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Went to bed at maybe 12:15, then fiddled around trying to find an alarm app for DEILD until I found a pretty decent one that you could change the length of the alarm and set it to turn off by itself. Then I proceeded to lie in bed waiting for sleepdom for roughly 3 hours. I fell asleep somewhere between 3-4 and woke up at 6:50ish. I then couldn't get back to sleep until 8ish and woke up at 9:10 I think. I had planned to get up earlier so I could actually fix my sleeping issue, since waking up earlier helps me sleep. I was too tired to wake up any earlier and my friend came over knocking his fist on my door so I couldn't go back to sleep anyways . My insomnia might be getting worse because of the approaching summer and intense heat we've had lately, along with the shorter nights (sun sets earlier and rises earlier).

Dream - Spec ops
I seem to be hopping from train to train at different points in the dream. Towards the end I was on a train with another guy, the trains weren't even really trains now that I think about it. It looked like a bullet train that was squashed dorso-ventrally, there were two seats which you had to lie down on your stomach to be in. I think I was some kind of spec ops unit operating on infiltrating something. The guy next to me was the actual driver of the train and he got a call from his boss and they said some name for the location which I forgot... Started with a 'P' and 'ong' in the name. I try to explain to the other that we're in a predicament, I show him there electronic dog tags that have the name on it and a little bit of history. They're some kind of organization that was going to kill us once they got the delivery to leave no witnesses. We arrive at the location (I think we went through some sort of train tunnel), which is in a desert looking area. We go 'inside' the train, and sit in the cockpit seats, it looks exactly likely the inside of a safari kind of jeep. In fact, it's almost like the whole vehicle turned into a safari jeep. I tell the other guy to leave the talking to me and step outside to talk to the an approaching man. He's wearing military gear with a rifle strapped around his shoulder. I try to act natural because I'm not actually supposed to be here. I kind of wake up after this in a haze and start becoming more conscious of the dream floating around in my head, thinking of different strategies to deal with the situation until I realize that I'm awake.

Randomly Annoying

I was taking out a dream character that made me feel bad.[I hate when this happens but it happens] Then the dream shifted to where i was observing my hands. I felt them squishy and like i could only feel the inner part of my hands. After that I was gonna go out the window but than the dream shifted.

At first I was on my bed but couldn't move. Than my eyes forcefully closed. After that I was pouring a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch when i heard girls talking in the front window. They were teenagers that told a guy to play around with a girl than make fun of her in the end. I took my spoon than told them by shouting that it was wrong to do that. The dream sort of deformed after that than i woke up.



Petals On The Ground

I was somewhere where my brother's friend was talking to me about something.Then went to a room where I and a group of other people had to do something with our own weapons to save my father from a life of being a pimp. [Which he is not] Anyways after swinging whatever i had around and trying to bring up a power the dream shifted and I remember appearing in some castle like place.

I followed a guy who I thought was a familiar best friend and there was a group following me behind. I thought of them as visitors/tourists to the place. I told the guy who was suppose to be my best friend to follow me to a secret passage. I dropped white/pinkish flower petals onto the ground as I led the way.Than we went up the stairs of what was a broken bridge i guess. I saw a earring on the ground so i picked it up than a girl appeared.

I thought she wanted the earring, which i thought was the earring i actually lost in waking life. I ran with the guy than told him to let me ride his back. I rode his back than looked back. The girl followed but the place became a huge building crowded with people. I noticed my mom so i got off his back than handed my mom a pair of sunglasses. The glasses transformed to a puzzle than my mom's face began to light up with bright make up. I thought it was pretty than a group of ladies surrounded my mom.

One asked my mom why I looked so shy. My mom said cause i had menopause.[I don't.] Than the lady said they have medication for that and I should go to a place she recommended. I held onto my mom's arm kind than I woke up.

Shoes

An old best friend came to visit me. However, I saw her go downstairs without permission than heard her escape through the basement door. I called her than ran with my younger brother to her house. When i opened the door I saw her deceased old cat walking inside than closed the door thinking how i shouldn't go in even if they do leave their door open.[which they use to do. Idk why] I saw her older sister on the balcony and called to her mentioning how she probably stole something. The sister let me in but than my old bf came and asked what was wrong.I asked her why she left so suddenly than she handed me a bag of red/green shoes. I told her i didn't want it.

Next thing I recall is hanging with a group of people than jumped on a boys back for fun near a park. After that I ran and was told by a girl that i had to use the power of a wooden violin to save some. I tried playing a singing but sounded horrible so i decided to forget about it. Than we left to go somewhere else.

I ended up at my house where my younger brother mentioned how it is unnatural for people to say a fictional character is cute after someone mentioned something about a character named raven from a book.Than i made a joke where i and some others laughed except my younger brother.

I "woke up" and went to Big Plate Coffee. I had a co-worker there who I talked into taking my shift. She usually comes in later but she said yes and I thought I could sleep because I was really tired. Then I actually woke up and nearly lost it. Haha

I was waiting at a queue to a physiotherapy. The doctor took two people until I had to go. Looking through a window I could see two girls from my class having a walk.

Then I found myself in school. I was talking with a girl about warm socks I was wearing.

I'm on the water of a lake on a grey day. I think I''m floating on something like a log. I float away from the rocky shore, there is a bit of a sheer cliff by it, trees on either side. My grandfather and sister are there. I try to make my way back. My grandfather tries to pull me in but suddenly I zoom in the opposite direction at great speed. I fall into the water and I immediately fish for my cellphone from my jeans pocket, it can't get wet. To my surprise it's still working. I try to swim to the opposite shore where my grandfather and sister are.

In an industrial warehouse kind of place at night. The windows are all black. There are bright, yellowish lights coming from the ceiling. I see two young kids I know, they are being very annoying and aggressive, walking all over me and not listening to me. I have to stand up for myself. I begin to fight with them, we struggle as we fight. They run off and hide to catch their breath. I'm with another person I can't remember who is helping me fend them off. I feel bad for being so aggressive, can't these kinds of things be resolved peacefully? They come at me again and I have to fight them.

I'm at the metal shop, I'm talking to a guy who's asking me if I want to be an instructor here. I say I could, but I only Inventor (a CAD program) and still need practice with SolidWorks (another CAD program). He says that's ok, or just bypasses my comment, and we go deeper into the shop.

*I was pulled by police for driving out of the lines. They assumed I was drinking so performed a drinking test to concluded that indeed I was sober. They were very nice at this point let me go along my way. While preparing to drive away my cat in the car was misbehaving but at the same time really enjoyed my cat being with me.

Being chased across a field (incline) by a thug with a knife in the early hours of the morning. I am able to out run them but they start to keep a pace so I duck into a work place. There is security so i'm safe for now. Head teacher is not happy that I did not go to see him about something. He is asking where the A-Z has gone to xD

Ritual: My LDs have all but vanished now that I am not actively working on it (not for lack of interest, but work is way too busy right now, and I'm not playing any computer games either!) However, when I got up before dawn to feed the cat and realized I was wakeful enough to call this a WBTB, it occurred to me that I didn't even know what the October TOTMs were, so I looked them over before returning to bed. I tried to do some counting but had no focus and fell asleep. I did end up complete one of the tasks, but essentially within the context of a non-lucid dream! The distinctions between LD and NLD used to seem a lot crisper when LDing was new to me, but I would call this an example of agency without dream awareness, which I'm not sure has happened to me before. I always thought dream awareness was the prerequisite for agency, but apparently not!

NLD: I was in a community that was preparing for a special festival. They had a great deal of maguro (lean tuna meat) and slices of it were lining a long stone staircase that cut through a wooded park-like space. I wanted to marinate the maguro like I had done at last year's festival: it had been a big hit. I tried to remember the marinade recipe, and knew that it was very basic: pretty much just soy sauce and cilantro. Soy sauce was easy to come by, but I was out of cilantro. I had a limited time before all the maguro went bad, so I had to find cilantro right away.

I went into town to see if I could get any. While walking down the sidewalk, I saw some women holding cameras. I assumed they were photographers for the festival. This reminded me of the TOTMs, so I tried to remember the one I had prioritized. Oh right: if I see a DC, I should follow him or her. I picked one of the photographers, a black woman with her hair bound in two pigtails, and started shadowing her as she walked down the street.

The DC only walked about fifteen feet before she turned around again, so I turned as well and continued following her. She walked back to the place where I had first spotted her and stopped again. What was she doing? I studied her closely, trying to understand her behavior. She wasn't taking any pictures; her camera hung ignored around her neck. However, she seemed to be posing to display her fur coat to best advantage. Suddenly I understood: she had put on a gorgeous costume for the festival, so now she was walking up and down the sidewalk in order to be seen!

I decided that continuing to follow her would be redundant if she was just going to hang out on that same stretch of sidewalk, so I went into a local bookstore to ask about the cilantro. There was a guy who had a piece of paper with pictures of the various types. Right now only the cilantro from China was available, he said, but it didn't have the best flavor: they had picked it too early. I told him I'd settle for that if I couldn't get anything else.

Notes: Since I stopped doing active dream practice, not only my recall but even the content of my dreams has degraded. The more epic and story-like elements have dwindled and my dreams currently seem to be pieced together primarily from waking life residue. This one is full of it: I ate similar slices of maguro on Sunday night; on Monday I attended a lecture where the speaker used a fur coat as a metaphor; and in the back of my mind I had been wondering if it was true, as someone recently told me, that cilantro can lower the raised mercury levels one can get from eating too much maguro. Even marinating the maguro has a precedent, a very delicious form of sushi called zuke.

I'm in a house. Someone comes in with three dogs. I see a small fish in a large container with water in it. I walk up to the fish and say to myself wow a fish!

Hello. My name is Lucas and I was too stupid to realise I was dreaming.

Well... the good news. I slept well enough to remember my dreams...

First, a fragment: I was going to this show. I got there and I was super excited, Bianca Del Rio was gonna be there. There was a huge crowd.

Second, another fragment: I was walking up the stairs at home. It was really windy, though. I thought "oh, hey, I need to do a RC soon". But then I looked around, the stairs looked normal and the super strong wind, with no windows around, also seemed normal. Finally, the mountains below the stairs also made sense. So I shrugged and thought "nah, this is real. There's no way I could feel such strong winds in a dream".

First dream: I was driving - AND DIDN'T DO A RC, I SUCK - and the streets were familiar, but I have no idea where I was. However, in the dream, I totally knew. I was running late, so I decided to take a shortcut. When I got there, I realised they had put some spiky thingies next to it, and you had to be really careful to enter the shortcut (which, btw, was some stairs).

I wasn't careful enough and, of course, one of my tyres got slashed. I left my car, lifted up my car (with my hands, cause... yeah) and found the problem. I didn't want to call my insurance, so I decided to change the tyre on my own. My cousin showed up and said he could help. We kept trying to decide where to do it, while I was moving my car with just my hands. I was freakishly strong in this dream. Lea showed up too and the three of us finally found a place to change the tyres. I was very obviously into Lea and didn't want the many thug-ish guys walking around the streets to make her uncomfortable, but she was totally cool and chill about everything. She was actually having fun with the tyre thing.

Last dream: I was walking around, but I wasn't me. I was older than me. It was a beautiful place, lots of green, mountains, trees and beaches. It was seriously paradise. Then, I was talking to someone, like a voiceover, and it sounded like the other person was a therapist. I was asking her when I'd stop hallucinating about "that day". Then, I had a flashback to the day. The whole place was being bombed and I kept seeing "myself" jumping to the many rivers and lakes of the place.

Then I was telling the voice again that I kept seeing it happening again and again and that I'd always jump into water cause I was afraid of the fire in my hallucinations. The problem was that the water was always hot because the people there had used the bombing effects to make it warm. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.

Anyway, I was me again and I was just hanging out at a cool (but warm) lake-y thing. Another cousin of mine was there, but she had lost part of her arm during the bombing. She was okay with it, though, it had happened a while ago. Next to her, a woman was taking care of her (now adult) son. He had lost his head at the bombing. But he was very much alive. And he could hear us too. He just couldn't see anything.



Anyway, the woman wanted my cousin and her son to date. I was sad that my cousin, who has a bf in real life, was all alone and seriously considering going out on a date with a guy who couldn't see her just because she felt like she was too ugly with her half-arm. I wanted to her she could do better, and that she deserved better, but then Game Of Throne's Khaleesi was in the water with me. I talked to her and she was nice, but she seemed uncomfortable. So I said that I'd love to see her in a better mood.

She misunderstood me and went on a rant about how people think that celebrities are all mean and that she's actually really happy when she's around fans.

So I told her I didn't mean it like that, I had only meant that she seemed tired and that it looked like she was having a bad day, and all that I wanted was to see her happy. She wasn't offended anymore and I felt like we had a good connection there, so I was all "OMG I THINK I'M GONNA HOOK UP WITH KHALEESI".

So I woke up.

Some dreams are like old, abandonned cemetary; old bones laying under the soil, mostly forgotten but lingering still.

I am in the old house, with my family. My sister and father are cooking, the table is dressed in the kitchen. Their part of it is bathen is a golden glow, but it fade before reaching my mother and me. Nobody seem to notice, and they bring the food to the table, and everyone get a hearty helpful of pan roasted potatoes and bacon bits. It smells wonderful, my family is joking around and laughting, but I can't. Deep down, this feels sublty wrong, like I'm seeing everything through a deforming glass. The food taste good, but my stomach is tight. I feel cold and remote, I want to leave.

I wonder how many time my subconscious is going to dig up the ghost of my childhood and the corpse of my parent's marriage.

I was playing a game of Halo, and my mind was making up an entirely different story for the Master Chief, as that is who I was. I was fighting the Covenant in a forest area. It restarted a lot of times, because I kept dying. There was a night time level, where I was on a Covenant ship and had to kill Covies as they were dropped off by a Phantom. I also remember at the end of the forest level, the Master Chief was picked up by a Phantom, and he was kidnapped. Also, I wasn't playing the video game, I felt I was actually the Master Chief. The end.

I was in my mother's house. We were speaking about many different things... I don't remember about what. But I remember about last theme... We started speaking about God, his benevolence and similar things (My mother is believer in personal and intervening God, I'm believer of impersonal, in our life disinterested god- if there have to be God...). My mother gave me something like book with thick pages(like small children books have) "Here is the book of your sins, I have it directly from the God. The red marks are representing your sins"
There were fixed red marks on the pages of the book... I touched the page and the red marks started to fall down from the book fast. It was like they lost their adhesivity... Only white pages remained in that book of my sins.
Mother told me: "You are trying to cheat! You can do whatever you want, the God knows your sins."
"Whatever... I don't care about the cheating, I only touched it and the marks have fallen alone." I replied. Then I tried to stick the red marks back to the book. It wasn't possible to do it. It was like there is electrostatic charge on them, they couldn't even touch the surface of page. And I said: "See? They don't want to stick on the pages."

Remarks
After some time I had somewhat interesting dream
It is only dream... I don't expect for it to be tied with reality

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
I've watched the 1st season of Narcos (about Pablo Escobar) in the last 2 weeks and I feel like this dream is related. It's night already and I'm at my mom's place. Something has disturbed me so much in the house that I've decided to take the keys of the car and sleep in the driver's seat. Unlike reality, it's a SUV type of car. I think with a light colour. Instead of reclining the seat, I bend over the passenger's seat or alternatively I put my head on the steering wheel. Even though my eyes are closed, I notice a flash. It's a cop taking pictures to collect evidence, I just know it. Then another one. I start the car and back out of the parking spot really quick, intending to go after the cop.

Still in the same street. I'm now trying to park the car, but it's going miserably. The street is always quiet traffic wise, cause it's a dead end. Now however it's busy and cars zoom by. A couple of times a car pulls into a parking spot before I can. I finally have one, one with a tree standing in the corner on the spot itself. I park, but due to an incline I roll backwards onto the street. No matter how many times I try and no matter how quick i pull the handbrake or step on the brake, no success. Until finally I've decided I have enough, hit them both real quick and park sort of acceptable. I walk over to the flat my mom lives in. Around the front door there's a group of men, all belonging to the same gang/cartel as I sort of reluctantly am a part of. I got dragged into this because my dad is the boss (he's the Escobar in this situation). I feel around and notice that I have my own set of keys, but forgot the other set of keys which holds the carkey. Must have left it in the ignition. I go back to the car. My female classmate Tan just walked around the back of the car and to the left side, where the driver's seat was when I sat in the car. I open the right door and now that's the driver's seat. I pull out the keys and ask her if this is what she was looking for. I ask her in a sort of menacing way. She's the type of person you see in movies who is not a prisoner, but sort of is, cause she's gonna die the moment she decides to leave. I go back to the front door. We stand in front of the elevator with a whole group, waiting. I look at my dad's reflection in the shiny elevator doors. Except.. my dad is me. And I am my child who looks like me. Tan starts talking to save her life. Talking about the things she'll do for my dad. The elevator opens, but it stopped a little too early. The floor of the elevator is higher than that of the ground we're standing on. "That's weird", I think to myself. And all of us squeeze in.

Dream 2
I'm playing cards with 5 other people. We're sitting at 3 small square tables, pushed against each other to form a longer table. We're sitting in 2 rows of 3 people, facing each other. I'm sat in the middle, facing my younger brother. From my perspective, on his right side is princess Beatrix of the Netherlands. To my left is a guy that until recently used to live in this house. We're sitting in the room of one of my housemates, but I'm not sure he's actually present. I can't recall the other 2 people. The princess is having a lot of fun. It feels like she's leading the game, cause we're playing it cause she wanted to. The person to my right and the princess are up. They're supposed to pick cards from the necklace of the princess and see who ends up with the highest total. After that it's my turn and my little brother. Unfair! I have to pick between the enormous amount of necklaces he's wearing. Only a few of them even hold a number. I have no clue which ones, but he does, because unlike the cards which all look the same, his necklaces differ from one another. I pick one without a number. He picks one specifically because he knows it has a high number on it. The guy to my left went downstairs for a moment. Because it's now his turn I go down the stairs to get him, but halfway down the stairs I can hear him come up again, so I go up as well. When he comes back into the room he washes his hands in the sink, as if he just went to the toilet. He then asks for toilet paper.

Dream 3
Yesterday I got the news that after several months of waiting, I'll finally get the hoodie I ordered from my uni in Indonesia. I'm in a room with several former classmates, one of my lecturers from Indonesia, my mom, my aunt and possibly more people. My classmates and I have received a big package from our uni full of stuff, such as a black hoodie with the grey logo on the side of the hood and other merchandise. I'm excited about it. My mom talks me into the hoodie being nicer if I take the hood and sleeves off. Halfway through tearing of the hood by using a tearaway line, I start regretting it. My mom keeps on talking, but at this point she is annoying the hell out of me. My aunt assures me that this can be fixed. I believe I also mess up my earplugs somehow.

My mom and another aunt are shouting at each other, but in between they are laughing with each other. That's a good thing I suppose..? At least they're on speaking terms again.

Dream 4
I'm part of a group. We're on the south part of an island. Some of our members have gone out to explore parts of it yesterday and are still to return. One of them is (or reminds me of) Fiona from Burn Notice. She went to the west part of the island with a horse and has already come back. I think someone also went to the east part. I imagine most of the island being a dried up, semi-desert type of place, like the old west. Our leader is standing in front of the group giving a speech or something alike. One of the members asks why Malfoy hasn't returned yet. Fiona shakes her head at the leader. Not because Malfoy was tragically lost, but because she wants to leave before he returns (though something tells me she might've had something to do with his disappearance). Our leader feels the same way about him and makes up an excuse.

Dream 5
I'm exploring the city with a couple of classmates. This includes hopping on and off the tram. The only classmate I do specifically remember being there is an older balding guy with glasses.

I decided to make a list of all of the dream figures that I have encountered more than once. These guys have always recognized me when I saw them again and vice versa. I intend to update this periodically.

Name: Lavernia Peterson
Species: Human
First Encounter: Two Towers
Last Encounter: pariah
Figure Type: Familiar

I encountered Lavernia in a dream that I had back in 2001 when I was in 2nd grade. She is the operator of some kind of attraction somewhere in the dream realm. The attraction consists of two fairytale towers that are connected by a bridge. I do not remember what the towers were for but I do remember that it was an attraction off of which she made a living. She has four kids so far and no husband that I know of. When I first met her in 2001 she only had three kids at least one daughter (I do not remember the genders of the other kids). I met her again 11 years later in a dream titled Pariah. She was still running her business and we recognized each other immediately. She told me about how she had been. Her children had long since grown up and moved out and she has had one other son who was still living with her, he was around my age (19). She had notably aged and had even seemed to have lost some weight.

Relations:
Four children

Physical Description
She is a middle aged woman who normally dresses in a tank top and kakis. She has light blond hair and has it up in a short pony tale. She is Caucasian and was just a tad on the heavy side but over the course of eleven years she seems to have trimmed down. She was more of a stronger female.

Name: Marquise Spinnerete Mindfang (aka Arenea Serket)
Species: Alternian Troll
First Encounter: Shanghaied
Last Encounter: Night about Town
Figure Type: Familiar (or Boss?)

Mindfang is a Homestuck troll who appeared in the dream Shanghaied. She was a pirate sailor who kidnapped slaves. I was one of the slaves she kidnapped along with the twelve other trolls and several other denizens of unknown species. At one point I believed her to be there under cover. I believed her to be there in an attempt to free the slaves. But I cannot be sure. At this point I am not sure weather she is friendly or boss. I encountered her again in Night About Town she invited me to a house party although I never had a chance to make it. I was hesitant to attend her being a pirate and all.

Pysical Appearance
Really, she appears just as she does in the comic except for he skin color which is grey instead of black.

Name: Stocking Anarchy
Species: Angel
First Encounter: Filial Devotion
Last Encounter: Demons Within
Figure Type: Familiar

Stocking is a fallen angel who first appeared in the Dream Filial Devotion. She mostly made appearences in flashbacks in that dream as her sister Panty Anarchy lamented about how she and her sister were estranged. In these flashbacks it was mostly the sisters in persuite of another angel named vergent a sower of discored who was directly responsible for their situation. I encountered her and her sister on other slightly less memorable dreams. Each time they recognized me. She appearse months later in another dream called Demons Within. In this dream she and Panty had made up. I was helping them hunt down a demon spirit who had been going around and possessing people. Stocking became possessed and was left for dead on the floor an attic. I haven't seen her sense

Physical Appearance
Just like in the Cannon she dresses in heavy Gothic attire. She is Caucasian.

Relations: Panty Anarchy (Sister)
Enemies: Vergent

Name: Merna
Species: Demoness
First Encounter: Darkness
Last Encounter: Cinema Witch
Figure Type: Boss

Merna is a Demon Witch who had managed to take over a portion of the dream realm in a dream titled Darkness. I had the dream when I was in elementary school. Merna had managed to set up her headquarters at the top of the new equipment just a few miles away from what is now Tebequidor Point. When I encountered her I saw her torturing one of her subordinates. A short old man who had failed her in some way. She had the power she shoot rays of darkness at people which appearently caused pain. This is what she was doing to her subordinate. Me and my friends were able to drive her away. I did this by using my watch to activate some lights in the area that Merna had managed to snuff out. I was only able to activate some lights that were a few miles away. They appeared to be coming from the direction of Tebequidor Point. The lights were able to drive her away but I do not think that it was enough to kill her as I saw her again in a later dream years down the road. She remembered me and I was unable to escape her grasp. I do not remember much about that last dream.

Physical Appearance
She has very dark grey skin and wears a black wavey strapless dress. Black steam constantly permeates around her. She has short black hair and wears it in a style reminiscent of the 1920s flapper style. She also wears black armlength gloves.

Name: Backhand Jack
Species: Human/Asshole
First Encounter: Untitled Dream
Last Encounter: Day At The Mall
Figure Type: Hostile

I do not remember the dream when I first encountered Backhand Jack but I do remember this particular dream figure. Jack was a man who would grab me by the shirt and slap me over and over again across the face. I first encountered him when I was nine and again ten years later in a dream called Day At The Mall. He did the same thing, he grabbed me and began to slap me back and forth across the face. The thing is he remembered me and shouted at me for screwing up something. He is my least favorite.

Physical Appearance
He is portly and dresses in a dress shirt and black pants with a black vest. He has a handlebar stash and has hair on the sides with a slight comb over to hide his balled spot. He is older with silver hair.

Relations: None

Name Chauncy
Species: Dog
First Encounter: Street Light
Last Encounter: Car Ride
Figure Type: Siren

Chauncy is a Siren who assumes the form of a dog. Like all other siren's I encounter he starts off docile but shows his true colors after a while and attacks. I first encountered him in Street Light When he came at me all of a sudden on a dark starless night. I encountered him again last year in Car Ride When he had me stuck in my car.