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Became lucid later on in the night when I felt some really strong vibes. I have been planning on calling on the greatest dream buddy on DV Xanous, since I was taking Galantamine for the first time. I was a little apprehended about taking it for the first time, but Xanous did a great job in educating me on how to take it. Well, it worked! I got lucid and I called on Xanous loudly and he appeared (a little blurry, but I knew deep in my heart it was him) with two of his cute little children. He was holding the hands of a little girl and a little boy. He was smiling that gorgeous Xanous smile of his and talking words of wisdom at the same time, but I couldn't remember what he said (damn it!). This was the first time that I was sure that my dream buddy Xanous actually appeared when I called him! Beyond content!

Always humble, always thankful. Love you Xanous!

First dream

I was in school, waiting for classes to begin. There were other classmates waiting too. Some parts of this I seen from different perspectives. I was wearing an ugly gray shirt abd black trousers. A girl from class told me "This ugly shirt looks bad as a part of your image." Everybody started laughing, including myself. I replied "Everythinhg does!"

Second dream

Demons wanted to free an ancient god, to wreac havoc and destruction. To do this they had to take a crown of some wizard-king, and use it's power. I tried to reach it first, running through demon ridden drawbridges. When I finally got it, the ancient god wanted to tell me story of the crown.

Date Not Specified

I was the assistant of a silver haired Samurai man that I will name Jefferson Ryuzaki. Ryuzaki resided in the backrooms of the housekeeping laundry room at Snow Mountain. Now Ryuzaki was an esteemed business man and a single father of twins (one boy and one girl). Unfortunately for Ryuzaki (and everyone else who had the displeasure of knowing them) the twins were less than obedient. In fact, they were complete sociopaths! The girl’s name was Kanne Ryuzaki (a name I give here due to her resemblance to the anime character Kanne from “Inu Yasha”). Kanne had her father’s silver hair and I think she had his eyes. Her hair was down to her ankles, she was quiet and very intelligent. She spend her day inventing torture devices and Rube Goldberg machines that she would use to harm others. I don’t remember much about meeting Kanne but I do remember that she creeped me out. She always wore this pensive look and she spent her day plotting. Her brother, Ronmaru, was not there with her at this time.

I ended up walking down a vast hallway alongside Ryuzaki. The hallway was extremely wide with rows of stone pillars on each side. It was like something of a palace. Ryuzaki was wearing a light blue samurai attire and I think his sheathed sword was visible. Despite his silver hair he was clearly a younger gentlemen (probably early to mid 30s). Ryuzaki and I came upon an open chamber that was probably at least 30 feet across with a very high ceiling. On either side of the chamber was a square hole that led to God knows where. I first examined the hole on the right side. There was a ladder that fed into it from a hole directly above. There was a waterfall that was flowing down the ladder from the hole above to the hole below. Next to the ladder was tour guide who told us that the waterfall was called “Kansas Falls” and that we could ride tubes down it into the hole below. Ryuzaki and I both noted this before continuing on because apparently it was the only way we would get to where we needed to go.

At the other end of the chamber was a road. At this point we were driving though I do not remember getting into a car. In the car Ryuzaki’s stern demeanor began to deteriorate as he began to go on about his children. I believe that he did love them but he did not know what to do with them. He knew as well as I did that they were capable of causing great harm to people and he could do nothing to stop them it seemed. The twins were so disrespectful towards him that it made him very angry. He began to rant about them to the point of raising his voice going so far to admit that he came close to striking his son, Ronmaru. This was very out of character for him.

At some point we turned around and were no longer in a car but back in the chamber. I took a glimpse inside the hole on the other side of the chamber which was filled with black liquid. Inside I saw the face of what appeared to be the adult version of Ronmaru Ryuzaki. He had a very insane looking grin and spoke to me. I do not remember what he said. He began to rise out of the hole revealing that the adult head was actually a growth protruding out of the right eye of thirteen year old Ronmaru. I do not remember what happened before a party suddenly happened at that spot. A formal get together to which the Ryuzakis were invited. Those who attended appeared to be anime characters (like the Ryuzaki family) and everyone was eating cake. The twins were just as pensive and creepy as they always were and here is where I got a good look at both of them. Kanne was definitely the quieter and more cunning of the two. Her MO was to plan in secret use whatever invention she had created to cause pain to people. Kanne wore a long grey sleeveless dress that matched her silver hair. She really did resemble her father unlike her brother. Ronmaru, who no longer had the growth, was dressed in all black wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts with spikey hair. He was the rowdier of the two. He clearly did not possess the same level of intelligence and tact that her sister possessed but he was still quite dangerous. Together those two were capable of hurting a lot of people. Those two were planning something for the people at that party but I never did have the chance to figure out what.

One:

I was tied up on a chair in a large room. In the center was a big steel door on the floor, and there were people in robes standing all around it. They all stood there as the door on the floor slid open and a woman tied to an altar rose out of the hole. Just as that happened, I went lucid. Instead of untying myself, I decided to sit there and let it play out, just to see what kind of story I could play along with.

They left the woman on the altar and started to come at me, so I willed the rope untied and jumped up. They were all super surprised and WTF. An alarm rang and people were running everywhere, and I shot through the window out into the sky. In the sky there were lots of jets and people with jetpacks flying around, and I realized it was some kind of war. People were fighting each other. The guys in the building were the bad guys, so I joined up with the good guys and flew around watching the action. I noticed the building I came from was getting bombed, it was a giant complex, and soon there was a massive hole that took out a whole floor.

As I watched, an older lady flew up next to me, prepared to fight. So I tried to shoot off a Kamehameha, but it just fizzled. God, why can't I ever get DBZ stuff to work? Bleh... well, as soon as I attempted that, she started saying THE WORD, and I knew she was about to fire off her own Kamehameha. Just as it shot out of her hands, I freaked out thinking if I got hit, I would wake up, so I threw my arms forward and desperately tried again, AND IT WORKED. Mine met hers and overpowered it, and I destroyed her.

After that, I willed my clothes to be like the robes the guys in the complex were wearing, and went inside to try to save that woman. It was a lot of fun sneaking around like a spy. I was able to find her, but some other guys saw us and chased after us. We took a detour into a small hallway with a long booth, and sat down on the booth waiting for them to pass. But then I woke up.

Two:

A really strange dream where I was in the car with Cory and we were driving around a roundabout over and over without exiting it. I was holding a mechanical pencil and the shifting car caused me to stab myself in the right upper arm. It hurt like a bitch, and the stick of lead was stuck in me. I grabbed it to pull it out, but it was super long and started freaking me out. Once I pulled it out, I saw there was more in there, and eventually I was squeezing my arm trying to pop the other sticks of lead out. It was pretty freaky.

Three:

Another lucid dream. I was standing out in a grassy field. Off in the distance was the treeline of a forest, and there was a barn. I walked along in the field, kind of amazed at how vivid this dream was. The grass was super super green, and I was barefoot and it felt nice. I kept walking along, not really wanting to do much but enjoy it, because sometimes it's fun to just relax.

As I continued along, I wondered about summoning up Seru, so I attempted it. I tried a trick I read about on here where you reach your hand behind you and they grab on to it. Didn't work. Just as I was about to give up, he walked out of the forest onto the field, but there was something off about him. Only after he moved closer did I realize it wasn't actually Seru, it was just some random DC that looked like him, and he looked SUPER PISSED OFF. He just kind of loomed over me giving me this terrifying look, and then he took off quickly. I tried to follow him to see WTF was going on but he was too quick for me.

7 October 2015

“Fuck me” I (probably) thought as I cleaned up the post-tempestuous mess that was once the school dance. Sam and Tucker (from Danny Phantom) were there with me helping me clean everything up. It really was a disaster. The banner that once hung high above the stage in the school gym now hung in tatters, All of the decoration were strewn about and somehow, I do not remember how, there was a big gaping hole in the ceiling and it was all my fault! I do not remember how it was my fault but it was. The principal had tasked me, Tucker, and Sam with cleaning up this whole thing as I guess they were involved too.

There is not much that happened here aside from typical young adult banter. The events immediately thereafter are lost in memory. Next thing I remember I was on a field trip into the jungle with my friends. I remember specific people there such as Pteresa from My Life as a Teenage Robot, Sam and Tucker and then there were The Wild Thornberries who were leading this field trip. We stopped just outside of the jungle and again most of the events are lost. All I can tell you is that something went wrong, horribly wrong. We were no longer on a field trip we were now on a mission. We were tasked with journeying through the nine circles of Hell. I do not remember why but there was something that we needed to do. So there we were on the most memorable field trip of our lives.

We started off in what must have been Limbo. We were traveling in a line on a narrow path. Some of us, myself included, were on bikes. I was in the back of the group with Debbie, Elisa, and one third woman whom I will name Carrie. Carrie was a heavy set woman with brown hair. We were sort of the screw up group as we kept stumbling on our bikes. I ended up losing mine when I rode into a swamp. I think the three girls I was with ditched their bikes so that they could hang with me. I knew that the rest of the group saw us as little more than a liability especially Pteresa. From what I can remember much of hell did not resemble what I’ve read in “Dante’s Inferno” at all. It was all mostly a cross between The River Styx and The Forest of Suicide. At some point we came across a temple that I had stumbled upon in a previous dream. Had I been through Hell before?

After that we ended up at the ninth circle. The Circle of Treachery. It was not a big frozen lake like in the poem though. It was just like it was at the beginning. A big swamp forest type deal. Funny thing is, I don’t remember what it was that we did. I just remember being done and wondering how we were going to get out of there. I think someone was able to call in an airship to fly us out of Hell which led me to wonder why the fuck we didn’t use that ship to fly into Hell in the first place. Once we were out I had flashbacks of going through there. I specifically remembered going through the Malebolge Pits. Were in the second bolgia where the sinners guilty of flattery were being punished. I remember the look of horror on Pteresa’s face as she watched flatterers being forced to wallow in human shit. I could tell by the horrified expression on her face that it truly was a traumatic sight for her. It was traumatic for all of us.

I knew that we would never be the same. This journey changed our lives forever. I wondered how this would affect us long term. I did not remember seeing any sinners being tortured but I knew that we had seen them and that none of us would ever be the same again. Although there was some good to come out of this journey. Elisa, Debbie, Carrie, and I grew closer on this trip and I knew that our friendship would not be ending anytime soon. It was not a good experience but it was a bonding experience nonetheless and I was grateful for that much.

I had a weird lucid. I remember asking my mom if she really loved me. She replied with an unenthusiastic yes. And I thought Hmm she wouldn't reply like that in real life. I remember waking up, not sure if it was a false awakening but it probably was, seeing how I eased back in so quickly. And in the lucid I asked the dream who I love the most. The dream replied, Your parents. I woke up soon after. This was a strange one, I remember actually being able to feel and taste.



Tell me if you've ever had any weird lucid or non lucid dreams. Also I wasn't even doing reality checks or trying to lucid dream when this happened.

Morning of October 7, 2015. Wednesday.



I am in the living room in Cubitis, seated at a large wooden table in the southwest corner. My computer is set up in a similar way as with my desk in real life. My wife Zsuzsanna and our children also live here (though in real life, they have never been to America), thus my dream self is at least partly aware of my current conscious self identity. It seems to be morning.

Our pet chicken (fictional, though my father raised chickens in Cubitis until we moved in 1978) is sitting on the table to the left of my computer keyboard. It seems to be an Araucana or Ameraucana hen. My sense of touch is enhanced. I vividly feel weight and motion as I try to make sure that the hen does not hurt herself by quickly jumping or flapping her wings.

Our black-and-white cat (Franco) eventually emerges from the hallway. He jumps up on the table and bites into the back of the hen. This alarms me because I know he will probably kill it. I try to push him back and I whack my hand over the animals, but our chicken is taken to the floor by our cat.

I get the odd impression that I may have accidentally detached either the hen’s head or the cat’s in an attempt to separate them, or possibly both are severely injured. I am not sure what to do, as our two pets may both be lost. I get the impression that a griffin will be the result of this situation though possibly weak until fed, as it is lying on its side, looking a bit fatigued.

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What does it mean to dream of a griffin? At the core level, a griffin is a flight symbol. A flight symbol is rendered in a dream in subliminal anticipation of the hypnopompic waking start. Additionally, a griffin is a mix of unrelated animals, which is likely to be a unique precursor factor of the coalescence of the preconscious and emergent consciousness.

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Some of my other dreams that feature griffins (links): (1) Griffin vs. Grandfather Clock, (2) R Brand, (3) Malfunctioning Griffin Game, (4) The Temple and the Tomb

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Morning of October 7, 2015. Wednesday.



Walking in an unknown town, my wife Zsuzsanna and I go into an unfamiliar grocery store. The store’s entrance is directly adjacent to the public sidewalk and city street. Firstly, I am looking at jars of pickles that I contemplate buying for Zsuzsanna. The lid somehow comes off one jar when I tip it to try to find the label. There does not seem to be one and I get the impression it is from an individual who sells wholesale to the store. Two pickles fall to the floor. I consider buying the jar out of a vague sense of responsibility to the store owner, as no one else would buy the jar if they knew, but I instead put the pickles back and pretend that nothing happened. Instead of a shelf, the large pickle jars, about five of them, are in a wooden display as in the vegetables section. Each pickle is about as high as the jar, about five to a jar, arranged vertically.

I start pushing a shopping cart through the aisles of the store. An unknown girl who works there is standing in one aisle, the last aisle on one side of the store and the most distant from the entrance. We talk for a short time as I soon realize that instead of shelves, the sides of the aisle feature random pieces of plywood nailed up, all similar in size, some yellowish and some white, at least one piece looking like it was borrowed from a sign. Looking around, I do not see any shelves or areas with any food and become annoyed.

Zsuzsanna and I leave the store without buying anything. A few unfamiliar people, seemingly homeless, start following us. They are friendly but somewhat sickly looking. A female of perhaps fifty asks me if I can help her. I put my hand near her forehead, though not touching it, moving my hand about as if to “detect” anything that might be wrong with her.

She starts to faint, though I push her back so that she does not fall in my direction. After a short time, I tell her that she needs more Vitamin A. I tell her that she needs to start eating tomatoes to become healthier and fix whatever problems she may have. She seems very happy after I tell her this. A friendly cheerful male smiles upon hearing my suggestion and then adds to our conversation by talking about lentils, which is what he thought I had been talking about (rather than tomatoes). I am annoyed but I decide not to correct him as that might make him feel embarrassed by his inattentiveness. Zsuzsanna and I walk to a larger grocery store without them following us as I begin to wake.

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• Why jars of pickles? It seems to be phallic symbolism and a feature being in water is a real-time indicator of being asleep. I may be subliminally contemplating sexuality, which is otherwise inactive in this particular dream segment.
• Why do two pickles fall to the floor? Either superfluous redundancy or an association with two adult males living in our house; our oldest son and me.
• Where is the preconscious factor? I could not find it until I realized that looking at the jar of pickles made me think of Vlasic Pickles, and the mascot is a cartoon stork (flight symbol that “drops a baby from its beak”; subliminal anticipation of the hypnopompic mechanism)
• Why does the unfamiliar homeless female begin to faint? Because she is The Sleeper in this particular dream; a real-time indicator of being asleep.
• Why tomatoes? Tomatoes are associated with the color red and red represents waking priority. It is curious that my dream self (personified subconscious) subliminally initialized it rather than the preconscious.
• Why lentils? Lentils can look like the lens of the human eye, which is possibly a subliminal REM indicator.
• Why vitamin A? This may be a literal factor in the unfamiliar female being symbolic of Zsuzsanna, a possible precognitive thread of when Zsuzsanna is older and may need more vitamin A (though through normal food, not vitamin pills, which many consider dangerous).
• Is there any additional real influence? The unknown empty grocery store area with the plywood nailed up is based on the closure of a small local grocery store in August 2014. It had a similar unusual mood and there were areas of the store eventually blocked in a similar unlikely way while it was still open to the public. Also, Zsuzsanna remains on my left throughout this dream, the same orientation that we are in bed at the time.

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Date: October 7, 2015
Method: MILD, WBTB
Sleeptime: 10:00ish
WBTB: 5:00am stayed up around 10 minutes
Results:Lucid (x2) DEILD and a DILD

DILD
Realized I was dreaming and became lucid. I tried to concentrate on an experiment I have been working on, but instead a vision of bodies floating in the sea appeared. That vision scared me so I made myself wake up.

DEILD
Decided to try again since I was still 'tingling' and a vision of women at a beauty parlor appeared and they just looked at me (like I really needed my hair done...which I do ).

I concentrated on my experiment mission and instead a little boy appeared. He was adorable. He looked like he was about 5 or 6 years old in a baseball jacket and a baseball cap. He had no face at all (like if i was drawing him in a picture, I intentionally left out the eyes, nose, mouth, etc). I asked him what was wrong and he said, "My mommy will die before my daddy." I said, "What is your name?" He said, "Donnie." I said, "Donnie, do you want a hug?" He shook his head yes and ran into my arms. He held on to me for dear life. Let me tell you DV family, that hug felt as real as me typing these words on my computer. I immediately felt his sorrow and as I was hugging him the scene changed to this:

His mother told him to hide under the bed and don't make a sound no matter what he hears. The father came in and was beating the mother and said he was going to kill her. The mother's face never looked toward that bedroom and at least to me, she didn't seem like she wanted to make a sound. As if she knew if she yelled, the little body would come out from under that bed.

Yeah....I still have the goosebumps.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

I didn't have enough time to immediately write everything down, so last night's dreams are a little vague in my mind.

Dream 1

Spoiler for Adult dream:

I am on a bed which has white sheets. It's a pretty big bed, though I haven't looked around to see how big exactly it is. I am with a coworker: a guy with blond hair. There's also a girl, though I'm not sure who she was anymore. I feel like she is Indonesian. We've agreed on having a threesome. Sorry if you expected the full details, not gonna happen After a while I can tell the girl isn't feeling at ease due to my co-worker acting like an asshole, being somewhat psychologically abusive even. After the fact I talk with the girl to see if she is alright. In the mean time, my co-worker continues being an asshole and goes to talk to her mom. Even though I didn't see the girl's mom, I somehow know it was my girlfriend's mom... in the bedroom of my mom. Makes sense, right?

Dream 2
I'm in what looks like an operabuilding. I'm watching a movie, along with many other people. I recognise one of the actresses on screen, though I don't know her name.* There's a moment when I'm walking around, along with some other people. A break perhaps. Later the movie turns into something different... Spider-Man? Or something espionage related, I'm not too certain

*Had to look it up. Her name is Octavia Spencer.

Dream 3
I have an appointment with my physical therapist at 10:00, instead of my usual 11:00. I forgot though, so now it's already 10:30 and I'm still at home. Slight panic. I call my PT and a woman answers the phone. She tells me to just come.

I'm riding my bicycle on the way to my PT. It should take about 5 minutes but I have no idea how long I've been on the bicycle already. I have a timeless feeling. I also end up getting lost. I park my bike and continue to walk, but this isn't gonna be faster, is it? Maybe I should ask Google Maps for help. It's not a real nightmare, but it was definitely unpleasant.

Fragments
- I'm walking with 1 or 2 people. One of them resembles Obama. He makes a comment about my cousin, though I can't recall what it what.

- San, one of my best friends is attempting to open the lock on my bicycle, but he can't get it done. I help him out.

- I am home alone with San's mom.

By doing RCs, you're rehearsing for the dream world. Like any other rehearsal, for maximum effectiveness, you should imagine that it's really happening while you're rehearsing. That way you're more prepared when the time comes.

Wow, that was fast! Don't know if this count (didn't see my body) but here goes...
Got lucid last night and found myself floating above my bed facing the ceiling and I 'flipped' over to lay down next to my sleeping body but I didn't see it. I did see my husband on his side of the bed and my side of the bed was empty (but really messy, like the sheets and pillow was out of order???). Anyway, I attempted to squeeze in the middle of where I was 'suppose' to be and next to my husband. It worked for a hot second and then I somehow got sucked back into my body that I couldn't see and I woke up. But this was still so cool to attempt!

NON LUCID

*I walked to my car in a dark parking lot when I noticed an awesome PT Cruiser park next to mine. I thought wow this is much better then mine. When I got inside my car to drive away I noticed that all my parts were traded for new ones. I stearing wheel was for a BMW not a chrysler. I wondered where my old stearing wheel is and how I was going to put it back on.

*I was at an employment agency and the staffing was going over my resume saying to me you remember that time you worked in a trap house. (I never worked in a trap house lol) I was like yea those were hard times. lol

Joe Pfie and maybe Seth and one other kid and myself were all boating and we were about to get pulled by Joe and the other kid. Joe was on the end of the boat yelling at me and the other kid. The guy in the water with me grabbed the tube that had just surfaced and so did I. Joe was like "they both have it lets go" so they started towing us and Joe yelled at us to get to the left side of the boat and we did. some how we started passing the boat and I worried about the prop. I went through some reeds pretty fast actually and it was like there was a little stream that opened up into a little pool area surrounded by reeds. As I came around the corner Joe was stalking something in the far edge and I came in and disrupted the process. I saw a snake in the water under water and I told Joe who walked over it like it was nothing and the snake bit out at him and snagged a sock which Joe said. I was still on the tube the whole time

I remember being in a hospital or office building and I kept seeing this ghost women figure wasn't scary or nothing a bit eary though. At one point I saw her on the other side of a glass wall. She held out her hand and I saw a projection of what could have been an older me I could be wrong. The projection took her hand and started walking down the hall then disappeared. (I remember being told before this dream weeks ago, in a wierd way too I would go peacfully.)