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Could not recall any dreams or dream elements tonight.

I'm driving to the bank with my toddler daughter (I don't have a daughter). I make the wrong turn, causing me to wind up somehow on the wing of a plane taking off. My daughter grows to a huge size, about twice the size of the car. I'm afraid that I'll fall off the plane, but then realize I'm dreaming, so I can't die. I do fall off after the plane has taken off. I'm sure I'll just wake up. Instead, my daughter grabs my car. She's floating down to the ground. Now she's so big the car fits in the palm of her hand. We land and I find myself and my daughter in the bank. She's still giant, for a toddler, but now just a couple inches taller than me. She announces that she needs to go to the bathroom. She goes unattended. The two tellers smile and tell me how cute she is. I ask for my bank balance. One of the tellers tells me. I ask several times for her to repeat, as I know the number's too low. Then I re-remember that I'm dreaming, so I tell myself that I can't rely on the dream for useful info. Then the dream fades. So no, I didn't do any cool LD stuff like flying, but I recognized I was dreaming, so I think that counts.

The stupidest thing happened in my dream. After a few other things happened in the dream like, talking to my family, watching my brothers play a new super smash bros melee game and something about a dog. I ended up on my bed but it was in a different position and the blankets were white. The lights were on but I was trying to sleep when suddenly I notice a coworker and another girl trying to put a egg up my butt. I told them to go away and one of them laughed while the other blamed it on the other girl. They left the scene as I got up than I removed the egg from under me and ended up cracking it. I wonder if this is because I was thinking about my parakeet laying eggs.

Anyways I became lucid and decided I would go look for Dawn. I walked to the room where my older brother sleeps and saw that the lights were on but it was empty. I closed the door than thought about what I wanted to do next. I took a cell phone I found than peeked at a window that was where it wasn't suppose to be on the wall. It was at a low height near the floor so I went through it than crawled under a crowded room and noticed it was raining outside and night time. I wondered if the rain would feel just like real rain and make me wet this time so i got out the room and under the rain. It felt cold but it wasn't making me soaking wet and soon disappeared.

After that I focused on the phone and tried to make the phone connect me with Dawn. I could hear his voice, distant, telling a little boy not to run around. I kept calling his name on the phone to see if he'd answer me but he did not. After that a couple of people tried beating me up for some reason. I ended up hitting a teenage girl there a few times than flew or ran keeping my focus on Dawn on the phone. I was hoping keeping my attention on his voice would lead me to him. I entered a open room filled with many colorful curtains and couches and blankets. The rooms I walked though were small and similar.I had to jump and walk through the small spaces until I ended up inside a really small room that almost looked like a church.

There was a old lady with white short hair and glasses sitting next to a stand that had a picture of a black man wearing a priest shirt and a orange mask on his face. The mask wasn't really decorated and the first thought that came to my head was "Is this a funeral home?". I said" sorry" and was about to leave focusing on Dawn when suddenly the old lady said " Wait! Did that phone bring you here?". I didn't reply to her and turned to see that from an opening between two curtains was a beautiful,wide, nicely mowed yard with a tree and a white table in the distance. There were what I assumed to be two old ladies talking to each other on the table. I wanted to go out but was afraid to find out what would happen next if i stayed with the old ladies so I started walking away.

I tried going back from where I came from. As I was doing this there was a small boy next to me and the old lady came and asked him something. The boy mentioned that he was just playing or something like that. I saw a girl that looked like she was a faded cut out of a painting too and than woke up.


Stuck

I was inside a classroom about to play a board game with my new classmates. But the teacher said we were being too friendly and said we three had to be sent to different classes. I was confused and thought about how unfair it was. Than appeared in my bedroom.There was an annoying little girl dc I couldn't really see around bothering me. I went to my older brother's room and saw the room was empty again. I went to the stairs and started walking up but was pulled onto the floor of the stairs. The girl dc who now looked like my cousin, peeked through the corner of the wall at me. I held my hand out and told her to help me up. She came up to me and pulled me up. After that I told her I give up on my lucid goal and continued up the stairs not really motivated than woke up.

Now that I think about it, i wish i went outside to the yard with the other old ladies. (- w -") It might have been a better idea.

I was in our living room in our hometown.

I was on the second floor of a mall. On the ground floor, there's a gym. On the second (or first?), there's a grocery store.

I was looking for the comfort room. I was told by someone there (a friend?) that they might not have one in the grocery store. It might be outside.

A Winter morning. I was in my old school. I entered the sports hall, and then students from other classes joined me there. I watched as they were playing, and felt somehow strange. As if I really wanted to go back in time, and be a student here again.

I decided to just go away. I took the second entrance, and found myself on a graveyard. I was walking between graves. It was warm Autumn afternoon. I knew that this place would not be the end. I went out of the graveyard, and took a road hidden within bushes.

The road led to my home. The weather has changed. It was hot and sunny Summer day. The place looked like it traveled ten years into past. I felt calm and relaxed. I lied on the grassy ground, and closed my eyes.

Two nights ago:

I was at my old high school, in the gym. I don't think it was gym class though, nobody was else there. I've made my high school a dream sign and RC'd in the dream. But for some reason the nose pinch RC didn't work, and I didn't become fully lucid.

Last night:

I had a false awakening. I was laying down under a blanket. I could feel Manei's ora (or that presence she gives off) in the room; she was laying right beside me. And I was instantly mega-lucid, and thinking really clear.

I was in a room where everything was made of cut polished stone. The room had the layout of a room in my dad's parents (the ones who are still alive) house, and the general feel of it. There was no glass in the window. Just a white curtain blowing gently in the breeze.

There was a really old TV with a wooden case was sitting where their flat screen TV is IWL. It was on but it was just showing static. Every once in awhile I would see the face of a bald man with a fat neck flash onto the screen. The volume was turned down low and I could barely hear the white noise.

The sofa had been replaced with some thick mats on the floor and there were vines growing all across the walls. Outside the sky was orange and there was a big purple and blue ringed Jupiter planet taking up a good portion of the sky.

I got up, and thought of my dream goals. I was trying not to wake up Manei as well, but I guess I didn't do a very good job.

"Where you going?"

"To go find Jack and make friends with him. You wanna come?"

"No. You no go either. Just like TV, you always on. Work hard is good, yes, but need to relax sometime."

I lay back down with her. She put her arm around me and started to go back to sleep.

"Great... no getting away now..."

I stayed with her for a few minutes. I was still feeling restless though, and I really wanted to go and get something done. I started doing affirmations and trying to keep the dream stable. I then remember staring at the ringed gas planet in the sky. I was trying to make out details in a storm, and noticed that I could see it slowly spinning.

"Relax. Too much tension. I feel it."

I started to relax. I was still thinking a lot about my reality, but I started to relax and just enjoy the moment. I was startled back to 'reality' when My grandmother came home. I heard her open the door, set her purse and keys on the counter and walk into the living room. It was only now that I noticed that the kitchen (connected to the living room) was completely normal.

She walked in and got really confused.

"*duck quack*! who are you people!?"

The two of us got up. I started laughing at the duck quack sound. Manei thought it was funny too. My grandmother started yelling for help, that there were strange people in her house.

...

There was some other alternate part of this dream where she was hugging me and the two of us were spinning around. The environment kept shifting. (Double dream spinning...?)

Morning of April 15, 2015. Wednesday.



This was a long but uneventful dream where I am living on Loomis Street in my older sister (deceased) Marilyn’s house. My sister is as she appeared over twenty years ago for the most part. I seem to be only around eighteen years old. The main theme of my dream is some sort of realization that I actually have no home (even though my belongings are in my sister’s house) but instead, somehow live in the night and take to the sky at the end of each day to “go home” (recurring). I seem to have no memory of events that occurred since around the end of 1990 (which is proof that the so-called “storehouse of memory” - contrary to what people claim - is not active during sleep in many cases - with over twenty years of fulfilling history not accessed or “remembered” at all). When I wake, I am always grateful for my wife and family and that I live in a house, and even that I am “still me” even though I am much older.

Still, in such dreams, there is a deeply personal sense of the ability to survive just by flying into the night sky and spending each night soaring about, never tiring. Part of this characterization of myself may relate to how all of my beliefs and experiences are so vastly different than that of anyone in mainstream society. It is not so much like “living in darkness” (or “living within night”) as it is living and moving far beyond what the majority of people have ever known or experienced - that is, living almost entirely beyond the “comfort zones” and self-imposed limitations of others. That seems to be the valid metaphor in this type of dream - to soar and live in mystery with a great feeling of comfort and a sense of trust and natural continuity - to not care at all about what other people think or believe - because of what has already been experienced and validated in so many positive ways.

There is also an unusual conversation in the last part of my dream which seems to last a fair amount of time. My sister and I are playing some sort of card game, I think, but sometimes when I say something, she has a look of surprise on her face and starts talking about how what I said had been in her dream of the night before. It seems curious (in conscious afterthought) to be in a dream, not lucid in any way, and hear someone else in my dream referring to my dream in a way that is assumed to be “real” and being an event that was precognitive to their apparent earlier dream (again, all the while not realizing I am dreaming myself). I do not think I have had a dream of this particular nature before where someone else assumed my dream to be real, yet also a confirmation of a supposedly foreshadowed scene from their dream. It is rather amusing in a way.

After a normal dream - that I have voice-recorded - I found myself playing with hypnagogic imagery. I see a city street and practice flying by extending my arms and try to fly Superman-style. At the same time, I feel my self in bed pretty well (I am quite sure - now, after awakening - that this was a dream-bed, so the next LD was a DILD). I have the same problem I have in most of my lucids - inability to gain height. I run, jump superman-style and I land and slide with my belly - again and again. I am on a terrace by now and keep on jumping and landing on my belly - but the dream has cleared by now and I am fully there.
Next jump, I grab my parachute controls, pull down hard and immediately I gain height and I am now flying over the blocks of flats - I am in a city, but I don't recognize the place. I try to get more height and after some difficulty, I succeed. There is a slight covering of my left eye - left from the dream blankets but I know that if I ignore it, it will clear out - as it eventually does. I make a 360° turn on air and enjoy my flight. I then decide to land and accomplish some lucid tasks of mine. I land and think of making some affirmations but it's getting dark fast and some kids are around, so I walk and try to stabilize the dream. My daughter appears and says that her shoes are not right. I notice that she is wearing a red dress and simple, red shoes. I say dont worry! I will change them to better-looking ones. So, I cover them with my hands one-by-one and try to make them pretty - but hey remain quite similar.

I say, it's ok - they will soon change, we are in a dream now and kiss her on the forehead. I feel a wonderful sense of freedom being in the dream and think, what should I do now? Well, let's rehearse a surgery (arthroscopy). I go into the nearby block and start climbing the stairs, imagining that the surgery room is upstairs. Next floor, it's indeed the preparation room, quite luxurious for its purpose with a large mirror and thick carpets.

There is my surgery suit waiting for me in a hanger. I take of my coat - wondering for a moment if it's safe to leave it here - but then remembered that yea, it's a dream. I have some difficulty getting dressed - and I find a way around: put my suit in front of me, look in the mirror, take the suit aside and I am dressed (in another one, same to the first). So, I walk to the main desk, greet the stuff - the secretary said that the next surgery is about to begin - and as I walk into the theater, the dream fades and I am in bed...next time...
That lucid felt really good - not only the flight, I had a sense of freedom throughout the dream. Woke up quite happy!

6:20 AM. 4/1/2015 April 1
My sister (Grace) and I were in this big kitchen like area with a kittin that we called muffin. Outside of the kitchen there was this big pond like area with trees and a giant lake. In the lake there were fish that looked like demonfish from Far Cry 4 the video game. Also, in the lake there was a giant whale. On the land around the lake there was a sort of dirt bike trail. On it there were many skeletons, zombies, and grim reapers. So we hid in this big kitchen until I started to hear my friend's voice (Braden). I looked through the door and saw that he was suspended in the air because he was being held in the mouth of a mechanical dragon. Somehow, he got out of the dragon's grip and we started bouncing off the walls in the kitchen. The dragon wasn't harming us in any way but we knew we had to destroy it. My friend (Braden) then told me that the only way to destroy it is to destroy the microchip in his atari gaming system controller. Braden grabbed the controller and tossed it to me. I hesitated but then I threw the controller as hard as I could against the wall. The two broken pieces bounced back at me. Inside the broken controller there were many wires connected to one microchip. I started to pull all of the wires out of the controller until there were none left connected. The scene then changed to my bedroom where the same kittin was sitting on my chest while I was in bed. The cat jumped off of me and bounced down the stairs outside my room. I followed the kittin and saw that my friend (Braden) was in my kitchen looking through my cabinets for some food.

I called this dream Mutations in Tokyo because at some point in the dream the dream practically told me I was in tokyo. It was weird.
And I meant to post this early, like this morning but I forgot.

It started with my family and I in a hotel room, my brother and I got into a fight. And when I say a fight I really mean a fight, this wasn't normal sibling bickering or shouting. I managed to push my brother on the floor, he landed on his back. I attempted to punch him in the face, he blocked me so I stood up and tried to stomp on his stomach, he used his leg to keep my foot away. After a bunch of failed attacks on both our parts I managed to stop on his stomach and that left him on the floor in pain. I got up and ran past my family and out of the hotel, into the city.

A tall creature that looked like an anthro version of a plant-spider kind of creature, her flesh was lime green, she was deathly skinny almost bone thin, her appendages resembled the shapes of long straight branches. Her eyes were magenta and large spots in random areas of her body were magenta and were pulsing. This tall being was mutating everybody in the city, at least half the population were mutated. Some mutations were minor, changing only small parts of their appearance while others looked completely different than before. But all had gained characteristics and such from whatever DNA had been mixed with theirs.

The mutant spider-plant lady was obsessed with mutations and mutating things, she saw it as making herself and others more powerful. Which was why she was doing it. Not sure how many times she had been mutated, but I bet it was enough to make her a ten foot being like she was now.

I was making my way toward her, passing by many mutated citizens. I somehow made it past the patrolling mutants that worked for her and found her in an alley. At this point someone had finally found a cure for the mutating formula the spider lady had and were giving it to everybody. Scenes of the mutants I passed showed them reverting back to normal for a while and ending with the spider lady returning to normal. I watched her shrink from her enormous size, slowly change color and eventually become a cat.

The authorities of the city had arrived so I hopped up the wall onto a ledge, I nodded to the cat and she looked at me half worried half confused but either way followed. We hopped up the ledges up the building and onto the roof, which turned to a large open room with a large open window where we had hopped up. The cat was now a woman with brown hair. We did not move further for police of the city and the military from FullMetal Alchemist were there with their weapons pointed at us. Roy though did not have a weapon, obviously. A few gasped, as if recognizing me, unsure how but I acted like it was no surprise.

So I slowly raised my hands as if I was giving in a sly smirk on my face, and then I unsheathed my sword and drove it through the woman's stomach. She gagged a bit and fell out the window when I pulled my sword out of her stomach. I did the same to the closest military person, who happened to be Hawkeye. She fell out the window as well.

Roy shouted when this happened. I waved goodbye and jumped out, putting my sword back in its sheathe. I ran along the ledge of the building and out of sight. The sound of the gunshots echoing in my ears and a feel of accomplishment at what I did was strong.

Hawkeye stood there by the window where I had been. They looked at her wide-eyed and demanded who she was. The dream ended when they found that either the Hawkeye I killed or the one that had been with them in the room was fake, noticing her hair was doll hair (or did they say rat hair?).

The dream was awesome but confusing, with lots of back and forth between scenes. I know I didn't describe it all, partly because it made no sense and because I didn't know how to describe some stuff.

I was at my dad's house and I tried to fix the internet line by pulling it out of the ground. When the line was completely out of the ground I noticed that part of it was slightly cut. -3:51AM. 4/1/2015

April 14, 2015

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All I really remember was a dream in which I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep. I've not been sleeping well lately, so I'm not even quite sure whether this was a dream or not. Except that I could feel myself very slowly, almost imperceptibly, falling through my bed. This kind of sensation has happened before while I'm awake but it was so strong here and after a while I noticed that I was indeed at the bottom of a deep hole in my mattress. It was a sudden realization. It was like that saying where you put a crab in cold water and set it to boil; the water heats up slowly so the crab doesn't realize it's to hot until it's too late (and for some reason, my brain keeps trying to insert a pickle in this pot of boiling water. No, brain. A pickle is not going to care if the water's boiling or not...). I was sinking so slowly I didn't really notice the change until a random moment of "HOLY SHIT THERE'S A HUGE HOLE AND I'M AT THE BOTTOM OF IT."