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I only remember this one dream from last night, I had fallen asleep in my chair, while putting together an EDM set in FL Studio.

I was in my room, sitting in my chair, I could hear music, I don't remember what but it was familiar and I was sitting in my chair at my computer desk with my headphones on. My screen lit up with the DAW's interface, there was a mix displayed in the track set. Then my crush and my sister both walked into my room, it was weird though, because they were just, there. Nothing more, just a couple DCs. They were like friends, even though they'd never met each other IRL, and my crush was a good 7 years younger than her, so it makes for a weird friendship. Anyways, all I remember past that point was sitting back down into my chair and listening to the music.

I awoke to find that I'd forgotten to go to bed, and my headphones were on, music playing through them at 10% volume; that probably being the influence for my dream.

I was a priest in a chapel of some kind of elder god. It was in old, victorian village. The chapel itself was built from marble, granite and gold, stylised as a gothic cathedral with baroque elements. The altar was really high, it had a fountain of purifying water on top of it. There were also channels carved within it, so if priest opens it, the water can flow. I was a new priest there. I thought about making a challenge, and it was about shooting the highest possible with a catapult. Only a few could accomplish it, and if they don't they would evaporize. The reservoir went dry, and I had to go a long way to get a huge cistern with purifying water.

#409 - DIELD - 6:06AM

I have a long and confusing dream about sleeping at my parents old house. The time keeps changing and I worry about getting up for work on time. The early details aren't important, but my parents eventually tell me they are leaving to go to a tomato festival. They leave my room and I lay there for a moment. Suddenly, I hear a terrible scream and cats fighting. I rush to the top of the stairs and see my cats running out of a bedroom at the bottom with tails fluffed out.

I wake slightly and relax back into the dream. I am the stairs again and I go down to the room at the bottom. It's dark in there and I feel like something evil is hiding in the room. I spend some time calling out whatever monster may be lurking with various forms of profanity, but nothing happens. Then, I fearfully reach into the room and try the light switch, but, of course, that doesn't work either. I decide this is all stupid and leave out the back door. As I step out, the cats rush past me into the yard. This makes me worry that something is following me so I turn and walk backwards a while. Thankfully, nothing is there. The house seems extra dark now that I am standing in full sunlight and I turn to have a look at the dream environment. The colors of the trees are a extra vivid and bright green, but also very dream like and blurry at the edges of my vision. I feel awe and peace and this makes me want to fly up into the sky. Before I can do anything else, I suddenly wake without warning.

The experience I had is nearly impossible to explain. The sky was orange. Everything was tinted with orange light. And there were hundreds of worlds, scenarios, that I passed through, one after the other, like a cascade of orange. Sometimes going to a new one, sometimes going to one I had seen before, but always orange. One was a cubicle room with a section of the floor rising and falling like a level in a video game. Another was a place filled with monsters. One time I was on the side of a very small planet, so small that the curve was easily visible. Or maybe it was a hill? I do not know, but what I do know is that beyond my direct vision there was no horizon, there was no "in the distance", just orange. Orange light. Many of the scenes are not possible to explain. They had elements impossible in reality, impossible even to imagine with my awake mind. It was like they had many facets, many ... features, that were confusing. Like reality itself had been cracked. During the final scene, out of hundreds, possibly thousands, I was at a family wedding. At some point there were migrants walking by. They had nothing but rags, and I followed them, along with several other people from the orange world.

PART 2:

We followed them, and appeared in a futuristic city. There were thousands of migrants and refugees walking through the city, running from some distant war. I stole a bike, and rode it over a rooftop until I fell off, and the bike broke. As I was about to steal another one, I saw two cops patrolling. I decided I needed to tell them a story so they would go away, and I told them two kids were going to hunt down some murderer. They were clearly going to get killed and the police needed to act now. They told me to get in their car, and I did. We drove in the direction I had pointed at high speeds while they asked me questions. Eventually we reached some airport/mall facility, and we got out. There was only one officer now, I don't know what happened to the other one. His car had folded into a suitcase, which I was now holding. He was walking quickly away from me, and I was trying to give the suitcase back to him. He reached a balcony, and jumped off, plummeting downwards. It wasn't like suicide, it was something cops could do to get around more quickly I guess. I somehow knew that. I decided he didn't need his car anymore and took it for myself. I picked up a friend on the way, because we were both going home (and we live nearby). On the drive home random people would appear in the car. They didn't really "appear"; they were just suddenly there. They would distract me, saying things that made me lose focus and swerve around on the road. I eventually pulled off the highway.

And then I woke up.

#408- DEILD - 4:45AM

Quick WBTB. Galantamine and DMAE.

I wake slightly and enter vibration and have my usual SP time. I can't get anywhere so I decide to just enjoy the moment. I relax and begin to feel myself float then, slip off the bed. I watch as a fall deep into a void in the floor. I can see my bedside getting smaller and smaller. I fall fast for a long time. I wonder if I will pop out on the other side of the earth. At that thought, I feel gravity shift and I start to fall up. This doesn't last long and I land back in bed. I relax and focus while remaining thoughtless.

I am now walking in the living room. I am glad the dream has started and make my way outside. My son is in the room and presses against me to be picked up. I decide it would be fun to take him along with me. He feels cumbersome to carry so I just imagine that he is somehow attached to me and continue on without worrying too much about actually carrying him.

It's rainy outside and looks like early dawn. I walk into the street and remember that I was going to go for the Pegasus TOTY. I call out for Pegasus and look around expectantly. Nothing shows up so I turn around to think about something else. I see my son has been trailing behind me and I get an idea. I say, "R, be Pegasus." as I hop on his back. He's on all fours but nothing is happening. I feel bad at this sight, so I stand up and take a less rushed approach. I say, "R, turn now into Pegasus." I watch as he quickly morphs into only the front half of a white stallion. He's just a horse head with front legs. This is a horrible sight and look away for a quick second. This was a bad idea because when I turn back to look, he has vanished. I spin around trying to see if he walked around me, but he is nowhere to be found. I quietly whisper, "Shit." I decide to forget about it the whole thing as I look at the colorful dawn in on the horizon just above the trees. I decide to fly without much thought and I zoom toward the sunrise at an amazing speed. I can hear the wind rushing in my ears as the dream collapses

I am back in SP and vibrations. This time the sound of it so strange and creepy. It' like demonic children shrieking in either anger or agony. Before fear can get the best of me I decide to let it go and not focus on SP or vibes or anything else. I remind myself that SP is not the goal and I quickly fall into mediation for a moment. My awareness doesn't fade but I feel my body come back into the waking world. I feel like I could go back in, but I decide I should try to DJ before I fall into non lucid sleep.

In this dream I was in my home, which I didn’t recognize, and my wife was jumping up and down trying to look through cracks in the window blinds. Hmm, I must be dreaming. Let’s check! I looked at my hands, they looked perfectly normal. I took my right point finger and tried to push it through my left hand, nope, it doesn’t pass through. Then I pinched my nose and tried to breathe out, nope, I couldn’t breathe out. I was positive this was dream, so I decided to try and stick my hand through the window. Nope, it wouldn’t pass through. Then I tried to walk through a wall, nope, I couldn’t walk through it. What the heck is going on here? I walked outside, through the front door, and I saw my friend’s RV.

Something looked wrong with its exhaust pipe, so I laid on the ground to take a look. It was totally plugged up with carbon and soot, so I stuck my finger in there to try and clean it out. This didn’t make sense to me because the catalytic converter should of plugged long before this happened. I began to think again that this was dream, so I tried to fly. I flew face down along the asphalt road, grinding my nose in the process, and then I lifted upwards about 1 foot, but I was only travelling at about walking speed. The asphalt road then turned to gravel, and I could hear the wind howling past my ears and I could feel it against my skin, but I was still only going walking speed.

My body was vibrating violently while I flew (new experience). Next I decided to fly upwards, and finally, something worked! I shot up into the sky, and realized my dream environment was only about one city block square. Usually my lucid dreams are as big as the universe. Beyond the city block was an empty grid pattern extending as far as I could see. It seems I had my own personal and private dreamscape and I didn’t know it. This would have been a perfect place to have a peaceful visit. I need to note this experience for the future. I then woke up.

Soon I was back to sleep and in the same house. I didn’t realize I was dreaming. The house seemed familiar to me for reason (duh). I began to wonder where my truck was parked, because I didn’t remember parking it at this house, so I went out the back door to take a look. I couldn’t find my truck anywhere, and I once again began to question if I was dreaming. I did the hand, finger through hand, nose blow, and attempted flight, reality checks but nothing indicated I was dreaming. Hmmm, maybe I’m not dreaming, so I walked back into the house and then I woke up again.

I have a new rule: If I’m questioning if I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming! No more than one reality check needed.

I was walking in a huge crowd of people. I soon notice this was a running marathon competition. I had been twirling and then one hop in till I couldn't do no more. Despite my efforts I soon fell down after being knock over by a girl in the competition. I got up and notice a little boy laughing at me. I wave my hand to him and started walking off in to a less crowed area. While I am seating down, another kid sat next to me and grab the right part of my long sleeve in to his mouth. I tried to pull it back from him but he wouldn't let go. I knock him over and soon begin to realize that the scenery was changing.

The scene change in to a small room with white walls. I indicated that there was two people, I knew I was dreaming and ask one of them to leave. I then told the other person to help with another situation. The two people began to panic, which right after I found myself inside a bathroom. I made an attempt to close my eyes to get to the same place I was before. However that is when I lost lucidity.

At some point through my next couple of non-lucid dreams. I find myself at a park about to cross roads, but then I realize that there's an easier way to get to the destination I'm after. I turn back around, I ask myself what am I doing here? That's when I knew I was in a dream. I begin to explore the park for a short amount of time in till I lost lucidity. Lucidity time: 19 seconds

I'd been accused of a crime I didn't commit. The charges have been dropped now, but people have formed their own opinions about my guilt or innocence. On the sidewalk I'm confronted by a group of men in dress uniform, most of them middle-aged. They call me monster, and disgusting, and one of them says, "He saw what you did," indicating a younger member of their group.

A liar, that's interesting. I wonder at first whether this is the actual criminal and if he'd been trying to frame me, or whether he's just someone who heard about the case and was trying to get in on the limelight. But he looks genuinely afraid of me, to such a degree that I realize what must have happened - he must have seen me eating. But in this era, accusing me of being a vampire would be too ridiculous, he wouldn't be taken seriously. So he came up with something more believable to accuse me of, to get me locked up. It wasn't a bad idea, I've been considering burning this identity since this mess started.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm running along a mountain path, mentally shouting Nadja's name. She came to us under a false identity, and then she disappeared in order to avoid being found out. But there was no need for her to disappear like that. I've tracked her to these mountains based on rumors of "the witch of the crags," and once I sensed traces of her, I started calling first the assumed name we knew her by, then her real one, Nadja. Following her mental trail, I reach a cliff. Without hesitating, I jump over the edge.

Snow-covered mountain peaks far below me, as far as the eye can see. I pause to check if I'm still asleep enough to take control of the flight for a while - yes, I am. Forgetting about Nadja, I turn upward, enjoying the view for as long as it lasts.

#407 - DILD? - 3:08AM (pre-WBTB)

I am in some public restroom. My wife(?), son, and someone I know is sitting at a table in one corner. At the urinals I see some young girls peeing. I wonder how this is possible and suppose they are using a shewee. Then, I realize that is highly improbable and I continue this continues to boggle my mind. I point and say, "What the fuck!?"
My son chimes in and replies, "...it's like a dick." I am even more surprised at my son's remark.

I am getting into bed with my wife and tell her about what my son said. I make some remark about how weird it is that I watched little girls peeing. I assure I wasn't trying to be a creeper; they just went in front of me. My son won't stay in bed and is running around and keeps pull out stuff to play with. Something about a movie that came with a bullet. He wants to shoot it but I tell him it's late and I really need to sleep (I want to have my G night).

I have a FA and I find myself in a house with three wild hyenas. I try to stay on top of counters and furniture but they jump up at me and scratch with cat claws. I notice that as the jump and scratch they seem to momentarily transform into Raccoon dogs. There is some pain, but it doesn't feel unbearable. I continue to try to avoid the hyenas, but they seem to be learning and adapting to my strategy. I have a high amount of fear as I fight them off with fists. At one point I watch one hyena on the ground as it seems to be studying me. Then I realize it's watching something behind me. I know I am about to get pounced from behind, but I can't make myself move.

Something strange happens here. Maybe it's a dream transition or a very slight awakening, but everything collapses and I wonder why I didn't just fly away or phase out of a window in the dream. As I am thinking this is see a garage door open and I rush outside into the night. I worry that the hyenas got out too but I try not to think about it. I see a parked car and I jump on top of the roof. "Try to get me now, bitches!", I shout at things that were after me. I begin to wonder why I am having such a terrible nightmare. I usually don't get nightmares, but tend to enjoy a little fright. As I think this, the dream fades to darkness. At this, I regain lucidity and focus on vision to bring it back.

I see a white boxy type of car parked in the driveway now. It has some sort of metallic purple window tinting and I find it interesting. I still feel a need to escape so I attempt to get inside. I notice there are no doors so I instinctively lift the small cabin up and off like a shoe box. I look inside the top but can't see out the purple windshield. I will this to happen and the purple dissolves to show a view at the ground. I lose interest in this this vehicle quickly as everything seems to be really crappy and fake now.

I spot a better looking car next to me; a red sporty coupe. As I move to the car I worry about the hyenas again. I tell myself not to think about it and the fear subsides, but my actions are still rushed. For some reason both doors want to stay open and the worry increases. I look out and see a bear with a hyena looking at me from down the road. I quickly get the doors closed and start to back out. I stop when I hear a terrible sound. They white, boxy car is now a small red truck. It's lurching backward and quickly halting as the tires are locked up. For some reason, I feel the need to take care of this and hop out of the car to the truck. The hyena fear returns and this time I really force it out of my mind as I remind myself that I control this dream. The truck stopped doing whatever it was doing and I suddenly become really curious what the engine would look like. I lift up the hood and notice how clean, new and high tech it looks. I begin guessing at various components naming them off. I am particularly interested in what I think might be the nitrous oxide containment. I get bored with this after a moment and begin to try to recall my goal for the night. It's on the tip of my brain, but the more I think about it, the more I wake up. The dream fades and I see some guy say something about waking up then a sheet of ice forms over my vision. I hear a loud cracking sound as I wake up.

Non lucid
*Alan wallace drank a half of shot of liquor to demonstrate how alcohol can relax the prana in the belly.

*My baby cheating on me because I didn't make enough money.

*Being chased by bumble bumblebees.

*Red neck asked me to put up these groceries but I refused.

1. I was walking around in a big room inside of a big building. The walls were dandelion yellow and the floor was covered with hardwood flooring. I looked around and realized, I was completely all by myself. No one else was in this big room, and I'm almost never alone in my dreams, ever. Suddenly a bright lights shines out from somewhere in the room and lights up the wall next to me. The wall that it shined on now looked white instead of yellow. "Am I dreaming?" I asked myself. My next thoughts were, "I don't know". I looked around and started to realize that I was dreaming when suddenly, people started pouring into the room through two doors. Everything got crazy from here.
They all started a huge party and started dancing and everything else you would see in a dance party. This distracted me somewhat and I lost my train of thought.

2. I was in a huge library. This library was so big and vast that I felt incredibly small standing in it. I looked around, completely amazed by what I saw. There were so many bookshelves that were as tall as the 100 foot ceiling. Once again I found that I was all by myself. There was no one else in the room. "Am I dreaming?" I thought to myself, "I am", and with that I became lucid. I looked around the entire room once more, just to experience it while Lucid. Everything looked SO real. In fact, everything was hyper-realistic and I felt like I was really there.
I then remembered that I had a plan to accomplish. The night before I had written a pretty thorough dream plan considering that it would be my 100th lucid dream and I really wanted to get things going for myself. Suddenly my vision goes to the way it is when I am not wearing my glasses. Now everything is blurry and I can't see too well. "What's going on?" I asked myself. From some distance behind me I hear a man chuckle. Who was it?
I then suddenly got the notion that I was actually awake in waking life and my eyes were open and I was downstairs just imagining all of this. After some more chaos and alot of confusion I woke up feeling very confused as to what just happened. I guess now I am going to have to push that dream plan into my next lucid dream.

Man I would kill for decent lucidity and recall to come back...

-Something to do with trying to make an animation of Manei and Marcus. It was a pencil test of the two of them in my dorm room. The two got into a fight over something and kept on grabbing each other's wrists and trying to elbow one another in the face.


-I remember hearing their voices very clearly inside my head while half-awake at one point.


-Something to do with standing on top of a mountian and throwing these white rocks that would bounce higher and higher as they fell into the valleys below.


-Something to do with a game called 'BitBots'. In it these tiny robots would come after you, they looked like microchip circuits and somehow captured the intelligence of people and animals and the more intelligent the creature they captured the larger of a BitBot they would make. Bitbots could also hack technology.

In the dream, I was on a space station where these large unipod turret robots with machineguns would follow us around and try to kill us. They were supposed to be friendly but the BitBots had hacked them. Me and the other player tried to trick them into going into an airlock and being ejected from the ship.

At one point we were in an elevator and the bitbots came after us. I stomped on them and then snapped the chips in half.


-Something to do with portal. I was in this huge, low test chamber where there were almost no portal surfaces and the floor was covered in boxes, turrets and a couple of acid moats. It was the last level in some kind of DLC expansion pack.


-I became involved in some kind of battle royale. I tried to escape into this secondary room.

I became partially lucid as I noticed that the gravity was slowly shifting to one side. (Like the hallway fight in inception) The hallway was blue and there were movie posters everywhere. I made note that there were two science fiction movies and a bunch of comedies. I wanted to find more movie posters.

The gravity shifts began getting annoying and making the structure difficult to navigate. Eventually I just began flying to avoid them. I couldn't find any more movie posters.

I went down a slide and wound up in the main area of the battle royale where I lost lucidity and got killed by somebody who had found a gun. This part of the dream seemed to repeat over and over.

I'm having sex with hot a red head girl. Arousal is my common dream sign so I become lucid. I stabilize dream and continue...

I find myself in a strange small room in a flat. I'm standing in the center of the room. I remember that I need to teleport myself. I put hands infront of my eyes a start to spin. I expect teleport somewhere else. When I open my eyes I found myself in the large room standing on the bed. The dream is not stable so I do my stabiliization technique.

I'm on our meadow. It's a sunny warmy day. I immediately know that I need some points for competition. The image is not very stable so I sit down and do some stabilization. I tear and eat the green grass. Gram a phone from my pocket and turn it on. It works fine. I jump to the air and fly over the lake.

Morning of February 8, 2015. Sunday.



My dream starts out in the factory I worked at when much younger, which made Ford Taurus parts. The foreman (and friend) who shot himself is alive again in my dream (as with another recent dream though he is normally a very rare dream character, especially over the last twenty years). I do not see him at first though. There is a factory loft which is like a mini-warehouse which is actually more like the loft at a different job when I worked for the college in maintenance at a large automotive-related classroom.

In my dream there is another foreman (though one level down from the main one whom is not yet present) who seems worried about something. I am apparently going to help him move some larger cardboard boxes in the loft. He does not go up to where I am. One longer box falls to the side (though not to the first floor below - it stops at the guardrail), but nothing breaks, apparently. It soon turns out that no one is supposed to be in the loft or touching any of the cardboard boxes at the time, except perhaps for the higher-up foreman. The penalty is immediate death by a foreman or supervisor.

The lower-level foreman tells me to hurry and leave the premises but then he follows me for a time to help me in my escape to the east as the other foreman has just arrived - and even though he seems somewhat cheerful, we are, in a way, apparently expecting the threat of soon being shot at or killed. We manage to run and keep ahead of the other foreman (though more of a supervisor), though I am not entirely sure of what would have happened had I stayed. After we run around a few unpainted concrete block wall corners after leaving the factory grounds, an unknown Filipino girl joins us. It is possible that she had been in the factory loft at one point or maybe is just a secretary trying to catch up with me in an enquiry relative to my next paycheck.

Even though we had been at Northern Engraving in Wisconsin, we are suddenly running south down Highway Seventeen in Florida (on the east side of it), although the area is more south than where I lived and somewhat unfamiliar. The male jumps on a harvester quite quickly and starts driving it, as we all go about the same speed, continuing southeast. We start to chant “invisible, invisible” (intending to become invisible) - an event borrowed from a childhood dream where I did the same thing (although also sunk into the ground to evade my pursuers). At this point, I actually feel a bit playful and am wondering how far behind our pursuer is. It seems he may have been joined by others.

We have to be more careful now. Apparently, word has been sent out and a group of hillbillies living farther south has been informed. This will not do because Randy Quaid (the actor) will likely be there with his rifle and may be able to stop us. We start running in and out of various small dilapidated hillbilly houses and through the various rooms as Van McCoy and The Soul City Symphony plays “The Hustle” (from 1975). For some reason, one unknown southern girl offers her house to run through. Room after room, I run, zigzagging where I need to, listening to “The Hustle”. The music follows me along cheerfully and playfully, overhead, as if from an undefined but omnipresent sound stage. After I run out through one back door of one small unrealistically-maze-like house I am aware of Randy Quaid (with the persona he had in “Paper Moon” from 1973) aiming his rifle at me from another backyard from near an external hot water tank. However, I am still running, heading east, leaving him far behind. I wonder if the two others had been captured…

Lesson 2 dream

February 7, 2015 (sat)

My ongoing goal is to attend a lucid dreaming school. I didn't plan anything else beyond that. It's interesting what my dream created as what I took to be my first lesson.

Color Code: Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid Waking life notes

Before going back to sleep I repeat the mantra “I am dreaming,” and try to imagine arm movement. No noticeable sensations.

I am in my old bedroom, in my parents' house. I think to do a Reality Check so I pinch my nose shut and realize I can still breathe through it. I say to myself “I thought for sure I was awake.” Next I sort of slow motion jump/fly through the window (without opening or breaking it). It is daylight out (unlike most of my non-lucid dreams). I yell “I am lucid dreaming!”

I see other people around. Still level with the second floor window, I jump to a tree branch and balance on it. Someone says something and I maybe tell them to shut up or I ignore them (?). Then I say “Sorry, wait, what's my lesson?” remembering my goal.

The branch I am standing on has become a platform, except it's like a square horizontal wooden hoop, still connected to the ground by a thin trunk. There are several of these platforms. I jump from one to the next while waving my arms and also rubbing my hands together. I say to myself that I have to get to the end (without waking or losing lucidity).

I hop from platform to platform. Each one is lower than the previous and they go around in a half circle, or square shape. When I reach the ground I say “I did it!” excitedly and do a little dance.

David is there. I ask him “what do I get/win?” but I think I already know that the dream and the goal is its own intrinsic reward. I ask him what my next lesson is. I approach a random lady and say “sex with you?” I reach up her skirt and kiss her, then say “but that would be distraction.” She doesn't seem interested anyway.
I approach another woman who is sitting in a chair on the driveway. I believe she is in charge. I maybe ask her what is next, but I have already become distracted by the sexual energy.

I won't describe here what happened, but I'm pretty sure she is very understanding and forgiving. Accidents happen. :^p