a stone path. It's a party run by Bill Cosby. As I walk down the path made of individual stepping stones I feel that they are very hot and have to walk briskly so I don't burn the soles of my feet.

In an old villa, there is an exhibit on show that describes the haunted history of the place. I see old grey pictures on displays, a door is presented as a part of a haunted house, it's white and sepia from dirt. Getting too close to it is not a good idea.

Dream 2
I'm in a house on the second floor. Train tracks run through the house, the far wall is almost gone and I can see the cool blue summer sky at night. I run to put something onto the tracks and as I do I see a train rumbling down. I try to place the object (a ceramic key, perhaps?) so it stays on the rail and then run for it. The train swooshes by crushing the object. I do this again with another object as well. It's rewarding and therapeutic.

I'm with an older guy, like a dad. He looks like Jefferson D'Arcy from Married with Children. This is his kids room. I see Marcy D'Arcy as well. As they leave the son, a kid who's like 14, hands me a bong and wants to play video games. I reluctantly carry the bong around as he gathers some games to play. I leave the bong on the floor as I gather some stuff on the ground. I follow the kid down to his room that's now to the right.

His parent's come back and as they enter the room from the hallway the kid asks me about the bong. I realize that I left it on the floor in the other room. I try to walk out past the parents and to the bong. I pick it up and try to hide it by carrying it behind me at an angle. The parents come and ask me why I'm standing so oddly. Defeated I show them the bong. They are shocked and I immediately take the blame, saying that it's mine. I don't want the young kid to get in trouble and it's my fault they saw it as I left it so carelessly. I tell them I'm about to throw it out as I don't do that stuff anymore.

I plan to go outside and hide it so the kid can pick it up later. The dad follows me and offers to show me a place I can throw it out. I insist that I don't need any help and I find it really annoying that he is following me so very closely to ensure that the bong gets thrown out. I walk somewhere toward the kid's room and now it's dark and shadowing and jazz musicians are playing in the back-lit shadows.

Dream 3
Phasing straight from the previous dream, I'm outside in a concrete city suburb. Large daunting concrete apartments rise from around, a few trees in concrete planters. I walk up to a skate park, I see concrete skate ramps covered in tags. Can I put mine there somewhere? There's no good places, I lack the courage anyhow.

Dream 4
I'm walking down a gravel path down the forest by my house. It's a very sunny autumn day. I find a place by the rocks to crouch and drink a beer. (???) I'm supposed to meet a woman soon, I'm somehow Skyping with her. She is a hardcore, tough as nails kind of person that reminds me of a friend of mine.

I walk down the path and see ice slicks in the yards. I walk down one, it's the yard of an old woman, she has a little frozen gnome statue. I slip and fall on the ice.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Bike trouble
I've parked my omafiets (bicycle) in front of a pharmacy called Etos. I'm inside, buying some things. I take a bit longer than necessary, but I am out again within 5 minutes. I go back to my bike and notice that my chainlock has been cut, as well as my bikechain and my handbrake (an omafiets doesn't have handbrakes). Fuck. This is really shitty. I mean my bike is still here, but I can't use it now. I see a guy closeby get into the driver's seat of a car. The way he looks at me makes me suspect him, but I can't prove anything. I come up with a quick plan: I go back into the pharmacy and keep an eye on my bike through the window, though I make it look like I'm just shopping. I hope that someone will try to steal my bike and I can catch that person in the act. My plan ends up a bust.

I'm back in my student home. At least 1 guy is moving out. My focus point is still the fact that my bike is messed up. I don't wanna buy a new one; that's expensive! I can check FB to see if someone is selling bicycle parts. Still, it's real shit.
More happened at the house, but I can't really remember. This was a shitty dream for me cause of the bike.

Not sure if it's at this point or later, but I have a false awakening somewhere in the evening.

Dream 2: Jungle
I'm walking into a jungle with.. my girlfriend I guess. We would like for a place where we could be alone. So far no luck. This jungle is in the Netherlands. Ah look a mountain, or a hill I guess. It's probably the [insert name of existing hill that I forgot] in Hilversum. Maybe there is a volcano too. No wait, we don't have volcanoes in the Netherlands. We keep walking and regularly see a few people. Eventually we're in a room full of people and a small party is going on.

I'm no longer with my girlfriend but with my female cousin, who is about 14 years old. A guy sneakily grabs her ass. She doesn't resist it. It pisses me off. I'm at a table where it's self service to get a drink. I take a plastic see-through cup, but it's been used already. Another one. Same story, except this one is still half full. I guess this whole stack is dirty. I manage to find one that is clean and pour myself a drink, I think a transparent one. I consider my options to fight the guy who touched my cousin's ass. Can I handle him with my knee's current condition? I decide to throw the little bit of liquid that's still in my cup at his face and then leave with my cousin. She walks ahead of me through a number of almost empty rooms. I keep up the pace a little bit, just in case the guy does decide to come after me. In the end I see a dragonball animation. Vegeta is coming after me. I quickly deduce that it's not the official one though, because the quality of the drawing/animation is really low

For those who don't know: the Netherlands definitely doesn't have a jungle (unless you count all the weed).

Dream 3: Good vs. Evil
The location I'm at feels difficult to describe. It is outside, a sort of camp / community, a bit like how there are Gypsy camps I suppose. It's in the middle of nowhere it seems. It's daytime and I'm having fun with my group of best friends. We're going about exploring. One rule that applies here is that you can't mix a good colour (orange I think) with a bad/evil colour (purple). This even goes when you buy candy. There's a woman who sells really delicious stuff. She's sitting behind a glass window, sort of like some ticket sellers, but in a small caravan-ish construction. You can bring your candy to her, or she uses her own, and she will give you a sort of deep-fried candy or a macaroon. I go there multiple times. Even when buying this candy the rule applies that you shouldn't have good and evil mixed together. I pay the woman with what looks like Indonesian Rupiah's, but is just a bit different. The very last time I buy something from her I suddenly have to pay an extraordinary amount. Apparently this is due to the receipt roll having run out. I look on my receipt and see that I have to pay for the new receipt roll. What the hell? So if you're unlucky you suddenly have to pay a shitload? I'm not sure if she doesn't get that this doesn't make sense or if she is scamming me. I end up not protesting. I go towards my friends. I have my candy in the left pocket of my hoodie. I pull out an orange one and a bit later a purple one. My friend mentions that I can't do that. I tell him it's ok and that I have separated them: 1 colour in the left pocket, 1 colour in the right. It's a lie. On the ground is a circle (perhaps 1 m² big). It's moving (anti)clockwise. There are some brown (ground colour) stones in there which have differing heights from the ground (just a few cm's). It's a natural occurrence and the only place where you'll find orange and purple mixed. There are some orange spots and some purple spots. The kids are having fun playing a ridiculously dangerous game with it. Hit an orange spot with your foot and nothing happens. Hit a purple one and you slowly turn into stone, extremely slowly, starting from the foot you touched the spot with.

I'm on a market. There's a guy who looks like he is in his 30s - 40s. He looks like the mercenary kind of type. I can't recall the context, but he wants a teenage looking kid to join him on a mission. He is pissed off at the kid, shoves some weapons into his hands and they're on their way. He tells the kid he adjusted a shotgun specially for him, cause he is left-handed. He gave him a knife and possibly a handgun as well. I start to wonder why the kid doesn't just shoot the guy. They go to the camp. One of my friends has hit a purple spot. I panic, but can still think somewhat straight. We have to amputate his big toe, because that's starting to turn into stone. Knife! Where is the knife? Come on people! We need to save his life. Too late, the process has already started to spread to his whole foot. Too difficult to cut with a knife. Ok just blast the whole foot off with the shotgun! I pull the trigger. Nothing. Perhaps 3 more times. Still nothing. Fuck!

Somewhere something got switched and it's now my 1 year old cousin whose foot is turning to stone. My mom calmly bathes him, washing his foot. It helps. Wow!

Somehow it feels related to this dream. I am in my mom's kitchen. On top of the fridge is a light green bucket with big ass knives and what not. I take the butcher's knife. We can use this to cut off the toe. But since it's not real and we don't really wanna do it (just for the camera), we have to be careful.

Dream 4: Early vodka
It's still morning. I'm joining my friends at the table. They're playing a drinking game with vodka already. This is gonna be a hell of a day... Within a few moments of me sitting down I've already downed 2 entire glasses of vodka. The game turns into a video game. The outcome of the video game decides who has to drink and how much. I get a call from a guy I used to be friends with, but haven't spoken to in a long time. I can't recall the conversation anymore, but it was definitely friendly.

I have another false awakening in which I note down some keywords about what I have dreamed so far.

Dream 5: Storror
There are a couple of guys in a warehouse making a bunch of noise and having fun. I hear a couple of their names. Callum.. Sascha.. It's Storror, a British freerunning group. A cop comes out and wants to have a word with them over the noise they're making. Someone has complained. They're considering running away, but their names are already known, so what's the point? One of them goes to talk to the officer. The officer is suspicious of the pimped out car that one of them owns. He explains that he makes quite a bit of money of freerunning, so he can afford it.

Non-Lucid

I'm in the living room sitting next to my mother and my father on a couch 90' in front of us.


I'm pissed and expressing this because during the dream I realize that my father is not my father who is Terence Mckenna. (Terence Mckenna I look up to as a father figure during age 16-20)
Thoughts come up lke, Who is this man? My father is on work-vacation this guy can't be here.
Then my anger gets suddenly directed towards my mother; "If that's not my father, that guy there is ur secret lover!"
"But Terence Mckenna is dead since 2000. That means this guy has pretended to be my father for almost all my life!"
I become more angry at my mother bc her response is not of a real person either. I think subconsciously all this was realizing that these figures in my dreams are not real.
My mother goes on saying, he'll prove that he is real by drinking a glas of whiskey.
"Yeah right? How's that gonna prove anything" He then proceeds to say to break a glass. I'm like, fuk no, give me that glass I will break it. I can't break a coffee glass. I take a little weaker glass and I break it, hardly. I am semi-satisfied. But still kinda pissed at this whole situation and I walk out the door. My mother and father both looking very busy.
I am curious what these programs are doing now. I re-open the door.
In this split-second their whole demeanour has changed. Their faces both look extremely intently at me. They stare at me with eyes of excited exticipation. They show no further sighns of sentience or anything. It's so creepy that I wake up.

I find myself lucid upon re-entry to dreaming. The LD is not so interesting.

Lucid

Total time in lucidity; ~45 minutes.
Recall about a minute's worth..

I'm in my home and I am lucid, Yet, I can't do much dream control. I smash some windows by throwing things. During all this I wake up. I think I really woke up once, then I was like, nah, i'm going back in this LD, and I did, then I had false awakenings, I'm still in my home, during this I throw things at windows because I Believe i'm in a LD. I feel kind of guilty because now I've really thrown shit broken.I remember what someone said on my FB dreaming group about being unsure if ur dreaming or not. How that can be awkward. I see that now, the window is broken. I do a breathing reality check later.
I'm more naturally lucid later and find myself outside;
It starts out angry and excited. It's been months since i've been lucid in dreams. I've feel really trapped in materialism. I am excited to be free. I am frustrated that I am not able to exert basic dream control. I'm still stuck in the laws of the physical dream. I smash a lot of glass at home. I make it the roof and all. There seems to be no people. I don't want to be in my home-town. I remember clearly that I wanted to go to BakingNomad's Appartment. I try closing my eyes and when I open them, I'm there. I've tried a few methods. I got so pissed that I'm still in my home-town that I used that energy to lunge myself into the ground and go underground. This works, but underground is still very similar to my home-town. (there's a sky and houses, just a slightly different scenery) I remember just before waking up that I should use a mirror and this would probably work. That's a good schema. I instead remember BakingNomad's initial guide in the RPG. I stop and do nothing. I breathe. I enjoy the dream. This is the calmest, most serene and probably the most enjoyable moment of the dream, albeit short. Clarity and vividness of the dream increases. There was some object moving around my hands? Yet, I am still manic , I find it difficult to stay put. I probably move around.

Stood in a large hall, there were lots of brand new red four wheel drive vehicles around. It was announced that because of the expense of posting the company was going to give us a vwhicle each and we could deliver the post ourselves. I sat in mine, it was an old land rover, and was excited startng it up becasue it was an old vintage vehicle and felt really old.
I drove it home and parked it in front of our my childhood home.
I went inside it was lunchtime, then noticed the land rover had gone missing. I was looking for my father. Now the inside of our house had become2 large canteens there were lts of people getting lunch. I couldn't find my father. Everything had suddenly become miltary. I had missed lunch and the canteen staff were packing away.
I found my father outside he had taken the vehicle on army manoevres and wasn't sure if I was actually allowed to drive it. He explained everything to me.
I went for a walk and on coming back I wondered where everyone was as there was no-one around. I was told they were in another building nearby. I went in and there was a murder mystery happening and a dead body on the floor.
I went outside again, it was even more military now and I was in the army. I talked to some army personnel. More vehicles were coming back from manoevres. It was evening and I was walking back to barracks and thought that I had always wanted to be in the army and was quite excited.

*I was at Uncle joeys apartment talking to him as he was washing dishes. It seemed to be his day off and he was relaxing and we were having a good conversation.

In waking life I really don't know my uncle too well so dreaming about him like this is interesting. In the other rooms at the apartment there were guests that spoke a European language.

I asked my uncle who are these people, he replied that they were his friends. I also asked him where his wife was and she was in the back room with the guest. I observed his apartment and it seem to be very nice cozy and peaceful.

*I showed my girlfriend in Argentine in love song and she commented that she did not like it.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Nearly finished the SSILD cycles properly but I didn't quite get it down. I reckon eating a banana actually does help. I went to bed super fast for once and slept like a brick. I went to bed at 10:20 and woke up at 10:40 the next day

Dream 1 - End of the World
It's pretty much global warming induced world demise. I'm somehow related to an organization that is making super-massive ships to cruise around on as the sea-level continues to rise. Not everyone is on-board with the idea but the first ship is really successful. By the time we've made 3 (after a couple years I think) we get the support of the world. We make 1 more before it's too late I think. Obviously a lot of people weren't able to get on the boats and the similarity in my head is close to the anime 'Suisei no Gargantia', and the people on the ships are the 'superior' humans while the others will have to survive some other way. The dream has a tangent and kind of begins the more internal affairs of the ships. There's testing going on in some laboratories to help evolve humans to cope with the changing world. Failed products are ejected in pods. One such failure was an 'alien' like creature from the movie (Aliens Vs. Predators). They somehow invaded some of the ships and evolved, massacring so many people. I think I run around for a while in a mock-chase as if testing what it would be like. But I have some level of dream control and my mind rejects the idea of the invasion and prevents the dream turning into a nightmare. Now I seem to be the only one left on the ship and I'm in a section where the area is identical to my parents living room (lounge). The aliens can't get me for unknown reasons (because my brain doesn't want them to ). My cats are here, Holly and Sooty (they both passed away last summer so it was really nice to see them again in a way). It's supposedly my first time sleeping alone on the ship, I sit in the centre of the lounge near where my cat Holly is lying down and start cuddling up to her. She gets up and then sits down and starts purring and cuddling up to me too . Sooty is somewhat in the background (she's not a very affectionate cat).

Dream 2 - Attack of the Hobo
I'm at my parents house in the family room, I don't recall what I was doing prior to this incident but there's someone else in the dream who I was interacting with. It's night time and I'm inside, I glance outside and look down from the deck. I spot a hobo. He seems somewhat familiar and I instantly decide to confront him to shoo him from our property. I step outside and start going down the steps, I yell out "Oi what f*ck are you doing?!". He gets all startled and grabs a 2-handed pickax that I had left lying on the ground and hurls it towards me! It spins through the air but is too far to the left and misses. Crazy bastard. He seems to have escaped too. I run down the steps and clean up the mess a bit and put away the tools from gardening (there were weeds attached to everything which took a while to shake off). I put the garden gear to the side as a preventative against garden-gear-hurling-hobos

Dream 3 - Party in the Hood
I'm in a pretty rundown neighbourhood. Mikayla doesn't have many friends, so I decide to befriend her and help her fit in with the crowd I hand with. I think I'm now at her house? There's a table with lots of grandmas at it, all just sitting round talking. They pry into our relationship and ask if I'm her boyfriend, for some reason I can't deny it because we had gone on a date but we weren't interested in having a relationship like that. The main reason we had gone on a date wasn't out of interest or something, but honestly the dream logic was just weird O_O. I drop my phone and it goes under the table, the grannies all try to get their legs in my way in order to get me to tough them which I manage to avoid (phew). The dream scene changes and now we're having a party with my black friends whom are siblings, there aren't many people here though. In fact, it's pretty much just family members on the sidelines while the the siblings (a fat older brother and skinny younger sister) are dancing in the middle of the room. The vibe of the party is still good though . Next the dream scene changes again and we're on the bleachers in a gym. My parents are sitting behind me, Mikayla is somewhere to the right, and the siblings are also somewhere nearby. There are other seats set up too which are mostly filled, some music comes on and these two black siblings (one was a guy that was quite bulky and the other was a slim slightly younger girl) started dancing in sync. I whisper over to my sibling friends that they're being challenged. He and his sister get up and go down there and talk to the guy, shakes hands with him and says something along the lines of having a dance-off. He does it in a really friendly manner too. The other guy responds by pulling him close during the handshake and whispering in his ear, I can see from my friends expression that he had been insulted. They start dancing off, everyone is in sync and my friends seem to be doing a bit better. I'm pretty amazed by it all because it's all so cool-looking, I'm surprised that they even know the dance moves that they're all supposed to do because the song was randomly chosen.

Dream 4 - My Professor is a Fossil
I've signed up for an optional field trip given by my professors that is open for the public and not actually uni-related. My professor Ewan is directing it and he looks super old. I'm surprised he can even walk. At my uni he's a renowned fossil expert so I think it's funny how he's almost like a fossil himself (he looks a lot younger in real life). I'm trying to listen to him explain whats going to happen but I can't quite hear because my parents are yapping away next to me about getting home on time to watch some TV show called 'Boss' or something. I notice that Ewan said something and some of the people around had stood up. My dad then shouts "My son is too! Stand up son!". Oh my f*cking god on cue, everyone just looks at me and I have this intense embarrassment and annoyance because he was the reason I couldn't hear and then he does this... The pain.